Betrayed (The Worshipped Series Book 2) (17 page)

What set me off the most was the fact that she wouldn’t tell me who she called and what she told them. Frankie said he heard Karen say Riley’s name. I figure she called her knowing Riley would’ve known she was missing before anyone else. I didn’t know Karen’s parents so I don’t think they would report her missing. I thought the bitch I paid to pretend to be Karen and record a message on her phone saying she would be gone for vacation was pretty fucking convincing if I do say so myself. Hell I paid enough money for it and it better fucking keep working or I will find that skank whore and slice her throat open. 

Karen sits on the bed still pretending not to notice me. What she doesn’t realize is, she’s about to. I have a bone to pick with her and she will tell me who she called. I will never hurt Riley but Karen doesn’t know that. I can use that against her and she will think I am serious. I will only use that as a last resort. I don’t need her hating me more than I know she already does. 

I walk over to her and I make her look at me. I put my hand under her chin lifting her face to mine. She tries to shake me off, but I hold tight not letting her look away. I make her stare at me for a few moments. I want her to see how angry I am at her. I want her to know she is about to get punished for what she did. 

“This is your last chance to tell me what happened back at the motel. I am giving you this one time to tell me before I make you tell me.”

Her eyes go wide and no doubt she is thinking I will torture her for the information. I want to torture her, but not in the way she thinks. My way won’t have any blood involved. Well maybe a little. 

I give her two minutes to come clean. When she doesn’t, I let go of her face. I walk over to the small table in our room and take out my keys, wallet, and phone. I can feel her watching me as I do this. I know she is wondering what I am up to, but that’s the way I want her. I want her guessing at what’s to come. 

I turn to her and say, “Undress for me.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Stand up and undress for me. I won’t ask again.”

I can tell she doesn’t want to do anything I’ve said. But she slowly gets up off the bed and starts taking off her shoes. She takes her time as she takes off her pants, followed by her shirt. She stands before me in nothing but her skimpy underwear. I take in the sight of her and damn, my cock is already straining to be free and buried inside of her. 

I slowly walk over to her and I grab the back of her neck. I pull her close to me and when she tries to push me away with her hands, I grab them and put them behind her back. 

“Stop fucking fighting me,” I growl out at her. 

She stills reluctantly and I ease up my hold on her neck. I keep her hands in a tight grip, knowing she might try to hit me if I let go. I pull her close to me again and I lean in to smell her hair. God she smells good. It’s a mixture of lavender and jasmine. 

“You know I have to punish you for what you did earlier,” I whisper into her ear. She shivers and I know now she’s thinking of how I will get the information out of her. As much as she doesn’t want to admit it, she wants this just as bad as I do. 

“I’m going to let go of your hands, but if you try anything, I will handcuff you again. Can you be my good little vixen?”

She nods her head at me and I slowly let go of her hands. They fall to her sides and I use my hand to move up her arms. She closes her eyes and her breathing starts to come out a little faster than it was. When I get to her shoulders I notice the small bruises forming. Another pang of guilt washes through me as I see the marks I left on her. I hadn’t realized I held her so tightly before. I push this stupid feeling of guilt away as I make my way up to her face and using both hands I bring her face to mine. I linger over her lips long enough for the lust of my kiss to fully take over Karen and then I take her mouth. 

I devour her mouth with mine. She lets out a moan when I slip my tongue in her mouth. I don’t think she meant for that to slip out, but hearing it makes my cock twitch. Our tongues dip in and out of each of our mouths and I have to pull back when she starts to lean into me and tries to bring me even closer to her than I already am with her hands. I want her left wanting my kiss. She slowly opens her eyes and I see that the lusty little vixen is with me now. This is the real Karen. This is who she really is. Not some fucking control freak she pretends to be. This Karen wants to be controlled by me and I am going to give it to her. 

I bend my knees on the floor and using my hands I run them slowly up her legs. She has goose bumps prickling all over and I love the sight of them. I look up at her and she’s watching me intently. Her nipples are beaded and I know they are aching for my touch as well. I get to her panties and I rip them off of her. I hear her take in a sharp breath as I toss them on the floor. I didn’t want anything covering her anymore. 

I stand up as I tell her, “I want you on all fours on the bed. Now. Put that pretty fucking ass in the air for me.”

She hesitates. I force her around quickly and before she knows what I am doing, I smack her ass with my hand. It makes a loud slapping sound and she jumps away from me from the pain. 

“When I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it then and there. No hesitation. Now get on the fucking bed as I told you to do before.”

She doesn’t waste a second this time in doing exactly what I demand. She looks like a fucking Goddess in this position. I can’t wait to make her ass turn pink for me. I have to take a few deep breaths to calm myself down. The urge to pound into her already wet pussy is unlike anything I have ever felt before. Hell, I’m still fully dressed. 

I make her wait on her hands and knees for a few moments while I just look at her and take her all in. I have the perfect view of her pink pussy and there’s no hiding how much this is turning her on. By the time I’m finished with her, I want her dripping. When she turns her head to see what I am doing, I quietly and slowly move to her head. As I move, I touch her lightly starting at the back of her thighs, coming over her beautiful ass, up her back, and then I reach her head. Her shudders of pleasure do not go unnoticed, and I revel in it. I grab a handful of her silky blonde hair and I pull her head back, exposing her neck and making her look at me. 

I lean down to lick the side of her exposed neck and I whisper in her ear, “Eyes to the front. Look at the head board.”

She groans. She really is fucking beautiful like this. So open and bare to me. Only me. I want to stake my claim on that tight pussy so goddamn bad. Not yet. Soon. Very soon it will happen. She is really testing me with my will power right now. 

I run my hand up her thigh, up to her ass that’s up in the air just for me. I feel like a kid at the candy store about to buy his favorite kind of candy. I run my hand up her spine slowly making my way up. She drops her head, so I grab a handful of her hair and yank her back. Her yelp excites me. 

I pull her head back to make her look at me as I tell her, “You’re going to tell me who you called today. I am going to make you tell me, and then I am going to make you beg to come.”

I let go of her hair and I take off my belt. The last time I used my hand, but this time I am going to push Karen. I know she needs this. She may not realize it, but I know her. I know her body and how she needs to lose that control. And a part of me needs this as well. I need to punish her. I need to make her see what happens when I am pushed to my limit. 

Before she realizes what I am about to do, I smack her ass with my belt. 

“Ahh fuck!” She tries to scramble away but I grab her hips to put her back in place. 

I continue to use my belt on her. I am careful not to hit her too hard, but just enough to leave that beautiful pink color on her ass. I hit her a few more times, and then I stop. 

“Who did you call today?”

She doesn’t answer me. She doesn’t say anything, so I resume with the belt. She yells out at me. She asks me to stop, but I don’t. I can see this is turning her on. Her entire body is flushed. She arches her back and moves her ass to me right before I hit her. Her pussy is almost dipping wet for me. Her nipples are hard and she grips the comforter on the bed right before I hit her as well. I know she loves this. Her body is telling me she loves it. 

I smack her again and again, wherever it lands. I keep my blows mainly on her ass, and seeing how pink it’s turning, makes me adjust myself more than once. She calls out incoherent words. I think I might have gotten her to the point to where she will tell me what I want to know now. 

“Who did you call today Karen?”

“No one. I … I didn’t get a signal.”

I know she is lying. Why she feels the need to protect Riley so much I will never know. I just want to make sure she actually called Riley and not someone else. I have to be prepared for anything. I begin to hit her some more with my belt. The smack, smack, smack, on her ass is like music to my ears. Her ass is that shade of pink I love so much on her. 

“Tell me Karen.”

She ignores me this time. I feel the need to up my game. Karen is very strong willed and I know I need to push her further into lust to break her down. I toss the belt to the side and jerk her closer to me. She moans out as I caress her ass. I know it will be nice and sore for me tomorrow. I take my hand and I use it to smack her right on her pussy. 

“Oh God.”

I do it again and again. She starts to move more and more into my slaps on her wet pussy now. I start to alternate with slaps to her pussy back to her ass. She keeps moaning loudly and I have to stop for a minute to regain my control over the situation. I move up to her head and with a handful of hair I jerk her back to me. 

“Tell.” Smack. “Me.” Smack. “Who.” Smack. “You.” Smack. “Called.” My hand hovers above her pussy as she waits for the sequence to finish.

She whimpers and tries to shake her head. I let my hand drop. She cries out and it makes my cock throb. I let her head fall and I go right back to where I was before. I need her to break soon or she is going to break me. I don’t know how much more I can do this without fucking her mindless. Her pussy is calling to me like nothing I’ve ever seen before. I have never wanted someone as much as I want her right now. I come down hard on her ass and Karen throws her head back as she calls out my name. Fuck me. 

She is truly my little vixen. I caress her ass with my sore hand and with my other I use my finger to touch her swollen pussy lips. She jerks away from my light touch. I hold her tight with my hand as I continue to touch her pussy. God she is so fucking wet. I can smell how sweet her pussy is. I want to lap every bit of her juices up with my tongue, but I can’t. I will lose all self control if I stick my tongue in her pussy. There’s no way I will be able to stop if I do that. 

When I dip one of my fingers inside of her, we both moan out together. Fuck her pussy is so tight and hot. I want to ram my cock inside of her so much that I have to adjust myself a few times before I can actually get going with my fingers. I know one finger won’t push her over the edge so I continue to push my finger in and out of her pussy. She pushes back on my finger and I smack her ass to let her know to be still for me. I add another finger inside her as I start to thrust deep inside of her. I move my fingers up and down hitting her g-spot just how she loves it. Her pussy is dripping for me now. Her sweet juices start to run down my hand. 

“Jason please…”

“Tell me Karen.”

“I didn’t call anyone! Please!” She begs me. 

She’s almost there. I can feel her quivering now. She slaps the bed with her hands in frustration. I add another finger into my play and I use my other hand to smack her ass some more. She is bucking on my fingers like crazy. She is almost to the point of maddening and blinding lust. Just where I want her to be. I feel her inner walls tighten and I stop all movement. I don’t want her to come yet.

“Fuck! Jason please! I’ll tell you anything you want, just … just fucking make me come!”

“Tell me who you called today. You tell me and I will make this pussy come good and hard.”

“Oh, fuck me. I … I called Riley. She doesn’t know where we are I swear. She couldn’t hear me. Please Jason. Please let me come.”

“Good girl.”

After I finally get my answer I start back at full force. Giving her everything. I finger fuck her pussy hard and fast. I use my other hand to hit her ass some more on. She is so close now. I can feel her orgasm right on my fingertips. 

“Jason!” She calls out over and over to me. She knows she needs my command to come. I want to hold her out longer. I bring her to the edge and back down again and again. Karen can’t control her loud moans anymore. She is all but screaming for me to finish her off. I smack her ass one good and last time. 

“Come for me vixen,” I tell her. And fuck does she come for me. Her pussy instantly clenches around my fingers, pulling them deeper and deeper inside of her. Her back arches even more than it was before. Her legs and arms start to shake at the intensity of her orgasm. I hold onto her hips and pull her back on my fingers when she goes completely still. I bring every drop of her orgasm out till she begs me to stop. I slowly take out my fingers and give her ass one final slap. She collapses on the bed falling onto her stomach. 

I take the fingers I used to fuck her with and I put them into my mouth. I savor the taste of her and the time will come when I can have my tongue all over her pussy. I move to the top of the bed as she moves her head to the side. She is breathing hard, sweat covers her forehead, and I know her orgasm took a lot of out her. Her eyes are closed and a few strands of her hair fall over her face. I bend down and curl her tresses behind her ear. She opens her eyes and gazes into mine. I can still see lust in hers. Knowing I satisfied her to the point of exhaustion, fills me with pride. Making her come hard on my fingers is unlike any kind of pleasure I have had before. I had meaningless sex with countless of other women, but this is different. An unknown emotion starts to build in my chest. I frown not understanding what the feeling is or means. Karen watches me with curious eyes and I slowly raise up to scoop her in my arms. Her hands wrap around my neck and I carry her to the bathroom. I sit her down on the toilet as I run her bath water. Once the water is ready, I pick her up again and slowly lower her into the tub. She hisses out, but quickly relaxes as she lowers herself deeper in the water.