Curtains (15 page)

"
Looks like you could use this more than us. Take care
.
"
I walked out of that store, certain we would cross paths again one day. But no matter what,
I
'
d be ready for her.

I drove my route home, loving the way fall crept in on the heels of summer so subtly. I reveled in the crisp feeling of the seaso
n
'
s air as I rolled down my window and welcomed it, a smile on my face. I
t
'
s arrival brought the realization of how much had changed since
I
'
d last taken notice.

A year ago, I was completely miserable, unable to please a husband who no longer loved me and left me unfulfilled. And close to becoming another divorcee who sat on a shrin
k
'
s couch and whined about her husban
d
'
s inadequacies.

I stepped out hurt, afraid, insecure and scared.

The bravest thing I ever did was take a chance and step out of my comfort zone to experience what I knew I was missing. The smartest thing I ever did was gowith my instinct about Rhys and force him to give m
e
another chance. The hardes
t
thing
I
'
d ever done was ride out the aftermath of my failed marriage, hoping for a silver lining.

I now lived in that silver lining.

I had been crazy to think I could replace my reality and live in a fantasy with something else
.
Rhys tried to keep his from me. He’
d
wanted to protect me, to keep as much of the fantasy as possible jus
t
as I'
d
needed to be disillusioned. Because in the end, tha
t
'
s all there i
s
..
.
reality.

My knight in shining armor was a sex-crazed, ex-Dom that carried a diaper bag. But he was also a smart, sensitive, and sexy man who loved me. I was
n
'
t the damsel in distress I had led myself to believe. I was worth more and capable of much more than I imagined. Rhys helped me embrace it, while Alex tried to rob me of it. In the end, I realized the quality of my life was determined by the people I surrounded myself with.

I loved my reality. I loved my silver lining. I smiled hearing the ping, knowing the source of my message.

R: Pussy here NOW!

My mind raced at the ever-changing possibilities that awaited me.

V: On my way. Do
n
'
t I get a color?

R: GOLD

My chest squeezed as I turned into our drive and stared at the porc
h
—
our
porch. In a few billion steps I would be in his arms, where I belonged.
I
'
d just sold my house and made his my permanent residence at his urging and I could
n
'
t imagine it any other way. Rhys was home, as he promised h
e
'
d be. Bryce was my world.

It may have taken me a year to get here, to this place where I felt safe and happy and sated all at the same time without feeling guilty or afraid it would end. Deep down I knew I deserved it, that the bad realities that had come to pass would help me to appreciate the good. And tha
t
'
s exactly what I intended to do as long as I was livin
g
..
.
be thankful.

For the first time in my life, I was truly in lov
e
..
.
aliv
e
..
.
and awake.

I had waited for her at the door after
I
'
d just lit the house with every candle I could find. I was nervous, a feeling I had
n
'
t felt in years becaus
e
o
f
a woman.
I
was the one who intimidated and slightly manipulated my way into their psyche. This whole year had been a new experience for me and I was fine with that. But on this night in particular, I really wanted that control back. I was used to it, taking calculated risks with partners when in reality I already knew what the outcome would be. In this case, I was screwed.

Do
m
'
s do
n
'
t often propose.

“
Four bedrooms three and a half baths, hardwoods throughout, vaulted ceilings with crown molding, a state of the art kitchen, and as you can see, plenty of living space downstairs as well as a bonus room upstair
s
.
”
I walked through the house, pointing out various selling points. I looked amongst the crowded room and found a few of the couples attending the open house had wandered on their own to tour the home. I quickly took inventory of the few whose attention I still had and froze when I saw a pair of familiar eyes. I could
n
'
t help my smile as I continued on to the study with the remaining interested parties, minus one Dom who looked at me with expectancy.

"
What year is this home
?
"
a lady in what looked like her late sixties asked innocently as I stared at the man behind her who had
n
'
t taken his eyes off me. My heart beat spiked as I gazed back at him, growing hotter with each passing second. His stare was filled with hunger and his posture let me know he had every intention of getting his fill. The air thickened as I took in his perfect appearance. His thick black hair was combed back immaculately. His black suit fit him too well, and I was
n
'
t alone in appraising him. A few of the wives spent an enormous amount of effort trying to conceal their obvious lust. His full lips turned up only slightly as I licked my own lips and my sex began to pulse. I took my bottom lip with my teeth as I smiled at him, curious about his intention. His answer was in his eyes undressing me, fucking me as his blazin
g
eyes stare
d
at my lips then my throat, letting them glide down to my rising, rapidly moving chest then further down and back up, achingly slow.

"
Umm,
I
'
m sorry. It was built in ninety-seven
,
"
I said, trying my best to regain my ability to concentrate on the questions flying at me.

I felt my phone vibrate and checked the text quickly.

R: You have 97 seconds to take off your panties.

"
No
,
"
I said firmly and indirectly to the man behind the lady questioning me
.
"
I
'
m sorry. I
t
'
s ninety-nine and the roof was replaced just last year
.
"
I averted my gaze to the younger couple staring through the family room window to the backyard. I felt him close behind me, my arousal growing with his proximity. I was wet, soaked, and had to squeeze my thighs together at the discomfort. I felt the burn start in my neck, the heat rising to my cheeks as I continued to try to keep it together.

"
Ther
e
'
s plenty of room for a pool and garden as well as an additional half acr
e
—
"
My phone vibrated again, cutting into my train of thought.

R: Sixty seconds.

"
No
!
"
I said quickly, confusing everyone around me
.
"
I
'
m sorry. Where was I
?
"

I felt my pocket vibrate again and instead of looking at the screen,
I excused myself to address Rhys briefly as he grinned at my frustration. I closed the short distance between us as he leaned in and whispered to me, his breath hot on my skin.

"
Twenty seconds, Violet, or I take your pretty pink pussy in front of all of these fine, interested buyers
.
"

"
This is not funny.
I
'
m at work
,
"
I whispered.

His eyes hardened as he leaned in close and whispered firmly
,
"
And
I
'
m not laughing. Ten seconds, Violet, or
I
'
ll do it myself
.
"

I excused myself to the restroom in a near sprint to keep his threat at bay. Seconds later, I was out of the bathroom with my panties in hand and stuffed them in Rhy
s
'
s suit jacket pocket on my way back out to the group. Less than a minute later, my pocket vibrated. I looked at him, shaking my head no firmly as he took a step toward me. I quickly looked at
my phone.

R:
I
'
m going to need to fuck my pretty pussy within the next two minutes. Make it happen.

I groaned out loud in frustration as I read the text. Was he fucking serious? I had a house full of people, there was no way I could clear them out that quickly. I texted back as I showcased the kitchen.

V: Rhys this is my JOB!

R:
I
'
m priority. One minute.

"
And over here we have the dining room
,
"
I said, already hot at the thought his cock would be inside me in seconds. There was no denying him, he would make sure of it. I was soaked with thoughts of him filling me. I was also panicking and needed a plan.

"
Okay, if everyone will step upstairs and have a look around, I will be up shortly
.
"
I saw Rhys smirk and grew furious with the position I was being put in.

"
Can I ask a question about the flooring
?
"
the oldest woman of the group asked as she thoroughly inspected the wood for scratches.

"
Actually, if everyone could head upstairs, I will answer all your questions
,
"
I answered quickly, ushering the way to the second floor.

She hmphedand continued her questioning
.
"
I just wanted t
o
—
"

"
Upstairs! Everyone upstairs
!
"
They all looked at me surprised at my insistence and quickly moved upstairs as Rhys approached me from behind, sliding my skirt up inch by inch as I watched the last of them ascend the steps.

"
Rhys
,
"
I snapped as I whirled on him. He picked me up, quickly wrapping my legs around him, his engorged cock pulsing against my wet center and walked me toward the wall. As soon as my back hit the hard surface, he cupped my breast roughly and all my words fell away.

"
Tell me you need it
,
"
he grunted, releasing his cock from his pants and sliding his thickness along my wet center, making it impossible for me to catch my breath. He pinned my arms above my head and commanded my attention, sliding himself back and forth against my soaked clit. I heard the shuffle of the people above us and quickly tried to free myself from his grip.

"
Rhys, not right here
,
"
I pleaded as I glanced behind me at the empty stairwell.

"
Right here, right now
,
"
he answered as he pushed inside me completely in one thrust and I moaned involuntarily. His face strained as he said
,
"
Perfect
.
"

"
Oh God, Rhys, please
.
"
My protest diminished and turned into a plea at the feel of him.

"
Tel
l
"
—
thrus
t
—
"
m
e
"
—
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t
—
"
yo
u
"
—
thrus
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—
"
nee
d
"
—
thrust, thrust, thrus
t
—
"
m
y
"
—
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—
"
coc
k
"
—
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t
—
"
Violet
.
"

I gripped his hips with my thighs in answer and clinched my sex tightly, watching the heat in his eyes amplify at the feel of me. I leaned in and bit his bottom lip hard as he punished me, my blouse catching on the snags of the hard surface of the wall. Letting go of my arms, he pumped into me hard and fast, letting my back rest on the wall as he pulled our bodies away slightly so we were joined at an angle and I felt every hard inch of him.

"
If you wo
n
'
t tell me, Violet, your body will. It always does. Do you feel how well we fit
?
"
He lifted my shirt, sliding his thumb over my nipple then pinching hard as he drove into me, gripping my hip with his other hand and squeezing hard
.
"
Do you feel how much I want you? Answer me
,
"
he demanded.

"
Yes, Rhys. Oh, God,
I
—
"
I lost the ability to breathe as he thrust in harder, slamming my back against the wall.

"
Do
n
'
t ever try to deny me; i
t
'
s pointless
,
"
he bit out as I tilted my head back. I bit my bottom lip in an attempt to stifle my moan
.
"
Eyes on mine as I fuck my pretty pussy
,
"
he ordered, his hands on my hips digging in deeper, grinding his thickness into me. Our connection grew more intense as we watched our reaction to each other, mouths parted, our need undeniable. His eyes told me what his body reiterated with each movement, and what I knew without doubt: I belonged to him.

"
Fuck me
,
"
I urged as I reveled in the feel of him moving my hips hard and fast in perfect rhythm.

"
Mrs. Volz
?
"
I heard the call from above. It was that same damned woman
.
"
Mrs. Volz
?
"

Rhys sped up and gripped my throat hard as I clinched around him. I burst, taking quick breaths as he fed on my reaction
.
"
I
'
m coming
!
"
I gasped out in reply to her as he worked me, his hunger washing over me. He licked my nipple then trailed lower to bite the swell of my breast as he continued to rip into me relentlessly. When I felt him thickening in anticipation of his release, he let my legs down and pushed me to my knees. I looked up at him just as his thick, coated tip brushed my lips
.
"
Rhys, I need your cock
.
"
I took his orgasm as he stroked my face tenderly. When I had taken all of it, he pulled me from my knees and swatted me playfully on the butt
.
"
Way to be the good little wife
,
"
he teased.