Dangerously In Love (4 page)

We cleaned up afterwards and
I took her home before my family returned. On the way in the car I explained
some things to her. Might as well get this shit out in the open. She needed to
know that the Roman who loved her and treated her like a fucking queen was
still there, but that motherfucker had evolved. The lover was now going to be
sole owner and proprietor. Her ass was mine, if she didn’t know that shit
before she soon will.

"I know what you want
from me Vicki, but it's not gonna happen, not yet anyway. Do you remember how
you felt when you thought I was cheating on you? Well that was only a thought
and it took you two months to even speak to me again. But now the tables are
turned only this time you actually did fucking cheat, but you expect me to just
say all is forgiven and go on like before. Not fucking possible. First because
we're never gonna be the same again and you have to pay for fucking that up.
Secondly, it's going to take me a long fucking time to get over what you did
and trust your ass again. I warned you before about him, but you swore to me
you were just friends. So how did it go from just friends to having to prove a
point to him?

I'm not asking you to
understand my position, I don't care if you understand,
it
is what it is. But there's something you should know. You awakened something
inside me that was better left asleep, now you have to deal with that shit. As
of today I’m taking complete ownership of you. I will curtail your freedom, you
won't be able to pick up and go to Northwick without telling me, in fact asking
me first. No more hanging with the girls whenever you feel like without me
knowing about it. I will tell you when, who, and how. If you can't live with that
get out and walk away."

She didn't move an inch, but she did look a
little like Bambi caught in the headlights.

Victoria-Lynn

I'm so scared right now, not
scared for my life scared, but kinda you know. Only just not in a physical way,
I'm afraid that he'll leave me. I was a basket case the last time we broke up I
don't think I could survive this time without him.

I didn't understand what he
was saying though; he wanted to control me? That sounded like a Lifetime movie of
the week waiting to happen. I don't believe for a second that Roman would ever
harm me physically, spanking my ass not withstanding, but how far is he gonna
go?

I'm not completely stupid, I
know most of this is his hurt pride talking. I know my cuddle bear is under
there somewhere. My only hope is that when he finally does forgive me we can
get back to where we were. That's the life I'll fight for, that's the reason
I'll put up with whatever he dishes out. Because that life was beautiful, it
had tremendous promise.

Why couldn't life come with
some sort of road map? You know, a GPS that said go here, don't go there do
this don't do that. Then maybe it could've warned me what a stupid fuck thing
it was to do, kissing Timmy.

Now not only was Roman mad at
me but I was losing my best friend. That's another thing, how was I supposed to
cut Timothy out of my life completely? We've been friends forever, our dads
were practically joined at the hip, and although Timothy had been pushy a lot
lately, it was I not him who had instigated that kiss.

I did it to end his nonsense
about us trying to be a couple so we could get back to being friends, but look
how well that went. I'll have to find a way to keep him away or I could lose
the best thing in my life. I could do it his way if it meant getting us back. I
just had to work hard to prove to him that he could trust me. Then again I
wasn't so good in the proving things department.

ROMAN

I left her at her house and
headed back to Northwick. Somewhere between fucking her and laying down the law
I had an idea and since it was the day before Christmas I had to move quick.

When I got home my mom and
sis went ape shit over my new acquisition.

"Hands off ladies this
is for sweet cheeks." I hightailed it upstairs before they could attack
the fuck out of me, and set up my new find in my room.

I almost called her but
didn't. That's some shit I would've done before, we would spend hours on the
fucking phone even if we had just seen each other,
it
was sweet. I liked sweet I wanted sweet back. Maybe one day I'll get the
picture of the two of them outta my head and we'd get back to sweet. Who the
fuck knows? Sweet or not, she was mine and she was going to stay mine.

I know that douche is still
gonna
try to see her, I'm waiting to see what she'll do. If
I was worth anything to her! If we were worth anything to her she'd do the
right thing.

I spent some time pondering
whether to give her
her
other gifts. I know how much
she likes that shit and really it wasn't going to change anything. So in the
end I decided to give them to her. You knew you were gonna do that shit anyway.
Shut the fuck up you.

Later that night like a
fucking sap I headed to her house, okay I missed the fuck out of her alright.
Not just the sex, just her, being around her. I missed her laugh, her smile. I
haven't heard her laugh in a long fucking time.

I knew the sheriff would be
passed out in front of the TV or in bed by now so I climbed through her window.
She was asleep on her back the covers half off; her body sprawled all over the
damn bed. My girl sleeps wild.

She must've sensed me the way
she always does because she opened her eyes and looked right at me. She did one
of those stretching while smiling things people do when waking up from a good
dream before she remembered that I was crazy boyfriend, then she got just a
touch wary. Probably thought I was here to give her another talking to.

I walked over to the bed
toeing off my shoes while pulling my shirt over my head. "Move over."
She scooted to her side and I climbed in drawing her to me. She smelled fucking
amazing and she was wearing one of my old college shirts that she had pilfered
before. I loved knowing that she still slept in my shit. That meant I hadn't
alienated her with my demands. I still meant that shit though, there's no way I
was backing down from that. I needed it. For my own fucking sanity I needed it.

I needed to stamp that
fucking dog out of her existence. That's the only way I will be satisfied, when
he was no longer a part of her life in any way shape or form. That's the price
she had to pay.

ROMAN

I woke up early the next
morning; it's Xmas.
 
I watched my girl's
face as she slept, so beautiful, fuck. I'm not surprised that other men like sniffing
around her, but where before I laughed that shit off, this experience has
taught me I can't be too lax. She has a mile of fucking jet-black hair and eyes
the color of the Caribbean Sea. She’s short but I like that shit. And her ass,
fuck, her ass is a sculptor’s wet dream. I studied her as my heart did that
happy shit it always does around her. Why baby? Fuck let it go Roman, just let
it go for now, just for today.

I know her dad would soon be
up and about. Usually by now I would be gone, but I’d prepared well for this.
I'd parked a couple streets over no one would mess with my shit I was sure.

I planned on staying until he was gone which
should be in about another hour.

I worked my way beneath the covers, pulled her
boy shorts to the side and feasted. She woke up cumming in my mouth. She caught
her scream in her throat when she realized what was going on. She turned to
stone for a second when she put it all together.

We were in her house, the sun
was up, her father was home and I was about to fuck her. I guess we'd just have
to be as quiet as possible. I pulled her shorts off.

I slid up her body and face planted in her neck
as I slipped inside her warm wet heat. Damn she felt good on my dick first
thing in the morning. I teased her with slow and easy strokes; couldn't have
the headboard banging against the wall now could we?

I'd barely got ten good
strokes in before I heard the sheriff heading down the hallway. She tensed in
fear of being caught but I wasn't stopping, the door was locked.

"We're doing this, relax and enjoy."
I whispered that shit in her ear as I continued stroking in and out of her. I
could tell this shit was exciting her even with her fear because she was
drowning my cock with her juices. I went for her breast and had to put my hand
over her mouth to muffle her moans. She was pushing up into me silently begging
for more so I gave it to her. I hit her G-spot while I bit down on her nipple
and she bit the fuck out of my hand as she went off like a rocket.

My dick
was
loving
that shit, she squeezed me so tight I thought she would break my
shit off.

"Whose pussy is this Victoria-Lynn?"
I growled in her ear.

"Yours, baby." She could barely get
the words out they were all breathy and shit.

"Don't you ever forget that shit, it's
mine, I'll take it whenever I want, wherever I want yeah!" She could only
nod as I took that moment to grind harder into her pussy.

"Vicki you up yet?"

She tried to stop again but I wasn't having
that shit I pressed my thumb down on her clit and had her writhing on my dick.

"Tell him no."

"Not yet dad, I think I'm gonna sleep
in."

"Good girl." I kissed her ear; her
voice hadn't given anything away. I'm sure he couldn't tell I was in there
fucking the shit out of her. I kept fucking her while he moved around
downstairs.

At some point I threw one of
her legs over my shoulder, opening her wider so I could plow deeper into her.
Every once in a while I would give her a hard stroke, which shook the bed. I'm
not sure if the sheriff could hear that shit or not, I just knew this shit was
hot as fuck. It wasn't like at my house, my parents knew we fucked and since I
had my own floor it didn't matter what the fuck we did. But this shit was
different this shit had danger written all over it.

"Please, please,
please."

She was whispering a chant in my ear, but I
wasn't ready for this shit to end yet. So I pulled out and worked my way back
down her body. I licked and bit her while finger fucking her soaking wet pussy.
It’s a wonder he couldn't hear that shit through the door. I licked her dry
then turned her over, hands holding onto the bed head, while I entered her from
behind.

Damn I was so deep in her pussy I was sure I
had to be hurting her, but it felt fucking amazing. I played with my sweet
cheeks as I fucked her long and hard. Her ass is what got her
her
nickname; Sweet cheeks, the sweetest ass anywhere.

I guess she forgot her father
was in the house or she’d stopped giving a fuck because she pushed back on my
cock harder and harder. I fondled her tits and bit into her neck while grinding
my cock into her. “Still.” She stopped moving, her breathing choppy, her pussy
flexing around my cock. I wanted to play. I played with her clit with one hand,
pinched her nipple with the other and flexed my cock deep inside her pussy.
“Don’t move.” I bit her ear when she started to move.

“Please.” Her voice was a
hoarse whisper.” I licked down her neck over the marks I’d left there before
taking the same bit of flesh between my teeth and sucking hard. I pulled out
halfway and slid back in, her body trembled and her hands tightened on the bed.
“You sure you want to belong to me?” She nodded her head and turned her mouth
for mine. I played with her tongue before sucking it into my mouth. I rode her
until she clenched around my cock and it pulsed and spewed inside her. I
swallowed her scream as we came together.

After the sheriff left we got
cleaned up in their tiny ass bathroom.

"Get dressed lets go." She didn't
question me. Good, she always was a quick learner.

She put on a blue cashmere sweater and a pair
of skinny jeans with her ballet flats. I knew what all that shit was because my
mom had shown it to me when she bought them for Vicki's last birthday. My girl
looked hot as fuck.

We walked out the front door
and the sight of her truck almost made me see red.

"I'm getting you a new car and you're
getting rid of this piece of shit."

"But I like my truck, it has
character." She tried to be cute.

"Yeah? Well I'm well aware that that fucking
mutt and his old man used to own it and they're the ones who fixed it up for
you. There's no fucking way you're riding around in something that he had a
part in ever again."

"What will I tell my
dad?"

"You're seventeen, you have a boyfriend, a
boyfriend who has money. We've been together for more than a year. He'll get
over it."

She didn't look too sure but I wasn't backing
down, those days were done.

"I can break it to him if you want."
Just like I could tell him that in this state at the age of seventeen I could
move her the fuck out of his house into mine and I would if he fucked with me.

No way was I asking his
permission on the car thing though. I'm well aware her father is team Timmy.
Him and the mutt's father were tight, they probably had dreams of their
offspring getting together and giving them grand babies. Fuck if I was ever
gonna let that shit happen.

The only babies my baby was
ever gonna have would come from me. I'd put my life on that. I won't disrespect
the sheriff, but he wasn't standing in my way again. I lived with his cold
shoulder and snide remarks bullshit to make things easy on my girl but all that
shit was dead.

He could accept me or not,
his choice, but I'm gonna let him know I'm here to stay. No more of his passive
aggressive fuckery. I'm gonna start calling him on all his shit from now on.
There's no give left in me. My father always said 'begin as you mean to go on'.
Well I'm taking his advice.

"I'm parked around the corner, let's
go."

We walked to my car and I drove her to my
house.

It was Xmas after all couldn't have my girl
spending the day alone. I'm not that fucking heartless.