Personal Experiences (47 page)

I know the color of my face had turned two shades redder than what was the norm.

"Yep" he popped off and layed back down.

I had my back to him and was mumbling shit under my breath and didn't realize that he had gotten out of bed and was standing behind me. He picked me up around my waist and hurled me over his shoulder.

"What the fuck are you doing!" I shrieked. I don't know who he thought he was, but he couldn't manhandle people this way. I was kicking my feet up and hitting him in his back, but he was not putting me down.

"You wanna stay out all night long, make me fucking worry about you?" He tossed me down on the bed and caged me in with his arms around my head and did a pushup to get down in my face. "You wanna be selfish, and not think of others with the stunts that you pull, Elleny?" He was down in my face. I couldn't see anything but those big, beautiful eyes. "Honey, I know you're husband doesn't give a shit about you, but I do dammit! When are you going to realize that?" I put my hands up on his chest to push him away, he barely budged. Dammit, foiled again.

"Really…you care so much for me, huh…then who were you out with last night drinking at a bar with, huh?" That got him to soften a bit. I pushed against him again, this time it worked. I stood up quickly and went to the other side of the room. "Yeah, you think I'm a fucking amateur at smelling liquor and perfume on a man? Trust me, I live with a professional, Trevor. You didn't just stumble upon a naive little girl who sucks up your bullshit as though it was liquid through a straw. Hmmm, let me guess…" I put my index finger up to my lips and my eyes to the ceiling as though I'm actually contemplating thinking. "…Maybe Sara? Hmmmmm, no, she's young enough to have a curfew. Her momma done ground her if she steps in one minute after ten. Maybe some chick you picked up in the bar…oh even better, the bar downstairs….that would make it just fucking perfect. The woman that you supposedly have been pining over for seventeen years up stairs; dreaming of her wedding gown, and what color flowers she will carry down the aisle while you pump and prod the "Can't turn a whore into a housewife" chick?" I make my hand in a fist and start going up in down with it as though I'm jacking off air. Or…" I'm getting ready for the explosion that's about to take place, but I don't give a fuck, he's not going to put me in a corner like this; I don't owe him shit! "…maybe you met up with Natasha." His head spun around, his eyes catching mine and he knew I knew.

"Fucking Sara!" he closed his eyes. Yep…busted.

"Well, why I think I hit a sore spot with that one."

I started to grab my pants and shirt to head to the bathroom, I wasn't staying in here. I was hungry and fucking tired.

"What the fuck did she say to you?"

I looked back at him, was he serious? Did he really want to go down this road? Well, I didn't.

"She said enough…oh and by the way, the seat for the next in line to have a nice royal fucking from you already has been acquired, so make sure you spout off all that bullshit you've been spouting off to me, she will lick… it… up!"

I didn't think a man could move so fast in all my life; at least not a human man. One minute he was standing near the bed, the next he had me pinned up against the wall. He flipped me around so my front was to the wall, this was not funny. He knew how bad I hated this. I felt his hand run down my back until he came to my bra strap.

"Where the fuck is the clasp" his voice was shaky again. I pushed him too far this time.

"It's in the front." Just as I was finishing that, I heard the rip. He tore the back strap of my bra, then he worked his way down to my panties. I heard the shred from the side where he had ripped them too. He was paying for this shit, I didn't wear cheap intimates.

He chuckled by my ear as I felt his body push against mine. I closed my eyes. "I thought maybe, since I was tired from being up all night long worrying over you and having a pretty shitty hangover, I'd make love to you nice and easy this morning; maybe work off the rest of the alcohol that was left in my system after pacing the floor. But I see you had a different plan in mind." He ran his hand over my ass cheek and then gave it a quick slap. "Ouch!"

"Now, this is how this is gonna work. You get a choice; either I'm gonna fuck you like this, until you realize that I'm not that fuckin prick husband of yours and you blow your load all over me like you did the other mornin. Or, I'm gonna fuck you like this, until you realize that my feelings for you are bigger than the both of us and you stop denying it, and until you stop thinkin that there is someone else that will be takin your place because, there never was and there never will be. Obviously, my words can't scream that loud enough for you, maybe my cock will be. At least enough for you to believe. Now what's it gonna be?"

Well, this didn't look good for me; either way. I was going to be fucked up against this wall. Here I stood, completely naked up against a wall, with my head turned to the side. I had two choices to pick from and neither one of them were worth considering. I closed my eyes and didn't say a word.

"I'm waiting for your answer, Elleny." He rolled his hips against my back side; I could feel how hard he was against me.

I still didn't answer. I was not giving into his pathetic little games. I am a grown woman. I don't do ultimatums.

"Oh I see, now all the sudden, when I want you to open your mouth you wanna be tight lipped huh? Well, since you wanna play the game that way, how bout I take away your choices and just fuck you for both reasons. That sound good to you? I'll take that as a yes".

He brushed his cheek against mine, I could feel his stubble rub against the soft skin of my cheek. It scratched a little, but I had a feeling that was nothing compared to what I was about to go through.

He lowered his face down to my neck and rubbed his nose up against me. "You're smell is an aphrodisiac to me." I heard him inhale long, breathing my scent in. My eyes still closed, I shut everything down other than my sense of touch. Every inch of my skin he touched felt as if it was on fire. His hands were still holding mine up against the wall, so all he had to caress me with was his nose. He ran it down the back of my neck, following the path of my spine; taking in breath through his nose every so often. He was teasing me and he knew it. He made his way to the bottom of my back and stopped. He pulled away from me.

"Spread your legs, Elle." I didn't respond either verbally or physically. I just stood there. He wanted this, he was gonna have to work for it. He stood back up straight and put his face back up against my cheek. I could feel his hot breath coming quicker than before, he was turned on, and he was about to lose control with my actions.

"Did you hear what I said to you?" I didn't say anything.

"Still nothing huh…ok well, we can do this the hard way then. Whether you like it or not Elleny, I'm breaking you, do you understand me?" I didn't respond. "I'm going to remove my hand from yours, if you move it, I'll restrain you another way." Oh fuck, please tell me he's not into that, because I'm just about ready to run out of here naked, I don't care. I felt his hand, very slowly move away from mine and head down the same path he just went down with his nose; I got goose bumps as he softly touched the sensitive area. His hand didn't stop at the top of my ass this time. It continues down the middle. He finally found what he was looking for.

His face, still up on my cheek, he began to moan "mmmmm, I see you like this little game as much as I do. You're sloppy wet, baby."

Shit, my body has betrayed me again.

I was trying my hardest to ignore his words but I couldn't. His fingers continued their torture running back and forth between my core and my clit. He eventually began circling me over and over slowly. "This right here…" He began to circle around my clit faster. "This is what's gonna to give you away, Elle." His fingers felt so good against me. He was building me up, he knew that. All he had to do was get me to a certain point and I would do whatever he asked; Bastard!

Lightly running his fingers across the small bundle of nerves, I gasped. He had me where he wanted me and he knew it. Softly, "Spread your legs for me, baby" I immediately spread for him. His finger diverted back to where they first had come from, and slowly he entered me.

"Mmmmm, oh yeah, that's the spot right there. This is the spot that I'm speaking to." He pushed his finger in farther, and I moaned. Shit, it felt so good when he was inside of me. "You like that, don't you?" he was still whispering against my face; his breath was hot and the combination of senses was almost overwhelming to me. He laid his lips up on the side of my neck. His voice was still very low and very quiet. "Answer me, Elleny." I didn't bother opening my eyes, I didn't want to see him. He would know that he had won, and I couldn't have that. I breathed out "yes". He kissed my neck again; this time I felt his tongue touch my skin. "Good girl." His finger drew out then plunged back in slowly. "I'm going to drop my other hand from yours and the same rule applies, you understand me?" I didn't answer again. I didn't want to tell him yes; I wasn't a fucking child! I was finding this to be crueler than Bear's tactics. If I just agreed with him, maybe he would've let me go.

Finally I spoke. "Ok, you win TJ, let me go. I don't think that you're fucking around, or whatever you said, and if it bothers you that much, you can turn me backwards and fuck me. Ok…there I said it, you can let me loose now."

I heard him chuckle, his voice still whispering, while mine was fluctuating everywhere; it was giving me away. "Tsk, tsk Elle, that's not what I asked you. I asked you if you understood me. I tried talking with you, that didn't work; now since you let me know with that little outburst, I can see that this is working beautifully."

Fuck!!! He was pissing me off. His finger was still working me, I could feel my wetness dripping down my leg. He was mind-fucking me as well as finger-fucking me. "Oh Elle, right now you're every man's fantasy, but I'm the only one who is able to experience it firsthand. You're pussy's so wet it's dripping, you're beautiful body's up against a wall, spread open for me, if you could only see yourself." I felt his finger leave my body and I was empty. He took his hand and ran it up the inside of my leg, collecting my essence on his fingers. He brought it up to the side of my face and I watched as he put his fingers straight to his nose and inhaled. "Smells just as sweet today as it did the day you became mine." He then plunged his fingers in his mouth, closed his eyes and moaned. "Tastes just as sweet too".

Holy shit! I was getting ready to orgasm right here on the spot. He turned my head so that it was farther to the side and put his mouth over mine. Immediately he forced his tongue in my mouth. I could taste myself on his tongue. He broke the kiss. "Taste that, Elleny? Taste how sweet you are…and it's all mine." Suddenly, I felt him rub his naked skin against my back. "Do you feel that, Elle?" I didn't answer him. "Grab it Elle, I need to feel your hand around me." I stood there a moment without moving. I felt his hand return between my legs, and go straight back to my clit. He began to go around the now bulging bundle of nerves slowly attempting to build my orgasm back up. "You can't stand for me to be away too long from this part of you. Can you, baby? Well, if you wanted me here, all you had to do was ask." His fingers began to speed up; I was building yet again. I began to roll my hips to compensate for the feeling of his finger. "Yes, that's it, you're so close. Grab my cock, Elle." I reached behind me and felt him in my hands. He was dripping just about as much as I was. I heard him hiss against my face.

 I picked up my head and leaned it back, into him, needing to remove the space between us. "Who does my cock belong to, Elleny?" I began to stroke him slowly, then a bit faster following the same rhythm he was using on me. He moved my hand away from him and grabbed himself and positioned it to my entrance. I pushed my ass back to urge him to fill me up. "Answer me now, Elleny or you don't get it at all. I will stroke one off and you won't get my cock." I pushed against him again, trying to tease him as much as he had been teasing me. There was no way in hell he would've wasted that on his hand. "One more chance, Elleny…who does it belong to?" I was quiet. I felt his hands leave me and I turned my head to see him standing behind me, stroking himself fast and hard. Fuck, he was serious. "Me!!" I screamed…"It belongs to me!" Just at that moment, he entered me fast and hard. I screamed in pleasure, I felt so full of him; he pounded against me hard again. "Who does this pussy belong to, Elleny?" he thrusted against me so hard, I was riding up the wall. "Say it, Elleny! Fucking tell me!!!

"You" I screamed. "It belongs to you!"

"Whose are you, Elleny?"

"I'm yours, Trevor!" I screamed just as loud. I felt my orgasm growing bigger and bigger. He took his hand around to the front of me and just barely laid his finger against me.

"And who are you going to spend the rest of your life with, Elleny?"

"You, goddammit; you" I said through sobs.

I broke over the edge and orgasmed. It was so strong; I had to let him hold me up. I felt his orgasm hit almost with mine. He turned me around to look at him. Still attached, he walked us to the bed. He softly laid me down. Sweat mixed with tears were rolling down my face. I didn't know what I was going to do. He was bound and determined to make this work, when I knew it wouldn't. He pushed my hair out of my face. He wiped under my eyes; I knew because of being exhausted and just literally fucked until I couldn't see straight, I had to be a hot mess. He looked up at me as though he was reading my mind.

"God, you're so beautiful, I love you so much, Elle. I hope you can see that. I won't be apart from you again. I hope you understand that." He leaned down and laid a gentle kiss against my lips. I could taste the sweat on his top lip, and that even tasted like him. I couldn't talk; I just shook my head in acknowledgement.

"We're not doing anything this weekend other than spending it together." He informed me. "Whatever you would like to do, it's completely up to you." I laid there with his weight on me, him stroking the hair out of my face and I said in the order I'd like to do it. "I'd like a shower, I need to eat and I need to sleep." He laughed for a moment and then proceeded to inform me; "Done!"