Scars of the Future (31 page)

“Sweetheart, you tell me your name or after this, when I have you on your hands and knees, I won’t be so gentle.” He thrust into me forcefully, as if to prove a point.

“M-Maddie,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.

“Maddie, I like it. You feel fucking amazing.”

He dipped his head and pushed his face into the crook of my neck as he moved faster and faster. The alcohol induced haze was almost completely gone and mortified embarrassment mixed with undiluted fear replaced it. He grunted into my shoulder as he thrust in and out and his grip was like a vice on my knee as I tried to pull it away from him. I attempted to pull my arms from his grip but, like my knee, he only increased the hold on them until it hurt.

“Please get off of me!” I cried in between sobs, my voice sounding more like my own.  I tried to thrash my body to get out from his hold but his breathing kicked up harder and I realized my fighting was probably doing more for his arousal than anything.

After what felt like hours, or maybe even days, he groaned loudly and slammed into me hard before stilling. His breathing was ragged against my skin, and he gave my knee another pinch before standing straight and pulling himself out of me. He let my knee drop but kept ahold of my wrists. His fingers grabbed my chin and he turned my face towards his.

“Look at me,” he demanded in a low, husky voice. When I didn’t open my eyes he gripped my chin tightly and shook it. “Maddie.”

I opened my eyes slowly and looked at him in the darkness of the night. He just stared at me for a moment before a grin started to slowly fill his face. He leaned forward and ran his disgusting tongue down my cheek, lapping up the tears that were still falling down it.

“That was fun now, wasn’t it?” I didn’t answer and he let out another low chuckle. “Oh gorgeous, you’re a fabulous ride.” He let my hands drop and I stayed still against the wall, frozen in uncertainty of what he’d do next. He slid the condom off and tossed it behind him as he pulled his pants up.

He reached out towards me, and I recoiled against the wall. That just made him laugh again and he smoothed my hair before reaching down and flipping the cup of my bra back over my breast.

“Tasted like candy,” he said as he winked and then bent down to pull my pants back up.

He had just reached them when I brought my knee up as hard as I could. It connected with his face, making a disgustingly satisfying noise and taking him by surprise. He stumbled backwards, falling on his ass and I moved as fast as possible. I pulled my pants up, not even bothering to see if I was covered and sprinted towards the door.

“You bitch!” He screamed behind me, but I was too scared to look back.

I ran through the door and down the hallway towards the bar. I frantically looked for Sydney, but I couldn’t distinguish her from the other people. I glanced behind me, and even though I didn’t see him coming, I was sure he would once he recovered.

I moved towards the bar, hoping to find her there, and instead my gaze collided with Josh. He was staring at me with a confused look on his face before his eyes traveled down to where I was still holding my unbuttoned pants up with one hand. His expression hardened and he moved quickly around the bar until he was standing in front of me.

“Madelyn,” he said quietly, reaching out for me. I flinched away from him and a look of fury appeared on his face.  He waved his hand to one of the bouncers near the bar, before looking back at me.

“Madelyn,” Josh said again, his shoulders heaving from anger. “What happened?”

The tears were coming down so quickly that he became a blur. He tentatively reached out for me again, and this time I let him put his hands on my shoulders. “Please tell me.”

“He… he… he just… He wouldn’t stop!” I couldn’t breathe and I moved into him, burying my face in his shirt. “I didn’t want to!”

He wrapped an arm around me, and I was suddenly aware that we were moving. I looked up as he guided me into what looked to be the employee break room in the back of the club. My heart kicked up a notch as I felt panic start to bubble up again.

Josh noticed my oncoming hysteria immediately and stopped, looking directly into my eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.” He directed me to sit in a chair near the TV and turned to the bouncer who was following up.

“Call the police, Rod.”

Blurbs

Scars of the Past

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When a night out with the girls turns into something from a bad dream, Madelyn Thomas must learn how to live life as a victim. Out of the nightmare, Maddie will find an old friend who disappeared from her life suddenly the year before, and with his help she will learn that being the victim doesn’t mean your life is over.

She will work on overcoming hurdles to reclaim her life, and on the way she discovers that she is stronger than she thought. The scars left over aren’t all visible, but each one represents that she has survived, and Maddie must come to terms with every single one.

Warning: This book contains adult content, including: violence, sex, and rape. It is not intended for readers under 18 years old.

Scars of the Present

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Sydney Lewis spent most of her life being controlled by her parents, and so now she lives as uncontrolled as possible.  The plan works out perfectly- a different guy in her bed every night to keep from getting lonely or bored. Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone enters her world that makes her yearn for a love she doesn’t think she can handle. And on top of that, she has to decide what to do with her life- Live the dependable life her parents want, or spread her wings and hope she can fly.

Sydney must make the choices that will determine her future, and hope that the mistakes she makes along the way won’t ruin her.

Warning: This book contains adult content, including: violence, sex, and rape. It is not intended for readers under 18 years old.

Scars of the Future

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Amanda Franklin liked to have a plan. Whether it was a plan for the day or a plan for life, she had it. Until life laughed in her face, that is.

With her father gone and her mother’s dementia developing at a rapid pace, Amanda gives up her dreams of going to Yale and becoming a lawyer. Who wants to be the first female president anyway? She has to throw the plan out the window as she takes on a new career path and spends her days taking care of her mom. When a gentle, muscled man worms her way in her heart, she pushes him away as fast as she can. But life had different plans.

Amanda has to give up the reins and let her future evolve on its own or else she risks losing someone she never thought she’d have.

Warning: This book contains adult content, including: violence, sex, and rape. It is not intended for readers under 18 years old