The Pastor Of Kink (9 page)

TREY

Roisin lay curled into my side, her eyes closed in peaceful sleep. Her pale skin spattered with freckles; her face framed perfectly by her long red curls. My head felt as though it was about to explode, it was full of what had happened over the last few years, all culminating in the last few months. A few months where I had let my addiction take control of me once again. Where I had met the one person who was fast becoming the love of my life, my soul mate.

Gently easing myself from her side, I slid across the bed, pulling on my shorts as I made my way to the door. Carefully I turned the handle and stepped outside. The sky was a deep purple grey mixed with a tinge of beige, storm clouds rolling in from the mountains. Leaning back against the wall I just let my mind wander, how it had all gotten to be quite so complicated I would never know. Well if I actually took the time to process it all I knew exactly how, I just couldn’t come to terms with why I had let myself get into this mess again. Five women equally special in their own way had fuelled the hunger I had deep inside. Only for one to take the heart of me and turn it upside down.

A loud crash to my left brought me back to my senses and made me jump, I turned to hear Roisin scream, the crash of the window scaring her from her sleep. My heart thumped in my chest as panic set in, I ran to the edge of the walkway to find my nemesis Clay Jackson with a menacing smile on his face. I was torn between going after him and tending to Roisin. But I knew Roisin was the only concern I had right now. As I barged back into the room I surveyed the sight in front of me, it was like a scene from a slasher movie. She was sat on the edge of the bed, eyes wide with fear, hands in front of her face shaking, tears rolling down her cheeks. It was then that I noticed a large shard of glass lodged in the right side of her face. Her salty tears had mixed with the blood from the wound so all I saw was blood appearing to be running down her face. I ran over to her grabbing my shirt, I moved her hands away down and gently placed my shirt to the wound. It was only then that Roisin realised she was injured. Her eyes widened as the salty tears entered the wound, “Trey pull it out please” she begged me hysterically.

“Roisin, calm down baby please, I know this hurts but I can’t take it out, it could cause more damage. God help me Clay Jackson will pay for this”. I tried to soothe her fears, by gently stroking her back. My insides were raging like the lava flow from an angry volcano, reaching for my cell phone I called 911; requesting an ambulance and the police. It seemed only minutes before the first responders arrived. The paramedics took over caring for Roisin while the police wanted to know the full details of what had happened.

The police took a brief description of events then let me join Roisin in the ambulance to head to the emergency room. I didn’t give them Clays name as I wanted the pleasure of giving him a pasting myself. All the while I held her hand tightly, my heart felt broken in two as I observed the sheer terror in her eyes. As we arrived I jumped out first and stood by to allow them to get her straight inside. I followed behind like a lost puppy, lifting my cell phone from my pocket I called the rest of the girls, only one seemed to care, the other three seemed very distant and off hand, only giving curt replies to what I was telling them. Tess took in everything I said and asked me to give her love to Roisin and apologise for her not being able to be there with her; she also said she didn’t think it was right that we spent much time together in light of the situation. I was confused by this remark, what situation? The only thing I could think of was the fact I had been playing them all since I arrived.  As far as I was concerned they knew nothing about one another and the games I had played. I then found myself praying.

“Please God let it be an easy fix, I swear here and now that I will behave and with the obvious exception of Roisin, I would never seek the body of another woman again”

Moving through to the small treatment room they had taken Roisin to, my breath catching as I saw how fragile she looked on the gurney. The glass shard was still lodged in her face. Two doctors were leaning over her looking closely, muttering to one another and nodding or shaking dependant on what the other said. Eventually they announced She would need surgery to remove the glass, and some amount of microsurgery to minimise the possibility of scarring. Roisin began sobbing almost straight away.

“Not a general anaesthetic surgery? I can’t have that, please not that” She managed to say with her weakened voice.

“Baby you can’t have it done while you’re awake, you need to be totally relaxed and that would be the only way” She wasn’t acting like herself at the moment. I just didn’t understand why she would be acting this way. “Why don’t you want it done? Please tell me”

She clammed up totally, closed her eyes and turned her head away. There was something more going on that I was obviously being kept out of.

ROISIN

I told them to make Trey leave, how could I look him in the eye and tell him I was pregnant? He wouldn’t want that in his life. He is attractive, in the prime of his life, what would he want with a stupid little Irish girl who couldn’t even keep herself from getting pregnant.

The Doctor look at me intently, “Roisin whatever your reason is we can assure you that nothing will happen to you, we have an excellent team who will make sure your face is relatively scar free” he then turned to Trey and asked him to leave until after the surgery, they would contact him when it was over.

I don’t think I will ever forget the look of hurt that came over Trey’s face. His lips formed a tight thin line and his brows drew together. He approached the bed and gave me a long kiss, a kiss so tender it was as though he was telling me how much he loved me in it. He looked at me once more and turned on his heel and left.

TREY

As I left the treatment room I fished my cell phone from my pocket once more, time to get to work and find out where I could find the bastard who had done this to my girl. Clay fucking Jackson would be sorry he ever threw that rock. After a few calls had been made I managed to find out that he had been under treatment for the depression caused by the suicide of his wife. Something I had to accept having a part in.

I walked and walked for a good while, trying to process events in my mind. Another storm started as lightning suddenly tore through the sky, leaving bright scars like forks on the still dark landscape. After each one the thunder crashed like a bellow of anger. Eventually I reached the prayer house, turning my key in the lock I entered, only then did I realise just how soaked I was. Sitting on the first chair I came too I rested my head in my hands. I didn’t deserve her; in the same way I hadn’t deserved Vanessa. I was bad to the core and would never change. How many more lives would I destroy through my addiction?

I woke with a start at the shrill tone of my cell phone. It was the police; they needed a full statement of events. I informed them I would be down within the next thirty minutes or so. I headed to the washroom, to freshen myself up as much as I possibly could. I turned to the mirror and saw a shadow of myself, eyes hollow with grief, a grief I deserved to be feeling. Glancing down I found a sheet of paper with a number of dates scrawled on it; I recognised the writing as being Cathy’s. On looking at the dates closely I realised one seemed to coincide with the date I had taken her from the diner back to my place. What the hell was this all about? My head ached with the confusion and frustration I felt. I put the sheet back down without thinking about it again and headed off to the police station.

There wasn’t really much I could tell the police about what had happened, it was over in such a short space of time. Once they had noted everything down, they said I was free to go. Just as I was getting ready to leave my cell phone rang again, this time it was to tell me all had gone well at the hospital and I could make my way up to see Roisin as soon as I was ready. I couldn’t get there fast enough; I needed her to know what she meant to me, that she was my be-all and end-all.

I clattered into her room to find her still asleep; her face looked so peaceful, the pale skin spattered with freckles. Her face, as it always seemed to be, framed perfectly by her long red curls. Taking her hand in mine I raised it to my lips, kissing every inch I could cover without waking her. She stirred slightly; her eyes fluttering open briefly. “Hi” was all she could manage.

Her hand moved up slowly and rested on her cheek, on the dressing covering the wound from the glass. Her eyes filled with tears yet again. This was too much for my heart to take, and I lowered my head so she couldn’t see the tears I was close to shedding myself.

This had definitely frightened me into wising up, all I wanted from now on was Roisin, and I needed her to know that. Before I knew what I was doing I dropped to my knees at the side of her bed, her hand still in mine.

“Roisin, baby! I know I am not perfect in anyway and I intend to work on that, but today has been the wake up call I have needed for a very long time’. She went to interrupt me but I stopped her. “ You are my world, my everything, I want you in my life for more than just today, for more than tomorrow, I want you in my life for good. For better or worse. I want you to be my one and only until the end. Marry me Roisin please”

ROISIN

I am pretty certain I must be delirious from the drugs they have me on. I am positive Trey just proposed. Opening my eyes to find him still on his knees with a look of sheer panic in his eyes. OH MY GOD HE DID!

“Trey we hardly know one another; you have your addiction and also the added burden of Clay” How can I say yes knowing we will be in danger until Clay is finally caught?

My stomach lurched, no not now please not now. It was as though he knew what was happening, he grabbed a bowl and held my hair back. When did I get so lucky? Once I had stopped being sick, he wiped my forehead with a cool facecloth. It was then he repeated his proposal, my heart leapt in my chest. A large lump formed in my throat, as my eyes started to burn with more tears.

I reached for his face lifting his bowed head so he was looking me straight in the eye. Only then did I give him my answer.

“YES YES YES I WILL MARRY YOU”.

All I had to do now was tell my so-called friends.

TREY

Getting up off my knees with the biggest fucking smile a man could ever wear. Totally blown away by the fact this woman has just said yes. Shaking my head and realising that I had said it aloud, a loud laugh escaped me as I shouted “SHE SAID YES”. Roisin was lay just staring up at me with tears spilling down her beautiful face. Looking at her I felt the urge to shout it to the whole world. Throwing open the door to her room and shouting it to every one who could hear “MY GIRL SAID YES”. Closing the door, I sauntered over to her bedside, placing a hand on each side of her face I moved in close; gently kissing her lips to which she responded with the tip of her tongue, tracing my mouth.

“I want to go home,” Roisin whispered softly. “I won’t sleep without you by my side, and it’s so noisy in here; please Trey, ask if they will let me go home with you”

How can I refuse her? That soft accented voice drives me crazy. My main problem was finding somewhere that we would be safe from Clay.

“Baby, I want you to come home, but right now I just don’t know where home is. My place is a no go, as well as the motel. That fucking asshole is still out there somewhere, waiting for another chance to create havoc in our lives”. Lowering my head as I try to think of where we can go.

“We can go to my place” she said eventually, “He doesn’t know where I live as yet. We can be safe there for a while, please Trey I can’t stay here again tonight”. Her lips formed a sexy pout, I was totally done for; that look hit me straight where she wanted it.

Heading out to the nurses station I braced myself for the barrage of how it was a very bad idea; how they couldn’t condone the decision we had made, but how they also couldn’t refuse if Roisin wanted to discharge herself.

The nurse followed me back to Roisin’s room and informed her that if it was what she really wanted they would have to let her go although it wasn’t advised. I swear she jumped out of bed faster than I have ever seen a person move. I walked over to the door and locked it so she could at least get changed without the risk of anyone coming in.

As I turned back to watch her, she surprised me by being right behind me, tugging at the tie to the surgical gown she was wearing. Slowly and teasingly shrugging it off her shoulders revealing her creamy skin beneath. Her shoulders spattered with the same freckles she had across her face. As the gown fell to the ground I was faced by a totally naked vision. I felt myself harden immediately. As if that hadn’t gotten my attention enough, she then placed her hand on my zipper, sliding it down then opening the button. Her slender fingers slid inside, wrapping around my erection. I drew in a deep breath as she lowered herself to her knees. I really don’t think I can get any harder, but I was oh so wrong. She pulled my jeans down over my thighs and stunned me by taking me deep throat straight away.

Grabbing her by her hair pushing her closer, a deep breath and a loud hiss as I exhaled, this was a definite first; she swirled her tongue around the tip and took me deep throat once again, pulling back slowly, she sucked me in deep again only this time I had no control, my release came fast and hard, causing her to choke slightly, shocking me yet again she sucked me until I had nothing left to give.

“FUCK ME ROISIN WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT TO DO? KILL ME?”

She laughed as she muttered “Death by Blowjob, how novel”.

ROISIN

I can’t believe it, I just said YES! I must be delirious from the drugs; did I really just do that? OH MY GOD I AM GETTING MARRIED! What’s more I just stripped naked and gave him a blowjob in my hospital room!

I can’t wait to tell the rest of the girls. I have only bagged myself THE hottest man in town.

There across the room in what looks a tiny for his frame chair, sits my man, still with his jeans round his ankles. I turn away quickly suddenly feeling very conscious of my nakedness. A red-hot flush flows through my body, although I now know that is because he just turns me on immensely. Those eyes that bore into my very soul, stripping away all of my inhibitions when he touches me. I only have to close my eyes and I can feel the lightness of his fingertips as they caress my nipples. Inadvertently I press my thighs together, the incredible heat hitting me straight in my clit.

Strong firm hands enclose my breasts, as his mouth trails hot searing kisses down my neck, around my throat and up my cheeks. A playful nip to my earlobe and I feel myself succumbing in total abandonment. “Trey”, escaped me in breathless whisper. Tracing my breast with one hand teasing at my nipples, the other glides over my torso. Down to my inner thighs. A soft moan of need as he slides his fingers into me. My legs start to wobble slightly as he drives me slowly towards the insanity only he can give.

“See this baby? This is all mine now”. He grinds his rock hard cock against my backside “and this is all yours, I don’t need anyone else but you”.

His mouth clamps onto my neck, sucking hard, his own brand mark on my skin. His fingers explore harder, teasing at my clit “FUCK ME BABY PLEASE”. I surprise myself by what just came out of my mouth. This man makes me lose all control.

Before I realise what is happening he has me pinned against the wall, face pressed against the cool tiles, bending his knees slightly, he nudges my legs apart. His long hard cock impales me roughly, oh dear god this is beyond amazing. He pounds against my ass, hard and fast, deep animalistic growls between each thrust. I can barely catch a breath, biting down onto my hand to stifle the screams each movement creates. I feel him grow harder inside me as he builds to his orgasm, as he spills into me my legs give way.

I WAS WELL AND TRULY FUCKED!!!!!!!!