“I have fucking money, Eden. You were never going to Georgia alone.” He slammed his hand against the room wall causing me to jump.
“Fucking never. Where you go, I go.” He banged his chest. While he ranted, I picked up the object he’d hit me with and realized it was a roll of hundreds. It had to be at least ten thousand dollars.
“But you already knew I was never letting you go, Eden. You had to know it. You have to know no other man is ever going to fuck you like I do; love you like I do. I won’t ever allow that. You gave yourself to me.” He paused long enough to glare down at me. “It was never about sex. You need me. I need you. You told me you loved me.”
“I do,”. I blurted out meaning it. But only saying it to calm him down.
He paused, blew out a breath of air, and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“You’re going to have to do more than just say it. Show me.”
He pulled out my phone and handed to me. I really hadn’t expected that.
“Call him,” he said when I took it. I knew what he wanted me to do. I didn’t want to do it, but yet I didn’t hesitate.
I found his name and pressed send.
When Ellis answered he sounded frantic.
I waited until he’d stopped talking to tell him I was okay and couldn’t talk to him anymore. In the back of my mind I was already planning how I would get back into his good graces. I trusted King as much as I trusted my mother as far as school went. Intuitively, I knew he would try to keep me in Florida and to appease him I might stay. I had already missed prom because he hadn’t wanted me to go.
” I’m sorry,” I whispered to Ellis while he was trying to ask me why.
That set King off again. “I didn’t tell you to fucking apologize to him,” he hissed. He snatched my phone from my hand. It flew across the room, smashing against the wall. He blinked down at me before speaking. “You’re so fucking stubborn. Get on your knees, Eden.” He enunciated each word through clenched teeth. I didn’t fast enough for him. He rolled his head on his neck before he grabbed my wrists, encasing them in one hand. He pulled me from the bed.
King: Those Five Days.
Past
She ran her tongue against the underside of my cock, as I guided it between her thick lips. I dropped my head so I could watch her swallow me.
I savored every second of entering her greedy, hot, wet mouth. The room was stifling. My anger, jealousy, made it feel as if the temperature was rising by the second. I paused long enough to pull my shirt from my head.
I swear I saw her smirk around my cock. She was enjoying herself too much.
I laced my fingers through her hair—disregarding the fact that she’d told many times before not to. At the moment her feelings didn’t matter. I’d told her she was mine. I’d told her to stay away from him. I wanted to punish her for her transgressions.
Without warning, I filled her mouth with my cock in one hard thrust, going deep; I hit the back of her throat.
She groaned. Her eyes watered, but she was too good at giving head to gag. She took all I gave her, while keeping her watery eyes on me.
Seeing her on her bruised knees, watching me with my dick between her lips was picture perfect. My stomach muscles clenched. I slammed my eyes closed. Fuck. I wanted to cum right then, but it was too soon.
I tightened my grip in her hair even more. Tight enough to make it ache. She moaned around my rod. I pulled out slow, thrust back in hard. She let me fuck her face. Not even a minute passed before I felt that feeling again, the tingle that let me know I was about to cum inched up my back. I withdrew. I fisted my dick and stroked it. She knocked my hand away.
“This is supposed to be my punishment?” She laughed mockingly before flicking her tongue over the sensitive head. “Let me do it, let me make you feel good.” She said, before she gripped my ass, digging her fingers into flesh and pulling me forward. Nose to pelvis. She swallowed and I could feel her throat constricting on the sensitive tip. Pleasure sent tingles racing up my spine
I wanted to ask her what happened to the scared lil girl from only minutes ago. Her behavior confirmed my suspicions that she liked attention positive or negative, but I couldn’t form the words.
I concentrated on not cumming while she concentrated on sucking just the head and using her warm hand to stroke the length of me. My eyes rolled back into my head. I moved my hips faster. I watched her as saliva dribbled from the sides of her mouth. Her eyes flickered with lust. That’s all it took. I held her there. She had no choice but to swallow.
When I let her hair go, she let my dick slide from her mouth. She frowned when my expression turned stern. She yelped when I snatched her up from the floor. I carried her to the bed, then placed her on edge of the of it. I forced her legs open. I spread them until they formed a v, then I brought my right hand down hard, spanking her wet cunt lips. “Bad Kitty.”
She whimpered and cried out.
I dropped to my knees in front of her. Ran my tongue along her thighs. Kissed just the top of her pussy. Then extended my tongue and licked from her clit to her ass. The scent and taste of her arousal was heady.
“Ooh,” she moaned and ran her fingers through my hair, gripping it the same way I had done hers. “Please, touch my clit.” The way she begged caused my anger to lessen, but not dissipate.
I had been waiting for her to reach the edge. Instead of doing what she asked, I stood; I wrapped her arms around my thighs, locking them down. I slammed into her pussy without regard. She was so tight, stretching to accommodate my girth. Her mouth hung open in a silent gasp. I planned to brand her. Make sure she never forgot that I owned her.
“Keep your eyes open, Eden.”
They rolled into the back of her head, but they remained open.
“I’m going to fuck you until you understand who the fuck I am and what lengths I’ll go to keep you.”
She gasped.
Rolling my hips, I fucked her deep, making sure to have no contact with her swollen bud.
“Please,” she begged. She arched her back and snaked her fingers down her body to her clit.
I knocked her hand away. She groaned and glared at me.
“You’re close, Eden? You want to cum, don’t you?” I taunted, pounding into her. “Tell me you’re mine and mean it and then I’ll let you cum.”
Her eyes drifted shut. I brought my hand down on her pussy hard, to focus her. Her body bucked. She panted, moaned and gasped.
“Say it, Eden. Say I own you and mean it.”
Eden was naïve but smart. She understood the implication of giving in to me a second time, so she fought against it. But I fought dirtier. For the rest of the night I would bring her to the brink, but never let her fall over. We came to an understanding that night, or so I thought.
Eden: Those Five Days.
Past
The morning we were supposed to go back I was trying to program the phone King had brought me to replace the one he’d broken when he woke up. He rolled over on top of me. It was weird that he never came gradually awake like normal people, he just wakes up.
On their own volition my legs spread to accommodate him. I was naked because King liked me that way.
“Good morning,” he said against my mouth.
“Good morning,” I breathed back. I waited for him to kiss me but instead, he hovered over me as he started to explore my body. “I just need to touch you. Can I do that, Eden?” I nodded though I knew he wasn’t asking. He was telling me what he was about to do.