Her response was purely physical I knew, but it was more than I'd hoped for. I prayed that once I reclaimed her this way, the rest would be easy. All else aside, it was fucking amazing to be inside her again. Had I really believed I could live without this, without her? I'd only been lying to myself. I know that now. Even if she'd been guilty, what I felt for her would never have let me walk away forever. "Fuck Cierra, I missed you." I buried my face in her neck and rode high in her pussy until my balls slapped against the bottom of her ass cheeks. Her pussy opened and closed around my meat like a sucking mouth, compelling me to move faster. "Hold on baby, don't let me hurt you." I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and held her head back so I could look down into her eyes as I stroked in and out of her, nice and slow. "You're beautiful." She started that crying shit again. "Shh, baby stop crying. Look at me Cierra. I'm sorry; I'm sorry I hurt you; sorry I accused yo
Her voice was small and lost. The words tore at my heart and made me bleed. I snatched her up from the bed and headed for the door. She didn't ask where we were going, didn't do anything but put her head on my shoulder and her arms around my neck. I could feel the wetness of her tears as they fell against my skin and walked faster to my car, that I'd parked so carelessly. I folded her into the seat and buckled her in before heading to the driver's side. I got in next to her having no idea where the hell I was going. What was I supposed to do, how do I make this right? I took her cold hand in mine as I drove. I changed direction and headed to the pier, the infamous boat. She tensed up as soon as she saw the water but I reassured her quickly. "It's okay love, it's all over now." I lifted her hand to my lips as we pulled into the parking lot. I always left the boat stocked and well prepared just in case, but this was the first time it would be needed. I hel
For the next three days I bullied, threatened and even came close to spanking her ass a time or two. She refused to talk to me, and if I didn't force feed her she would've starved to death. Pain in my ass. Didn't know she had that much stubbornness in her little body. Each morning I took her up on deck for some fresh air. I talked, she ignored and then we fought when it was time for her to eat. Today was no different. I sat her on my lap and fed her the oatmeal I'd made her while enjoying the breeze coming off the water. It was almost time to head back but I didn't want to go back to the city with her still in a snit. "How long do you think I'll let this go on Cierra?" She was looking better today, even though she still wasn't saying shit to me. Stubborn little shit. I pushed the bowl away and pulled her closer into my chest with her head on my shoulder. She didn't stiffen or pull away; progress. I spoke softly as I rocked her and kept up a running conversatio
He's been storming around this boat like a general for the past week. Good for him. I refuse to let him off that easy. He may use my body against me but I won't give him my words. It's killing him I know, the high and mighty Hank Mancini, to know that he can't break me and I'm having a grand ole time making him pay. "Cierra it's time to eat." I made a face but didn't answer. My throat was going raw from disuse. I don't think I've said two words since we boarded back in New York, not even to ask where we were going. When we made love I bit my tongue to keep the cries of pleasure at bay, though the diabolical fiend always won that fight. I wanted him to suffer, to feel the pain he'd put me through and this was the only way I knew how. My stupid heart might have softened but I'll be damned if I'll give in. He'll never get the chance to do this to me again. To turn me into a weak sniveling female. I've been on my own all my life; I'll learn to live without Hank Manc
I can't believe the little brat slapped me. I guess she felt she had a right. Since I can't, won't put hands on her, I did the next best thing. I ignored her screams and rambling half ass apologies as I slammed into her. "Do you know how a lion tames his mate Cierra?" Her eyes grew even wider as I pulled out of her snug body. I flipped her onto her stomach and mounted her from behind, thrusting into her hard. "Oh." I ended her cry with my tongue in her mouth as I rode hard and high in her pussy. Her body, in an effort to protect itself, tried keeping me out. "Take it, open for my cock." I felt the tremble in her limbs as I held her in place with one hand wrapped around her throat and the other fisted in her hair and drove into her. She had no choice but to accept the battering I gave her tight pussy. I knew I was in her too deep from this angle but was too far-gone to care. I wanted her to feel me. To feel the strength and power of what I felt for her. I want
It wasn't that I had changed my mind. It was more that I didn't know what kind of mood my woman was in. I figured it would take the next few days to fuck her into submission. As of today she was still being a bit testy. And maybe I should just put my foot down once and for all and stop letting the agent drag me around by my fucking nose. It was hard to know what to do. Since I had never given much of a fuck before, I was out of my element. My natural instinct is to do as I please, but each time I think of it, I remember her broken look of a few days ago and the shit guts me. "Yeah but if you keep letting that shit stop you, you'll be Cierra's little bitch before long." That decided it for me. I'm willing to be a lot of things to make her happy, but a bitch was definitely not one of them. I went to check on her and found her still asleep. I took the time to stand and watch her, just take her in. Her color was better and her cheeks not so sallow anymore. I sat on the edg
She looked scared as fuck, almost as afraid as I thought I would be saying those words to a woman for the first time. I knew that if and when I ever said those words that they would be forever, that the woman I said them to would be the one I spend the rest of my days with. The thought wasn't as sobering or terrifying as I'd always thought, instead it gave me strength. She was taking too long to answer, almost as though the words had left her stumped. "Say-the-fucking- words." I slammed into her with each word until her eyes came back into focus. "You know I do.""Not good enough; say it." If I could say that shit, lay my heart bare, then she'd better..."I love you too." Her face went up in flames just before I covered her lips as if to seal those words between us. If I thought the strength of saying those words meant something, nothing prepared me for what hearing them coming from her lips would do to me. I felt naked, open, exposed. All the things I have protecte
Maybe it was my demeanor, I don't know, or maybe someone had been telling tales out of school, but this guy stood stiff as a statue like he was ready to bolt any second. I didn't bother trying to put him at ease. Sometimes it paid to pay attention to those tales. Although I was pretty sure I wasn't about to chuck him out the damn window if I didn't like the clothes he brought for me to choose from. I perused the outfits he'd rushed up to me, all in her size, after I'd hurriedly given a rough idea of what I wanted. "Here, we won't be needing this." I handed back the dress that was missing its bottom half and most of its back. She won't be needing that shit; I already took the bait. "These will do." I kept the rest of it without once looking at the price tags, which I knew were astronomical. Once I was rid of him I checked my watch. I was expecting someone else in the next hour, better go get her out of the shower. I chose an ensemble for this afternoon even knowing that