Tomorrow, she’d go see what she found in the locations she’d been given. It might give her some answers. Then again, it might scare her even more than she already was. A part of her said she should pack her things and just get out of there already, but she was tired of feeling afraid and running.
Right or wrong, she was going to ride this out and see what happened. She’d be careful, but she wasn’t going to take any more shit just lying down. She refilled her wine glass and ate a slice of now cold pizza. It was still delicious. Picking up her book, she lost herself in reading everything she could about starting her own business.
A half a pizza and an empty wine bottle later, she fell asleep on the sofa with the book still spread open on her chest. Somewhere in the middle of the night, she got up and went to bed, curling up into a peaceful sleep. Despite the strange happenings of the day, it was the best sleep she’d had in a while. It was made especially pleasant by a dream so vivid, she felt like she could stay in it forever.
She was awakened from her sleep by someone pounding on the front door in the middle of the night. She rushed downstairs to see who it could be at this time of night, wrapping her robe around her naked body as she made her way down the stairs. Opening the door, she found herself looking at Niall, his face flushed as he rushed inside the door.
“Niall, what are you doing here?” she asked, closing the door and turning back around.
“I ran all the way from the station,” he panted.
“What? Why?”
“To get to you,” he replied. “It’s been misery without you,” he told her, moving forward and pinning her against the front door with his large hands on her shoulders.
She didn’t get another word out, her mouth covered by his as he kissed her so fiercely that it took her breath away. She melted against the door, lost in a kiss that seared her soul with its heat. His hand slipped beneath her robe, caressing her right breast as he continued to kiss her. She could feel his erection pressing against her midriff.
“I want you. Right now. That’s what I came here for. You,” he breathed against her.
“I’m yours,” she told him, gasping in surprise as he suddenly swept her up in his arms and carried her upstairs.
He lay her across the bed, opening her robe to expose her to him and leaning across her to plant small kisses all along her body. She cooed beneath him, feeling every touch like a tiny spark along her sensitive skin until she was heated up all over. She melted beneath his touch and reformed, eager for more.
“Sit up,” he told her, pulling away the robe completely when she did.
He grabbed her wrists and lifted her arms over her head, pinning them above her as he pushed her legs apart with his legs. This time he didn’t take his time preparing her for what was about to take place. He entered her and began fucking her, at first in long deep strokes, but picking up speed until their bodies were a whirlwind of activity. Their combined moans creating a symphony that echoed throughout her bedroom.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried, grunting at the force of his thrusts.
It was the perfect mix of pleasure and pain, everything stripped away but the animal instincts they shared. She could feel the imprints of his fingers on her wrists as he held her down and fucked her like some sort of sex-starved beast. It seemed to go on forever, pushing her to her limits as she gave up her climaxes to him over and over again.
Their bodies glistened with sweat, their eyes never leaving one another as he punished her with his dick, finally giving in to his own needs and thrusting into her one last time, grinding his hips forward into hers as he exploded deep inside her battered pussy. He rolled to one side, both of them lying there, trying to catch their breath from the workout.
Finally, he leaned back over her, tracing his fingers along the curves of her breast as he kissed her softly on the lips. She sighed and closed her eyes, enjoying the gentle tour of her skin he was slowly making across her bare flesh. After a few moments, he finally spoke.
“I couldn’t stay away,” he told her.
“I’m glad you didn’t,” she replied.
“I’m going to spend the rest of my life doing that to you. That and so much more,” he told her.
“I think that’s something I can live with,” she told him softly.
“Just make sure you do as I say. I’ll not have any talking back when you’re my wife. You’ll do what I tell you to do, and you’ll at least act like you like it.”