‘Yes.’
And I did. I loved the dirty way he treated me. I loved the way he knew how to work my body until my brain turned to absolute mush.
Sweat slicked the places where our skin touched, his breath ragged on my neck as he prised me open repeatedly.
‘Pet,’ he demanded, one hand moving to my throat and circling it. ‘Come for me while staring into that prick’s eyes. He might be your husband, but for now, I own you. This cunt ismine.’
Tremors ripped through me, my thighs clenching, the tightness making his cock and the plug impossibly filling. My pulse thundered beneath his fingers and I came moaning, cries spluttering between gasps.
Jerry’s face dimmed in my eyeline, becoming obscure as Bobby fucked me senseless.
Then he stilled, hot spurts of come filling me, streaming out of my pussy with each ragged thrust and coating his balls.
With my body still trembling around him, I knew one thing for certain: I didn’t want to go home.
TWENTY
BOBBY
The days were passing too quickly.
My cabin was going to be bereft without my pretty redhead around the place. I had to let her go, though. I promised.
The axe jarred in the log, sending a whisper of pain into my shoulders. Light leaked in through the trees, the dappled orange of sunset framing the wood strewn ground. I had to drag myself away from her to breathe. Being near her was making me ache. Losing her already played on my mind.
She’s not yours, I reminded myself again.
Sharp edges dug into my arms as I carried the split logs to the cabin.
‘What are you doing?’ I asked, seeing Ashley elbow deep in the sink.
‘I wanted to help out. I’m used to doing all the cleaning.’ She blessed me with a sweet smile that tugged at my chest.
‘You don’t need to look after me. That’s my job. I’m perfectly capable of doing my dishes.’ I didn’t want her lifting a finger.
‘It’s okay, I don’t want to feel useless,’ she said, her voice soft.
Dumping the logs in the basket by the burner, I went to her, spinning her before pinning her ass to the sink.
‘I don’t need a house maid, Ashley. Your job is to be desirable, funny, sweet. I’m more than capable of looking after myself. I’m not a child. I didn’t steal you to watch you do dishes.’ Bubbles cascaded along arms as she wrapped them around my shoulders, and I caressed my way down her spine. ‘I love you as you are, naked and willing. Free for my use whenever I want you.’
‘I guess I’m just not used to it. At home, I do everything. I don’t even know if Jerry knows where to find the dish soap.’
‘That’s because he’s a moron who can’t see what a lucky fuck he is.’ She gave a squeak when I lifted her against me, holding her by her round ass and manhandling her to the couch.
Dropping us both onto the sofa, I ran my hands over her waist. I loved having her naked while I was clothed. The contrast in her softness and my hardness brought me joy.
‘Why did you stay with him?’ I asked, peppering her jaw with kisses as I spoke.
‘I vowed to. I always had hoped that we could rekindle our early years. That he would be the man I’d loved back then.’ She trembled against me and I licked along her pulse point, her vitality thrumming against my tongue.
‘So why did you post the review on my site? He rejected you, but you still took a photo.’
Ashley pulled back, her hands pushing into my hair and making me groan. ‘I needed someone to see me. After years of being invisible, I had to know I still existed. That someone might still see me as valuable.’
‘Darlin’, you’re the most valuable thing I’ve ever seen. If you were mine, I’d never let you go.’ I wanted to ask her to stay, to lock her in the cage and keep her within arms reach always.
‘I have to go back,’ she murmured, leaning forward and licking over my lower lip. ‘They’d hunt you down, eventually.’