Page 102 of I Blame the Rival

“By the time she finishes screaming my name, I have her on her knees with her ass in the air. Her soaked panties are the next thing to go and her needy whimpers make me smile. “That’s it, baby. Tell daddy how much you want this cock.”

I pull up short, rereading the passage a few times before turning to my blushing flower.

“That was more aggressive than I remember.”

“You haven’t been called daddy before?”

“I sure hope not.”

Lacey’s laughter fills the room and the tension between us starts to diffuse. It was starting to get hard to breathe, but now it almost feels bearable.

Once she gets herself back under control, Lacey wipes her eyes and looks at me.

“I’m ready, Daddy. Please continue.”

It’s my turn to laugh before I return to the page.

“She whines when my dick slaps the round cheeks of her ass. I spread her legs wider, pulling her hips back so I can rub the tip against her clit. It’s dripping wet, the arousal coating my cock without a moment’s hesitation. Reaching down, I spread her folds and…”

I’m starting to get turned on, but that doesn’t stop me from sneaking a glance at Lacey. She’s biting her lip and staring down at her jean-clad legs. There’s a stiffness in her body that wasn’t there before, a hidden anxiety radiating from the way her hands clench the pillow beside her.

It destroys me to see her like this. To lay witness to the scars another guy left on her body before breaking her heart to smithereens. No one has the right to break the clear cut lines of consent for this exact reason.

The violation of nonconsensual sex doesn’t just damage a person’s body. It takes away their ability to seek pleasure without having to hurdle a million invisible barriers. It stains a person’s psyche in ways that can never be explained.

Biting my cheek to keep my anger in check, I turn my attention back to the page and skim the next few lines. The amount of manhandling this character does to his partner is as impressive as it is horrifying, so I make a rash decision to go off-script.

“…and I roll us over so my back is against the mattress. Those long legs wrap around my waist, straddling me gently as I smile up at her, “That’s it, baby. Ride me the way you want to.” She grins, pressing her lips to mine before sinking down on me slowly. Rocking back and forth, she takes every inch, letting out a soft moan when she finally gets to the bottom. I reach down and brush her swollen clit, rubbing it softly to help ease the tension from her body.”

Ignoring the erection rapidly growing in my pants, I sneak a glance beside me and find Lacey’s eyes closed, her lips pressed together as she listens to the scene play out. The tension seeping through her features makes me want to stop speaking altogether, but she looks so determined that I don’t want to take this moment away from her.

Looking back down at the page, I ignore the pinch in my chest and continue reading the words written only in my head.

“I let her set the pace, watching the way her body moves against mine. The sweet seduction of her hips keeps me trapped in place, the sensual grinding driving me closer to the edge. She’s in completecontrol, pleasuring herself like she would if my body was a toy. The rhythm of her hips grows frantic the closer she gets to finishing and I grab her hips, doing what I can to help her get there. She finishes with a cry, squeezing me so tight I can’t help but come myself, feeling the soft strands of her dark hair brush my chest.”

My heart is pounding by the time I close my mouth, desperately hoping Lacey didn’t notice the slip up of the hair colour. Shutting the book quickly, I clear my throat and try not to think about the dark strands currently brushing my shoulder.

“Red stage complete.”

Holding my breath, I look and see Lacey blinking her eyes open. She doesn’t look at me for a long time, just stares at the wall standing opposite to us.

“Can I tell you a secret?”

“You can tell me anything.”

She exhales heavily, finally turning to look at me. Her eyes are brimming with tears and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make them go away.

“I wish my first time had been with you.”

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I reach out and wipe away the tear slipping down her cheek.

“I do too.”

Chapter 21

Lacey

There’s a surprise waiting for me after my therapy appointment today.

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