Dangerously In Love (3 page)

ROMAN

The next day I picked her up to
go shopping. She was wearing a turtleneck and skinny jeans under this kick ass
bomber jacket I had ordered her from Italy. I really wanted to see under that
damn sweater to see my marks all over her. If I had my way she would be wearing
a tank top or some shit, so everyone could see how I'd marked what’s mine, but
I guess it was too cold out for that shit. In the car the tension was heavy and
that shit was getting on my nerves. Why the fuck was she sulking?

"If this is gonna work
you're gonna have to stop that shit."

"What?" She looked at me like the
innocent girl I once thought she was. Yeah I'm still bitter, so, the fuck,
what?

"That sulking shit, don't act like I did
some shit to you, this is all you. And before you open your mouth to say shit to
me, I don't want to hear it. Tomorrow's Xmas I want to salvage whatever joy I
can out of the season seeing as you fucking destroyed it already.

Damn I really am fucking
pissed. I've never talked to her like this before, but somehow I can't seem to
stop, every time I open my mouth I just feel this need to hurt her.

I checked her out
out
of the side of my eye. She looked like she wanted to
fucking cry. I felt bad, sorta, but I needed her to get how fucking serious I
was about this shit. This fuck was never to be repeated ever again in life.

Usually on a drive like this
we would be laughing and touching, always touching. I miss her fucking hand in
mine. We would be fighting over whose iPod to listen to and shit like that, but
I didn't feel like doing any of that shit with her. Until she proved to me that
she was the girl I loved, this was the way things were going to be.

It was the day before
Christmas and the stores were packed. We headed straight for the apple store
where I chose her phone. Then I took her to this other place that mom and Petra
go to
to
get their phones dressed the fuck up.

She liked this diamond and pink sapphire case
with hearts and roses on it. I dropped a grand and a half for it and we were
done. Money isn't the objective with us, it doesn't matter how much or how
little I spend on her, it's all of me she wants. I'm holding back the best part
of me for now and she knows it. Too fucking bad, she could deal or not the
choice was hers. For her sake I hope she can deal otherwise she'd better make
plans to move, because there was no way she was going to live in our town and
be with another motherfucker, no way no how.

"Let's have a
coffee." I led her to a coffee shop and sat her at a table while I went to
order, a coffee for me, and one of those froufrou things she likes with a crap
load of milk.

When I came back there was a
douche trying to talk to her, she looked scared out of her fucking mind. Now I
don't want my girl to be some timid mouse, afraid of me and shit and I sure as
fuck wouldn't hold her responsible for shit she has no control over. The girl
is absolutely gorgeous so obviously motherfuckers are gonna try. It's my job to
send their asses packing, but not for her to be afraid of me, I'm not down with
that shit.

"Dude, be gone." I
didn't even look at him, but he left without a peep.

"Roman I..."

"Vicki don't be stupid, you damn well know
I'm not gonna get mad at you because some guy tries to hit on you, it's not the
first time and it won't be the last. You know damn well what this is about."
Motherfucker, aren't you the one who said you didn't want to talk about this
shit? I wish my subconscious would shut the fuck up.

"Change of topic, let me
see your phone."

I took her phone and programmed it for her,
setting up all the bells and whistles. When I was through with it I would be
able to find her in a cornfield in full bloom.

Was I the kind of fucker who would check up on
her? Damn straight, until my guts untied from the sailor knots that they've
been in the past few weeks, and I get the picture of that fucker’s' hands on
her out of my fucking head you bet your ass.

I don't know how many points
she might think she has to prove. A bit much huh, I, Don't, Give A FUCK. Being
cheated on is no walk in the park, and yes it's cheating. Even if she'd just
held hands with him in that way couples do it would be cheating in my book. We
belonged to each other, her body was mine and mine belonged to her that's
all the
fuck there is to it.

She's lucky I kissed her yesterday after she
kissed that fucking mutt. If I were a real asshole I would've made her gargle
first.

"How long are you going
to be mad at me?" That sweet angelic voice damn. I wanted to tell her all
was forgiven and just go back to the way things were, but this shit was too
important to me, this lesson had to be learned.

"I thought I told you
we're not discussing this shit the day before Christmas? Now drink your
froufrou shit, your phone's set." She took it from me and checked it out.
Her face was lit up like a kid in a candy store, my girl do like her gadgets.

"Thank you Roman."
She gave me a quick tentative kiss on the cheek like she was afraid I was gonna
rebuff her. I grabbed her and pulled her into my lap and kissed the shit out of
her. That just lead to thoughts of other things and all of a sudden I was in a
hurry to head back.

"Let's go." I took her hand and
headed out.

Victoria-Lynn

Roman's really mad at me,
I’ve never seen him this mad before, he's always so
laid
back and happy. This is really killing me cause I didn't really mean anything
by the stupid kiss. I was just trying to prove to Timothy that there was no
spark between us, not like there is between Roman and I. But of course Timothy
had to take it too far and Roman had to see that.

I can't imagine how he felt watching that, I
know I hated seeing him kiss Tiffany Sawyer. I don't think I could ever see her
again without wanting to do bodily harm and if Roman felt that way, then
Timothy was in serious trouble.

Tomorrow's Christmas and it
looks like I'll be doing it alone, not that that would be anything new. It's
just that last year I'd had Roman and his family. Our relationship had still
been new, but they had welcomed me with open arms.

When Natalia asked me about dinner and Roman didn't
forward an invite I wanted to die, but at least he was talking to me again.

The sex had been out of this
world amazing, not the soft tender touches I was accustomed to, and I missed
that but it was still hot. I hope though that we could get back to the romance,
he wouldn't even make love to me on his bed, that hurt.

This morning he came to pick
me up to go get my new phone. Kenneth hadn't made too much of a stink when I’d
told him about the changes. He knew Roman and I were joined at the hip at least
we used to be. He didn't know anything about our split though, thank goodness.

Now we're speeding back from
Northwick after getting the phone and there's a different kind of tension in
the air. I knew what this meant. When we first started making love we could
hardly keep our hands to ourselves. It didn't matter where we were, Roman would
take me down and mount me. There've even been times when he'd sneak through my
bedroom window in the middle of the night with Kenneth sleeping down the hall.
It didn't matter to us we couldn't get enough. Now he would hardly hold my
hand. How could one stupid mistake cause so much damage?

ROMAN

I barely brought the car to a
stop inside the garage before I was on her.

"Take these off." I
pulled at the zipper on her jeans. I was rampant I needed to get inside her
like I needed my next breath. I pulled her turtle neck down and bit and sucked
on her neck while she peeled out of her jeans in the confines of my Aston. This
was going to be a tight fit. As soon as the jeans were gone I pulled her over
my lap, tore off her thong, released my dick and brought her down on me. She
cried out at the force of my upward surge.

I grabbed her hips in a too
tight grip and pushed and pulled her on and off my length all the while mouth
fucking her.

"Take your top off I
wanna
see my tits. She obeyed without question. She was so fucking wet that shit was
dripping on my seat. Who gives a fuck? Her tight pussy felt so good on my
aching dick nothing else mattered.

I damn near mauled her tits,
licking and sucking and biting for all I was worth. She was making these sexy
sounds that spurred me on to madness.

"Mine, mine, mine,
mine." I pounded up into her so hard her whole body shook but still it
wasn't enough. I opened my door and eased us out while still trying to keep her
on my dick.

At the side of the car I pulled out, bent her
over the hood and slammed back into her from behind. She arched her back and
cried out. Thank fuck my family was gone last minute shopping and won't be back
for a while, she was making way too much noise.

I grabbed her hair roughly in
one hand while choking her from behind with the other.

"If you ever let another
motherfucker put his hands on you again I'll fucking end you. You hear me?
Answer me Vicki.” I punctuated each word with a forceful thrust.

"Ye...yeah." She
was fighting for breath. I pulled my hand back and slapped her on her ass with
as much force as I could muster. She protested, but I felt a gush of warmth
cover my dick. My little innocent baby liked it rough did she?

I spanked her ass a good ten
times and no love taps either, these were open palm stingers meant to inflict
pain not pleasure. She got the pleasure from my dick, the pain was a reminder
that she fucked up. I was a long way from forgiving that shit. Fuck, You.

ROMAN

I pulled out and ate her
pussy from behind until she was juicing all over my face. Then I turned her
around and did it all over again. When she started trying to pull my hair out
at the roots I knew she was ready to fuck but I had something for her. “Beg me
to fuck you.” I had my hand wrapped tightly around her throat as I looked into
her eyes. I squeezed until she was damn near ready to pass out. “Please…fuck
me…” I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy feeding her just the tip before
pulling out again. I turned her roughly and bent her over. “I’m going to fuck
your ass hard. Take it.” I eased my cock in five inches and pulled back giving
her more and more of my ten inches each time I went in. When she’d taken all of
me and was on her toes trying to ease the pressure of having my in her belly I
pulled out and slammed back in. She screamed hard and long, her nails dragging
across my car.

I grabbed both her arms and held them behind
her back with one hand while paddling her sweet ass with the other. “I own you,
every fucking inch don’t you ever forget that shit again.” I bit into her jaw,
teased her clit and fucked her ass hard.

When I was through fucking
her I took her upstairs to get cleaned up. I'm feeling a lot less tense now
that I'd shot my heavy load. In the bathroom I ran the shower and finished
getting undressed. Vicki was already naked so we just hopped in. I soaped up
her hair while she stood there all drained and shit. I could clearly see where
I'd marked her yesterday there were black and blue hickeys all over her from
her neck to the crease between her pussy and her thighs. There were fresh ones
forming from today's little venture. For some reason seeing that shit made me
hot.

I rinsed her hair, held her
against the shower wall and with water pulsing over us from four separate jets
I drove into her. She wrapped herself around me tightly as I worked my pussy
for all it was worth.

We kissed for so long and so hard we were in
danger of passing out from lack of air. I finally freed her mouth to give her
some much-needed air. I’d missed her fucking kiss.

"You love me? " I
rocked back and forth into her.

"Yes." She looked me in the eyes when
she said that shit, again my dick received that warm gush from her pussy.

"Say it." I strummed her clit with a
little more force than normal.

"I love you Roman always." By the
time the words were done my tongue was back in her mouth. I slowed my strokes
and shifted my angle. I hadn't been giving her any G-spot action lately I
figured I'll give her a treat. I hit that shit and she went the fuck off.

My dick bore the brunt of it
when she clamped down and squeezed that motherfucker. I wasn't ready to come
yet. It’s going to take me a while after the garage. I planned on wringing at
least five more of those out of her though.

I'd reached that point where I needed more
friction so I took us to the bottom of the shower. The marble was nice and
smooth so should be no hardship on her skin; the power of my thrust was a whole
other story though.

I had her legs over my
shoulders leaving her wide open, my dick was happy as it plowed through her
like a hot knife through butter. From this angle I was deep, so deep her eyes
were crossed, my toes were curled and my balls were drawn tight as a bowstring.

"Come Vicki, I bit down on her nipple and
she screamed, cumming in one continuous orgasm that seemed to go on forever.

I pulled out, not even close to cumming yet. I
rinsed our bodies quickly, dragging her out the shower and into the bedroom.
The bed was looking good as fuck but not yet.

I went over to my lounging
chair and sat down pulling her into me with her back against my chest. This way
I had easy access to her magnificent tits. I palmed them gently before pinching
and pulling her nipples. She rode me hard and deep as I pushed up to meet her
downward thrusts. I used her tits to pull her up and down as hard as I could
while I attacked her neck with my teeth.

I think I'd reverted back to the fucking cave
because all I wanted to do was own her heart body and soul. No kidding, I had
this sudden need to own every aspect of her life. I wanted to control her and
that shit scared the fuck out of me.

No I didn't want her to be afraid of me, but I
wanted to run her, make all her decisions for her, tell her where she could and
could not go, who she could and could not see. What the fuck happened to me?

Subconsciously I knew this was a result of that
fucking kiss, but I had to ask myself if I hadn't always had that in me.

Whatever the case maybe she was in for it now,
by confirming her love for me she had sealed her fate.