Passion (10 page)

Josh

We spend all our free time
together, most of it with me inside her. Things were evening out, there was no
more drama about the whole Josie thing, but I did notice that my lamb had a
jealous streak a mile wide, she hated for other girls to even say hi to me.

 She’d
get this look on her face, it was cute as hell not to mention seeing her act that
way was a huge turn on and I’d usually end up cornering her in some empty class
room or some shit for a quickie.

The whole school was abuzz
with our new relationship, some people seemed to see it as a challenge, or some
shit because I’ve had to knock a few assholes on their asses, but whatever.

 She
still tries to prove her independence every once in a while, I let her slide on
some things but on others I put my fucking foot down, she fucking hates that
shit.

The first time I gave her a
hard pounding, hair pulling fuck to put her in her place she didn’t speak to me
for two days. Didn’t matter though, I still dragged her out of her house on
both mornings and took her to school and made her sit with me at lunch.

She’d
retaliated by disappearing the following weekend, I saw a pattern and brought
it to her attention, if she ran away every time she got pissed she just might
end up like her mother. She didn’t like that either and she’d still got her ass
beat. I guess she’d have to figure out a new way to piss me off.

I was coming to realize there
was no winning with this girl, she just wouldn’t quit, I had to stay on my
fucking toes at all times, you’d think that would get stale fast, but it’s just
what I needed, it’s what I’d seen in her that first day, that extra something
that none of the debutants had, she was a challenge, but more than that, it’s
who she is. I loved the fuck out of that. At least I know I won’t ever be bored
out of my fucking mind with her. She kept me hard in and out of bed.

I wondered what her plans
were for college and how much of a bitch fit she was going to pitch when I told
her she was going with me to Dartmouth.

Speaking of which.

“You’re spending Thanksgiving with my family, tell your dad.” We
were on our way home after school this is where for some reason we have our
more serious conversations these days.

“You might try asking instead of ordering.”

I gave her a look, the only time this girl didn’t give me trouble
is when I’m buried deep inside her, then she followed my lead, other than that
she just had to fight me tooth and nail.

“Must everything be a pissing contest with you?”

“Who’s
pissing, I’m just saying......”

“Carissa Anne, your dad
probably has to work on that day, you’re spending it with me what’s so hard
about that?”

“Just because you have a dick doesn’t make you in charge, besides
my mom was making noises about me coming out to Arizona........”

“Not gonna happen.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me; I know all about your relationship with your
incubator, you’re not going.”

“Steele, seriously, you need to lay off the Xanax or whatever drug
you’re doing.”

I just smirked at her, whenever she was losing an argument she
resorted to insults.

“Carissa, where do you see this relationship going?”

“What?”

“Us, where do you think we’re headed?”

“How the hell should I know, we’re both still young, who knows
what the hell will happen from one day to the next and the way you drive me
crazy one of us might end up in the morgue and I’ll be doing twenty five to
life.”

“Har, har, cute, since you don’t know let me cue you in. We’re it,
you for me, me for you, that’s it, so when you make decisions please keep that
in mind.”

“What’re you talking about?”

“You’re always saying you had to grow up early right, you had to
make adult decisions at a very young age, well make some now. This is the face
you’re going to be seeing for the next sixty years at least, this is the life
we’re going to have, outside of school that is, we’re gonna go off to college,
one day we’ll get married and have kids, those things will change but the two
constants in all those scenarios will be you and I, that’s never gonna change,
not for either of us, so when you make these choices, keep that in mind.

If you sneak behind my back and by some miracle make it to
Arizona, think of the consequences.”

Carrie

Why couldn’t I fall for a
sane boy? Someone who knew how these things worked in the twenty first century,
someone who wasn’t so damn infuriating and fucking hot at the same time, I mean
that was just not fair?

The
gig is up, I know and he knows how I feel about him, fuck if I’ll admit it out
loud though, annoying asshole.

Those two days when I’d run
away from him after his fuck as punishment stunt, I’d missed him so much it was
almost like a physical pain, that’s when I knew. He’d fucking hooked me, and
not just with sex. It had taken me a while to realize that he was taking care
of me, in the beginning I thought he’d been handling me, but he wasn’t, he took
care of me. It was so weird. Maybe because no one else had ever done that for
me before, well except Michael, he had tried when I was younger.

    
He didn’t trust my truck, so he brought me to and from school and anywhere else
I wanted to go these days. He bought my clothes for me, and I’d noticed that
all the things Paula had fulfilled were slowly but surely being filled by him.
Michael didn’t make much money at his job I knew, well not the kind of money to
keep me in designer wear and I have to admit to having a weakness for the finer
things that’s why I’m still milking Paula for extras, but with Joshua it wasn’t
necessary, it’s like he knew whenever I needed something, if I didn’t know
better I would swear the boy had my room bugged or some shit, then again I
wouldn’t put anything past him.

He was always looking out for
me, his new kick was my school work, for some reason it had become very
important to him that I kept my grades up, not that that was a problem, though
I am nowhere near his caliber, I can hold my own.

Michael
thought Joshua was the shit, he didn’t even mind us being alone together at the
house, and he had to know that when I had a sleep over with Vanessa that I was
really with Joshua but he never made a deal out of it. The two of them even had
long drawn out discussions about sports and Joshua helped Michael set up his
computer software. Weird.

I had no intentions on
spending thanksgiving with Paula, she probably just needed to impress someone
and that’s why she invited me, as if, the only time I did anything for her was
if there was something in it for me, mercenary I know, but that’s what she
fostered.

I
already know my dad had to work, he’d told me guiltily only the day before, I’d
been prepared to spend it alone, it wouldn’t be the first time. I should’ve
known there’s no way Dom boy would let that happen. Still, couldn’t have him
having his own way all the time, where was the fun in that?

“Maybe I’m thinking of
jetting off to Greece for a few days, I did make some nice friends there last
time.”

 Oh shit, he’s pulling over on a long stretch of deserted road
surrounded by woods, why the fuck can’t I keep my mouth shut, I wonder what it
would be, my ass or my pussy, it was too much to hope he’d forgotten those
pictures of me and my little Greek friend. Fuck.

He came around to my side and pulled the door open. Oh shit he’s
pissed. Can I make a run for it?

“Out.”

Carrie

“Get outta the fucking car
Carissa.”

“It was a joke Joshua what’s your fucking problem?”

“I’m not fucking smiling, out.”

I folded my arms and looked straight ahead. Bad move.

The next thing I know his hand was around my neck and he was
pulling me from the car. I think it was the first time I was ever really afraid
of him. What had I done?

He pushed me ahead of him with his hand around my neck as we went
farther into the trees; my heart was beating so fast. Every horror story I’d
ever heard about young girls being found dead flitted through my head.

I was
so out of it I never thought to fight back, it’s like I was in a parallel world
or something.

He pushed me against a tree
and held me there, pinned with a hand around my neck, his head hanging down as
if trying to collect himself.

I tried to talk but the flexing of his fingers cut that off.

“Do not speak, that’s what got you in trouble in the first place.
Didn’t you learn anything about me in the last few months, huh? Do you really
think you could throw that dick in my face without retribution?”

He squeezed tighter making me finally put my hands around his
wrist to get him off me.

He was looking right into my eyes, no emotion on his face, his
eyes a dead stare. Without another word, he unbuckled his belt and pulled it
from his pants loops.

Taking both my hands in his he tied them together with his belt
before pulling me behind him. He looked around as if searching for something.

Pulling me over to a tree with a low lying branch he pulled my
hands up and hung them over my head.

His hand went up under my
skirt and tore my panties away. I think I came, how the fuck was that possible,
to climax through fear.

He pushed two big fingers inside me making me lift to my toes even
more. With a switch from the tree, he spanked my ass as he fingered me. The
pleasure and pain was too much as I tried to twist away from them both.

“Stay, don’t you fucking move. You want to act like a woman, then
take it like one.”

Throwing my head back I screamed as he wailed away on my tender
ass. I was fucking crying by the time he threw the switch to the ground, my
pussy was drenched and I was never so

embarrassed and so turned on in my life.

Josh

She never fucking learns, it
was always two steps forward and three steps back with this girl, when would
she learn that I was in control, that that’s the only way it could be? I knew
she was putting up a fight out of fear, the fear of rejection, of neglect, all
the life lessons that her bitch of a mother had taught her, and if it took me
the rest of our lives I’ll show her that with me she didn’t have to worry, I
wasn’t going anywhere, but she wouldn’t get away with this shit. Ever.

When I was through beating her ass I ran my fingers through her
slit; drenched. Putting my fingers in her mouth I bit into her neck as she
licked and sucked her juices.

“Are you going to behave, don’t ever mention that prick to me
again, you even think of pulling a stunt like this again and I’ll really let
you have it.” I pulled her head back by her throat.

“You hear me?”

“Uh huh, please.....”

I took my dick out of my pants and rubbed it against her dripping
sex.

“I should really leave you hanging here, literally and
figuratively.”

“Please Joshua, don’t....”

Huh,
she must be really far gone, she would never beg me otherwise, my lamb was a
fight to the end kind of girl.

I slipped my cock into her
from behind and slightly under, her raw ass rubbed against my groin as I
started off slow. With her tits in my hands I pounded her furiously as she hung
by her hands tied above her head.

“Mine, mine, mine, my pussy, say it....fucking say it.”

“Your pussy.....please.”

“Fucking take it.” Grabbing her hair roughly in my fists, I
bruised her lips with a punishing kiss.

I
know her ass had to hurt from her punishment, now her pussy could join the
fucking party.

I used my cock to punish her
farther as I pounded my whole length in her angrily.

“See what happens when you push me too far? What your stubbornness
gets you Carissa; you still think it’s funny to throw that shit in my face,
huh?” I slammed into her again.

“You want to cum?”

“Yes, make me cum please.....” Her voice was raw from her screams.

I’d
been neglecting going anywhere near her clit, this was a punishment after all
she wasn’t supposed to be enjoying it.

Pulling out of her abused
pussy I dropped to my knees and licked her from behind. She yelped and pushed
back on my tongue, trying to force me deeper inside; I pulled back and teased
her entrance with the bare tip making her keen.

Getting back to my feet, I got in front of her and rubbed my cock
back and forth over her pussy while she was on her toes trying valiantly to get
me right where she needed me, too bad.

I came all over her pussy and lower stomach making her cry even
more.

I pulled her down from the tree and marched her back to the car,
after throwing her into her seat I went around and got in.

She was turned away from me crying.

 “You never throw another man in your man’s face unless you want
to bear the consequences, now you know there’re some lines you never cross with
me.”

I started the car and took her home, I didn’t get out like I
usually did, just drove off in anger.