Rubbed Raw (31 page)

With a smirk, Giovanni asked, “Ready for more?”

I nodded, unsure, but wanting to please him. His first stroke was languid, as he looked into my eyes. Then he gripped my legs tighter and rammed into me. My pussy reacted by gripping his cock.

“That’s it. My pussy likes it, huh?” He did it again, and I cried out his name while ejaculate dripped from me. “No one fucks you like I do.”

His hips started to move in a savage rhythm. Blow after blow, I cried out to him and let out more fluid each time. He gritted his teeth while I tensed within and he forced his dick through the narrowed passage over and over.

It was painful, yet so amazing. “Harder,” I suddenly shouted, immersed in pleasure.

He hit into me even more brutally. His hips slamming into mine so hard, it sounded more like thuds, than slapping. I felt more pain; the only good pain I ever experienced. Giovanni lifted my hips up a bit more, and I screamed louder than I ever had. My entire body was shaking, and I pushed against him hard.

When it subsided, I shouted, “You can do better than that.” I was almost daring him to really hurt me.

“Anything my pussy wants.”

He bit his lip and leaned towards me. Then he grabbed hold of my waist as my knees bent and started to drive his cock into me so intensely, tears came to my eyes. It was more vicious than ever, pure animalistic fury. My pussy was almost stinging with each stroke, but I needed the pain for some reason; maybe guilt.

Within seconds I filled with more pleasure than I ever thought possible. I screamed out his name with such volume, I was sure I woke up every neighbor on our floor.

Giovanni cried out my name just as loud and shoved into me very painfully. I felt the swelling of his release rush down his cock. “Oh God!” he shouted. “Damn, Crystal.”

The look on his face alone told me it was the best finish ever. He kept crying out as his cock throbbed for a long while. Then he winced when he pulled out of me.

He dropped my legs and fell on me obviously, completely exhausted. “How in the world did we just do that?” He asked breathlessly.

I had a hard time catching my breath as well. I felt incredible from head to toe, but my pussy ached. “I don’t know.”

Sometime in the night, I woke up and pushed Giovanni. He rolled off me and slowly crawled onto his side of the bed. He was so tired, he fell back to sleep when his head hit his pillow. As I knelt on the bed, I looked at him lying on his back.

I was unsure what inspired the session hours before. He was rougher than ever and talked so possessively.
Does he know about Chad?
I touched my abdomen.
Does he know he came in me? What if I’m…

I shook my head. Those thoughts were not going to help matters. I pulled the condom off Giovanni and frowned because there was blood on it. I threw it away, and then put on the towel from the dresser. The pain between my legs was worse.

Quietly, I made my way to the bathroom. I washed myself, finding bruises and blood, just enough to know why I ached inside. I wet a washcloth and brought it back to the bedroom. Gently, I cleaned the small amount of blood off Giovanni’s skin as he slept. He moaned with my touch and tried to grab me.

Afterward, I tossed the cloth in the hamper, dropped the towel and got back in bed. There was a huge wet spot on the blanket. Since it was half off the bed anyway, I tossed it to the floor. Then I sighed and turned the light out before pulling the sheet up over us.

Within a minute, Giovanni turned over and put an arm around me. “Love you,” he whispered.

I smiled and said, “I love you, too.”

In the morning, I woke up with a very sore pussy. My thighs and ass hurt, too. Obviously, we had gotten too rough. Giovanni was sleeping with his head on my shoulder and a hand over one of my breasts. I kissed the top of his head then put my hand through his hair.

Soon he lifted his head and looked up at me. “Good morning, my love. Last night was amazing.”

I smiled. “Yeah, it was.”

“How did you hold yourself in that position so long?”

Then there was a knock at the door. Giovanni quickly grabbed the sheet and pulled it all the way over us, holding me close. “Come in!”

Rosario sheepishly did. “I’m so sorry, guys. I really, really am. After what you told me, I was afraid someone got in here.”

I turned away as my face reddened. “Please go away,” I said to him. “I bet you see me naked when you look at me.”

“I’m trying not to,” Rosario admitted. “I wish you weren’t so hot. I see why my brother waited for you.”

“Come on, man. That’s not making her feel better.”

“You’d rather me lie to her?” Rosario’s eyebrows rose. “I can’t take back what I did. I didn’t mean to see what I saw.”

I looked at Rosario. “Can we drop it? I’ll try and pretend I’m not humiliated, and you try not to think about me naked again, ok?”

Rosario smiled. “Deal.”

As soon as Rosario left the room, Giovanni kissed me and got out of bed. Then he looked at his watch. “Shit, we’re gonna be late. Get up.” Then he flew out of the room.

I moved my legs and cringed. It was worse than I thought. I slowly got off the bed and grabbed my silk robe from the closet door. After I had it on, I carefully went to the kitchen to take my pill. It hurt even more to walk.

“You ready?” I called to Rosario as I came into the living room.

He turned to me, and his eyes widened. “Damn, you’re naked under that, aren’t you?”

I frowned. “I thought you were gonna try and forget?”

“I
am
trying,” he insisted. “It’s just that I can see the outline of your tits and your hips and… Sorry.” He closed his eyes and lay down.

As soon as Giovanni was out of the shower, he yelled, “Get up, bro! You gotta get dressed.”

Then I went into the bathroom to take a shower. As I washed myself, I found that the bruising I could see had gotten worse. I was glad it was a Wednesday, or Phil would have had fun teasing me.

The bathroom door opened. “Hey,” Rosario called to me. “I gotta piss.”

“OK.”

“What’re you doing in there?” I heard Giovanni ask. The door must have been open.

“I’m peeing, what does it look like? You afraid I’m gonna touch her? Bro, I would never do that to you. Well, unless you asked me to.” He laughed, but I heard a smack. “Hey! I was kidding. I can hit you back just as hard now, you know.”

“Put your dick away, and get dressed.”

I laughed at them. Then the shower curtain opened, and I put my hands over my breasts. I sighed. It was Giovanni, grinning at me.

“Hurry up, my love.” He closed it again.

I finished up as quickly as possible and got out. When I was walking to the second bedroom to get clothes, I saw Rosario in the living room pulling his shirt off.

My mouth dropped. He wasn’t skinny anymore. He was bigger than Chad, but not like Giovanni. “Damn!” I winced. I didn’t mean to say it out loud.

He looked up at me and smiled. Then he flexed his biceps and turned around for me. “You like the new me? I bet the girls here will, too.”

“Put the guns away, lover boy,” Giovanni told him.

I blushed and went to get dressed. Knowing we were late, I hurried. Then I threw on sandals because it hurt to bend also.

Rosario looked exhausted as we walked down the block to his rental. When he opened the driver’s side door, he rested his head on the roof for a few seconds. “Maybe you should drive.”

Giovanni caught the keys his brother threw, and they switched places. I got in the back and tried to relax. Rosario sighed when he sat down. Then he put his hands over his face.

“Tired, huh?” Giovanni asked as he pulled out of the parking space.

Rosario turned towards him, “Stupid question.”

“I finally got you back.”

“Got me back for what?” Rosario asked, sounding confused.

Giovanni laughed. “For all those times you had two or three girls in your room while I was trying to sleep. Crystal’s loud, huh? Did she keep you up like I was hoping?”

“You have no idea what that sounded like,” Rosario explained. “It was almost like you guys were in the room with me. I kinda wanted to see what you were doing to her to make her scream like that.” He looked at me for a few seconds. “It was a lot louder than the first time you guys were naked in bed together. You actually fucked her this time.” He laughed. “She’s walking like you fucked the shit outta her.”

“Seriously? Crystal, I hurt you again?”

“What do you mean, again?” Rosario growled. “You better not be abusing her. I’ll kick your fucking ass.”

I sighed. “He’s not. What is it with you guys assuming it’s abuse? I like it.”

“Hey, that’s you guys!” Rosario shouted.

I smiled as I heard my song coming from the radio. “It’s cool, huh?”

“Who wrote it? It’s not like your other stuff.”

I saw Giovanni stiffen. He didn’t want his brother to know what it was about. “Um, Chris did. He don’t wanna talk about it, though.”

“OK, I won’t ask then.”

When we arrived at the recording studio, no one but Jon was there yet. We found him banging away on the drums, looking like he was having a great time. He didn’t look up at all. I didn’t recognize what he was playing, but he had headphones on, so was most likely playing along with something.

Giovanni put an arm around my shoulders and leaned down to me a little. “I had no idea he was this good.”

Jon had just stood up when Chad walked into the main room. I could see by the dark glasses he wore that he had a bad hangover. He kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, “I love you, baby.”

I scowled at him, suddenly thinking about the night before.

“What’s your problem?” Chad asked, pulling me, until we were alone.

I angrily took his glasses off and looked into his baby blue eyes. “You! You prick!” Devastated by what he had done, I bit my lip, trying not to cry.

“What the fuck, Crystal? What the hell happened?”

“Really? We’re gonna play it that way? You fucked me in the car last night and came in me!”

Chad’s mouth dropped, “I what?” He looked shocked. “Baby, I… Are you sure?”

“I had cum dripping out of me the whole trip home.” I punched his abdomen. “If you got me pregnant, I’ll fucking kill you.”

He grabbed me and hugged me. “I’m so sorry. I swear I’ll do whatever you want if you are. I’ll be with you, or not. I’ll be a good father, I promise. I’ll be there for you.”

Tears started falling. He didn’t mean to do it. I felt it. “I don’t want a baby now.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” He stroked my hair. “I wish you could use that morning after pill. I know how sick the hormones make you. No matter what, I swear I’ll be there if it happens. I’ll massage your feet and buy you ice cream in the middle of the night, whatever, really. And you know I got the money to take care of you guys.”

I sniffled. “I know you will. That’s not the point. We’re not ready for kids yet.”

Giovanni came to us. Then I heard him exhale loudly.

“Stop, it’s just a hug,” I told him quietly, lying. Chad stepped away.

“I know. I can’t help it,” Giovanni softly replied before turning. “Hey, that sounded great. What was it?” Giovanni asked Jon, who was walking our way.

Jon smiled. “A friend of mine needed help. His drummer broke his arm right before they finished the last track of their album. I was just filling in.”

“Sounds like a cool song,” I added.

Just after that, Chris dragged himself into the studio. He looked worse than Chad. I went to him, slowly and looked him in the eyes. “Are you sure you can do this today? You’re a wreck.”

“My voice is fine. My head on the other hand, is killing me.”

I touched his cheek. I felt bad for him, but it was his own fault. They were all so stupid the night before. I was very glad I made Giovanni stop drinking.

“I got some painkillers. Just sit down a minute.”

By the time we broke for lunch, things had gone somewhat smoothly. I swore there were going to more issues because of Chris and Chad’s hangovers. Chris only had to be sick once, but then he felt better. Chad pretended to be fine.

While I was eating, Chad sat next to me and leaned his head on my shoulder. Then I knew he felt worse than he was letting on. I ran my hand through his hair and hugged him. Giovanni was on my other side and sighed. I knew he hated that I still felt the need to take care of Chad.

“He needs me, Giovanni. Please,” I quietly said.

Giovanni stood up. “I know. I’ll be back.” Then he walked away.

“Sit up,” I whispered.

I stood behind Chad and took his shoulders in my hands. Then he rested his head on my breasts. I should have told him to move, but that was his normal position when I massaged his shoulders. Soon I went on to his upper arms then his back. When I was done with his neck and scalp, he looked much better and somewhat relaxed.

Chad stood up and hugged me. “Thanks, baby.” Then he kissed me on the cheek and whispered, “I’m sorry I was such an ass last night.”

“It’s done. You can’t change what you did.” I put my hands on his waist and lay my head on his chest. “But if I’m pregnant, all hell’s gonna break loose again.”

“I’m really sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to do that to you. I swear it wasn’t on purpose.”

Then Giovanni called to me. “Crystal, I need you.” He was sitting behind the drum set with a jealous expression.

I sighed and touched Chad’s cheek, as I looked up at him. “I hope I never have to tell him I did it again.”

Chad bent down to me. “I did it again, not you. I’m sorry.”

I let him go and walked away from him, wincing as I tried to walk gingerly.

“Hey, baby, wait.”

I turned around.

“Come here.” When I did, he continued, “He hurt you again, didn’t he? You’re walking funny.” Then he looked into my eyes and tried to hide his fury. “Are you bruised up again?”

“Chad,” I lowered my eyes. “You promised you wouldn’t interfere.”

“I know, but he’s too rough with you.”

Then I heard, “Crystal, come here, now!”

“We’ll talk later.” I knew Giovanni was trying to control himself. When I got to him, he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap. “Ow!” I cried out when my ass hit his leg.