“Come fuckin’ on. We need to talk about this without you shutting me out,” I growled.
Elsie walked over to the window and stood looking out. Both her hands were on her hips with her back to me. I was sure she was listening to me, but wouldn’t react.
“In a few years, once everything settles down, maybe you can come back. Take a stab at that job you wanted.”
“A few years?” she spun around to face me now. “You want me to spend the next few years of my life on the run? From a man who has already destroyed my whole life?”
“The priority is to keep you alive.”
“The priority should be that I have a life,” she snapped, taking a few steps towards me. “What do you picture for me, Tristian? A life cooped up in some obscure town in a secure house? Where I’m surrounded by guards who don’t talk to me. Can I even leave this house? Ever? Can I go get fast food if I want to? Can I get a job and earn a living?”
“You won’t have to do anything,” I said.
“But what kind of life is that? If I do this, Tristian, then I’m just letting Aldo win. He may not have physically killed me, but he would’ve killed everything that matters in my life.”
She peered into my eyes for an answer, but in them she saw I wasn’t budging. I wasn’t going to let Aldo take her again. Torture her and kill her. I wouldn’t be able to live with that. I’d never forgive myself for it.
Elsie’s lips quivered while she waited for an answer.
“And what about…us?”
I said nothing.
“Or does that not matter anymore?”
Still, nothing. I didn’t have the words to explain to her what she’d done to me. Just in the span of a few days. I was in love with her. I’d fallen hard for her the way I’d never fallen for anyone before. I wished I could tell her about it, but if I did, it’d only make matters worse.
She took a few steps back.
“I get it now. You want me out of your picture because I’m a problem. Because I mess up your day. You want to be free. You want your old life back.”
I couldn’t let her keep doing this to herself. I reached for her, grabbing her by her hips and pulling her to me. I thought she’d pull away but she didn’t. She fell on me with a thud and then I kissed her again.
Elsie gave herself to me in a way I didn’t expect her to.
I devoured her mouth, cradling her face with both hands and sucking on her tongue. She pressed into me hard, grabbing my cock and stroking.
I felt her desire for me. She wanted me with a hunger. I wanted her in the same way. I lifted her up and carried her to the bed.
Our bodies bounced as we fell into it. My hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of her body.
We rolled in the sheets together, kissing and seeking. My hand went down the front of her pants. I stroked that damp sweet spot between her legs that made me harder and stronger. Weaker too.
I ripped her pants down because I wanted to taste everything.
Elsie thrust her hips up towards me, inviting me in. I pressed my mouth to her clit, licking and tasting her while she wrapped her legs around my neck. She wanted to keep me there and I wanted to make her feel good. I wanted to take every pain away from the world for her.
I gripped her by her waist, my arms outstretched over my head while I slipped my tongue in her pussy and stroked her clit. She sighed and moaned, matching the rolling of her hips in rhythm to the way I tasted her. I sucked up her juices, licking her dry.
When she finally came, the whole bed shook and she murmured my name repeatedly. I kept her pinned down to the bed while my mouth was on her. Her toes curled and she arched her body over me, stroking my back with her long nails.
Once I was sure she was done coming, I pulled my head up to look at her. She was panting, staring at me with her big brown eyes. I wanted to tell her I loved her. That I wanted to wake up every morning and make her feel good like this.
But there were tears in Elsie’s eyes again. I knew what she was thinking. That this was going to be our last time together like this.
That was the reality.
I had to stick to my decision.
I let her go and straightened up. But Elsie remained on the bed with her legs wide open.
“Where do you think you’re going?” she demanded. I looked down at her with my narrowed eyes. My cock was rock hard and erect for her. She looked amazing lying on the bed, her top was pushed up, revealing her perfect breasts. Her stiff brown nipples.
“This is fucked up,” I growled, raking a hand through my hair. I didn’t know what I’d meant by that. I was fucked up. I didn’t want to lose her. I was so close to changing my mind and keeping her here with me.
Elsie rolled over and arched her ass up towards me. Presenting herself to me.
“Fuck me. Like this. Do it now,” she moaned, touching her wet pussy.
I had to do what she commanded.
Twenty-Nine
Elsie
Tristian entered me from behind.
He was about to leave but I was glad I was able to make him stay. He grabbed me by my hips and pulled me down to the edge of the bed before he thrust his cock deep into me.
I cried out with pleasure when he filled me.
A tall mirror sat in front of us on the other side of the bed and I saw us in
