I was on my hands and knees on the bed, my ass pushed up against his washboard abs while he sank into me. My breasts shuddered and bounced with every thrust.
When he wrapped my hair around his fist and arched me back, it was the last straw. I knew I’d explode any moment.
With every stroke his cock, he went deeper inside me and I moaned. He fucked me hard, like a machine and I moaned with every thrust. I came while he fucked me like that. Second time in a row. I had lost all control.
As I came he reached around to stroke my swollen clit. He stroked me at the right spot, making my orgasm last even longer. My eyes rolled in my head, my mouth hung open. I had no control over my mind or the way my body responded to him. He was my master.
When I was done, I pushed up deeper against him, jiggling my ass to match his strokes. He gripped me by my hips and moved faster until he exploded inside me too.
He groaned and growled, falling over me. We both crashed down on the bed together while he remained inside me, fucking me deeper and harder. I hung off the edge of the bed while he thrusted his cock in me.
Then he was done. We were both out of breath. He covered me with his body, straightening my arms and legs out underneath him. I was pinned to the bed, I felt his whole weight crushing me. I loved being this way. I’d never felt more safe before…and then I remembered.
It’d be over soon.
This was our final goodbye before we went our separate ways.
For several years, if Tristian got his way.
How would I last that long? How would I survive the separation?
And he’d move on. From what? What did we have in the first place?
I wriggled and crawled out from underneath him. I couldn’t bear it. I didn’t want to feel like this anymore. Like I was living on borrowed time around him.
“When do you want me to leave?” I asked him, in a hollow voice.
Tristian chose not to answer my question, getting dressed instead. I pulled up my clothes too.
“So is that out of my hands too? You’re just not going to tell me when I have to go? You’re just going to ship me off somewhere whenever you want?”
Tristian’s jaws clenched tightly. It was hard to imagine we’d had sex so passionately just a few minutes ago. There was a part of him still inside me. I felt his cum trickling down the inside of my thighs. I choked up with tears the more I thought about it.
“I don’t know any of the details yet, Elsie. I haven’t thought about it long enough,” he said in a low commanding voice.
I got off the bed and stood in front of him, shaking my head.
“If you make me disappear, you’re not any better than Aldo. You’ll be doing the same thing he did—imprison me. I’ll have no freedom.”
“For fuck’s sake!” he growled, louder than he’d ever spoken to me before. “You’ll still be alive.”
He made for the door and I didn’t want him to leave. I went after him and grabbed his elbow. He turned around to face me and we stared at each other in silence for a few moments.
“I don’t know how I’ll get through it alone,” I murmured. I left out the part about him. I didn’t know how I’d get through it without him.
“You’ll have people with you, looking after you. I’ll make sure of it. You’ll never be alone.”
My nostrils flared as I gulped down my words. It had to be him. There wasn’t anyone else I wanted to be with, but him.
“I’m sorry, Elsie, but it’s the only way I can keep you safe. You need to go as far away from here as possible.”
I took my hand off his elbow and stepped back.
“You can come back some day, when it’s safe. You can have your life back, but to reach that point, you have to do this.”
I turned and threw myself on the bed. I didn’t want to look at him anymore. I didn’t want to hear what he said.
There was silence for some time and then he left the room, softly shutting the door behind him.
Tears trickled down my cheeks into the fresh smelling bed linen. I pressed my face into the sheets and breathed in the smell of him. What if I never saw him again? What if our paths never collided?
I owed him my life. I owed him everything. I loved him.
He just didn’t feel the same way about me. I’d always known it, but now there was no denying it.
It was over.
There wasn’t anything I could do to change his mind because Tristian Doherty always did exactly what he wanted to do.
He wanted to send me away.
Thirty
Tristian
Brendan found me smoking a cigarette by myself out in the gardens. Pretty much at the exact spot Elsie and I had stood over an hour ago. Before she realized I was about to betray her too. Just like her father had turned her world completely upside-down.
“You wanna be left alone?” my brother asked, coming up behind me.
“Kinda,” I groaned, without meeting his eyes.
I knew he’d figure it out if he looked at me. My brothers always figured it out.
“Something tells me you’re worried about her. Elsie.”
“I’m not going to have to worry about her safety anymore. I’ve decided to make her disappear.”
“Disappear?”
“Poof. Gone. I don’t want Aldo to ever find her. Ever lay a hand on her again. She could’ve died out there. If we were just a few hours late, he would’ve killed her. He was done with her.”
Brendan put a hand on my shoulder and I had no choice but to look
