nothing to worry about.”
It does little to comfort me if he has people in place to take the guards out from afar. If I were to take back what I thought was rightfully mine, I would have my men outside far enough away and hidden but close enough to still take out those who threaten me but I don’t explain this because I doubt Jeremy would take what I have to say seriously. He already believes he has it all covered and I hope he is right. Maybe his uncle doesn’t have anything planned this time but it won’t be long before he does orchestrate an attack. If not this time then when Jeremy least expects it. He could just be using this time to get a feel for the layout of Jeremy’s guards and home. I have no idea if he has been here before so he may not know anything about the house or its landscape.
The fear of the unknown has my nerves on edge. I try to keep my fear from showing though as I turn in Jeremy’s arms and face him, wrapping my arms around his neck with a smile on my face. “You’re right. Everything will be fine. I don’t know why I was so worried.” Jeremy searches my face, probably to see if I am lying then looks past me into the distance.
“I would kill anyone who tries to cross me. I’m not worried.” I shiver at his threat.
To take our minds off the upcoming meeting, I lean in and press my lips to his before slipping my tongue between the seams and deepening the kiss. Jeremy grips me tighter into his embrace and pulls me back inside of his bedroom. Breaking the kiss for just a moment, he leads me to the bed and sits, pulling me to straddle him before sealing our lips in a deep kiss. Jeremy slips a hand under my dress and cups my mound while sliding his fingers deep inside me. Slowly he plays my body like strings on a guitar building my pleasure. Sliding back, he pulls his sweats off and pulls me on top of his length impaling me in one swift motion. The pain only lasts for a moment before it turns into pleasure. Gripping my hips in a bruising manner, Jeremy helps my movements along as I grind and swivel my hips, rise up, slam down and repeat the motions.
I have learned what he likes and the rougher I am, the better. I roughly glide my nails down his chest leaving marks and causing him pain. The more I do it the harder he seems to get and the rougher he slams inside of me. He uses one hand to slide to my clit to rub and pinch it helping me to my climax sooner. I moan and writhe on top throwing my head back and riding his cock as hard as I can. The more I spread my legs and lean back the deeper he seems to go. I can’t hold back any longer and he knows it as he sits up and takes a beaded nipple between his lips and sucks before biting while slamming me down on his cock causing both of our orgasms to explode out of us.
Instantly I feel guilty for enjoying what we just did. I squeeze my eyes shut and hide my face against his neck to help stop the hot tears from flowing. I cannot let him see how this has affected me. I have not cried during or after sex in a few months and if he sees that I am now he is going to know something is wrong. I cannot explain to him why I feel guilty or why this is wrong even if it feels good. He cannot know that Forrest is alive and that is why I feel so wrong about everything now. Instead, I breathe deeply as if I am finally catching my breath before climbing off him and heading to his bathroom to clean myself up.
I also have yet to tell him of my suspicions about being pregnant but I will save that for another day. Maybe after his meeting with his uncle. If he decides to forcefully abort this pregnancy as he did the last, I need to wait until after the meeting in case I need to be alert. I cannot be bed ridden again especially when I have a bad feeling about this meeting.
“Clean yourself up. Tonight we have company coming over.” Jeremy calls from his room and I stiffen hoping it’s not one of his buyers.
I take care of myself before heading to my room to gather
It does little to comfort me if he has people in place to take the guards out from afar. If I were to take back what I thought was rightfully mine, I would have my men outside far enough away and hidden but close enough to still take out those who threaten me but I don’t explain this because I doubt Jeremy would take what I have to say seriously. He already believes he has it all covered and I hope he is right. Maybe his uncle doesn’t have anything planned this time but it won’t be long before he does orchestrate an attack. If not this time then when Jeremy least expects it. He could just be using this time to get a feel for the layout of Jeremy’s guards and home. I have no idea if he has been here before so he may not know anything about the house or its landscape.
The fear of the unknown has my nerves on edge. I try to keep my fear from showing though as I turn in Jeremy’s arms and face him, wrapping my arms around his neck with a smile on my face. “You’re right. Everything will be fine. I don’t know why I was so worried.” Jeremy searches my face, probably to see if I am lying then looks past me into the distance.
“I would kill anyone who tries to cross me. I’m not worried.” I shiver at his threat.
To take our minds off the upcoming meeting, I lean in and press my lips to his before slipping my tongue between the seams and deepening the kiss. Jeremy grips me tighter into his embrace and pulls me back inside of his bedroom. Breaking the kiss for just a moment, he leads me to the bed and sits, pulling me to straddle him before sealing our lips in a deep kiss. Jeremy slips a hand under my dress and cups my mound while sliding his fingers deep inside me. Slowly he plays my body like strings on a guitar building my pleasure. Sliding back, he pulls his sweats off and pulls me on top of his length impaling me in one swift motion. The pain only lasts for a moment before it turns into pleasure. Gripping my hips in a bruising manner, Jeremy helps my movements along as I grind and swivel my hips, rise up, slam down and repeat the motions.
I have learned what he likes and the rougher I am, the better. I roughly glide my nails down his chest leaving marks and causing him pain. The more I do it the harder he seems to get and the rougher he slams inside of me. He uses one hand to slide to my clit to rub and pinch it helping me to my climax sooner. I moan and writhe on top throwing my head back and riding his cock as hard as I can. The more I spread my legs and lean back the deeper he seems to go. I can’t hold back any longer and he knows it as he sits up and takes a beaded nipple between his lips and sucks before biting while slamming me down on his cock causing both of our orgasms to explode out of us.
Instantly I feel guilty for enjoying what we just did. I squeeze my eyes shut and hide my face against his neck to help stop the hot tears from flowing. I cannot let him see how this has affected me. I have not cried during or after sex in a few months and if he sees that I am now he is going to know something is wrong. I cannot explain to him why I feel guilty or why this is wrong even if it feels good. He cannot know that Forrest is alive and that is why I feel so wrong about everything now. Instead, I breathe deeply as if I am finally catching my breath before climbing off him and heading to his bathroom to clean myself up.
I also have yet to tell him of my suspicions about being pregnant but I will save that for another day. Maybe after his meeting with his uncle. If he decides to forcefully abort this pregnancy as he did the last, I need to wait until after the meeting in case I need to be alert. I cannot be bed ridden again especially when I have a bad feeling about this meeting.
“Clean yourself up. Tonight we have company coming over.” Jeremy calls from his room and I stiffen hoping it’s not one of his buyers.
I take care of myself before heading to my room to gather
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