I Won't Give Up on You by F. L. Jacob

everything from me, but what’s it to you?”
    A Grinch-like smile crosses her face. “More than you know. I think we can work well together. That is, if you’re willing to get your hands dirty for me.”
    Beverly continues to talk about the relationship she had with Caston and how he spited her. She’s looking for revenge and explains how I come into her plan.
    I scratch my chin and stand up to stretch. I pace the room, thinking about what she’s saying to me. Could I really do this?
    The next pass I make by her, she grabs my cock. Completely catching me by surprise, I clinch the back of her head and shove her head onto my shaft. Her warm mouth slides up and down, making me want to fall to my knees. Before I’m able to come, she pushes me back.
    “What the fuck, lady?”
    “You like that? There’s more where that came from. I can definitely teach things you’ve never dreamed of. Why don’t you just say yes, pretty boy, so we can just move on with my plans?”
    Nodding my head slowly, she gets up from the chair and makes her way to me, unbuttoning her top as she approaches. Using her shirt she ties my hands together before I can make a move on her.
    “What the—”
    “No talking.”
    “But—”
    SMACK. “I said no talking! You will from this point on only call me Mistress and only talk when you are being addressed. Do you understand?”
    Eyes wide, I stare back at her. “What?”
    She steps back and smacks me again. “I will not proceed until you address me the correct way.”
    I have to have her. I’ve never been this hard in my life. “Yes—yes, Mistress.”
    Her evil smile appears again. “Good boy. Let’s see how I can take care of this for you.”
    She leans over me and sinks her mouth onto my cock again. I groan and let my eyes close, relishing in her expert mouth and thinking about the deal I just made with the devil.
     

     
    The jingling of the phone breaks through my dream. I turn my head toward the noise and reach around, feeling next to me until I find the vibrating, annoying sound. Cracking one of my eyes open, I see that Sara’s car is on the move again. Groaning, I squeeze my eyes shut again and roll over, so I can stretch before getting up. My cock is standing on high alert because of the dream I just woke from. I grab my shaft in my hand and rub it up and down. Fuck, I wish Beverly was here or the redhead. Her lips were like heaven.
    Rolling off of the bed, I shuffle my way to the bathroom to take a shower. Beverly’s payments for doing her dirty work let me get a condo nicer than any place I’ve ever lived in before. The room starts to fill with steam, and I step under the stream of water. Turning my face into the hot liquid, I slowly rest my head onto the tile wall. The wheels in my head start turning on how I’m going to execute the next part of my plan.
    A laugh rises up through my body at my choice of words, execute. Laughing aloud and having the sound echo through the room makes it evil sounding. I guess I am for what I have planned.

 
     
    After making love to Sabrina on our beach, I lay with her resting on my chest, listening to the rain splash on the water. The sound is calming and Bre was curled into me on the verge of falling asleep. I look up into the sky and watch the rain fall down on us.
    Even through the calm my mind is racing. What am I going to do about James… about Rose? How am I going to handle the situation that lies ahead of me—us now?
    Sabrina shivers and curls tighter into the crook of my arm. Mindlessly, I stroke her arm and her skin relaxes under my touch. I hear an owl in the distance, and the lighting streaks across the sky again.
    Shifting slightly, I grab my soaked t-shirt and pull it over Sabrina’s head before moving to stand. I pull my jeans up then crouch down to her. Pushing her soaked hair off her forehead, her eyes meet mine. I smile and think how perfect life is with her. She takes in a deep breath when I lean over to place a kiss where