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“Yeah, it’ll keep all of my cum inside of you, and it’ll make you feel full. I’m going to pump you full of me, then plug you and fuck your tight little ass.”
“You’re not putting that monster in my ass,” she squeals, and I feel her pussy clench around my fingers as she tenses her asshole.
“Oh, I am,” I drawl, leaning down and taking her mouth.
She doesn’t fight me. Instead, she surrenders effortlessly, her muscles going lax as I take control of the kiss. Etta may fight me, but she likes the way I own her. She craves it, and although I may have railroaded her into marrying me without giving her too much time to think about it, deep down I know she wants me just as much as I want her.
Dragging my lips from hers, I push my hand between us and find her clit.
“What are you doing?” she asks again.
“I’m going to make you come.”
“I can’t come again,” she protests, but her pupils dilate, revealing the truth.
“Yes, you can. You’re going to be my good girl and come around my fingers, then we’ll snuggle for a while.”
Her shaky whine tells me everything I need to hear, and I start to work her clit, rubbing my thumb in slow then fast circles until she comes on a whimpering gasp. Her cunt tightens, then releases over and over, and I smile, knowing that she’s sucking all of my cum deep into herself.
“Open your mouth,” I order when her eyelids flutter open.
She doesn’t ask why; she just parts her lips and does as I say. Slipping my fingers from her cunt, I push them into her mouth, rubbing my cum and her arousal all over her tongue and the inside of her cheeks.
“Fuck,” I rasp, my dick hardening while I watch her clean us from my fingers.
“I can’t go again,” she hurries to say when I pull my fingers from her mouth and wrap my palm around my hardening cock. “I need a minute, you were…rough,” she admits timidly like she’s not sure how I’ll react.
“I’m not sorry,” I admit, lifting her off the mattress so I can move us both up to the top of the bed, then position her cradled in my lap, her head resting on my chest. “You needed to understand and admit to yourself that you’re mine now. But I’d never deliberately hurt you. I never want that. Please tell me you know that.”
“I think…I think I know that, at least not physically. I don’t think you’d hurt me like that,” she says, her voice barely loud enough for me to hear.
“Tell me the worst thing I did to you when we were kids,” I ask, not sure why I’m bringing our past into our present right now.
“I…” She trails off like she’s not even sure what to say.
“If I’m going to make it up to you, then I need to know everything I did to hurt you.”
“You took the new cell phone Mom and Bruce brought me, and you texted all of my friends, spreading rumors about the others. The things you said to them were horrible. How I thought one girl was ugly, another fat, another girl, you said I’d seen her dad having an affair. You told one of them that her parents resented her and she was the reason they were getting a divorce. I guess it was all petty, childish things, but to an eleven-year-old girl, they were devastating. I always found it hard to make friends, and the group I’d become a part of had all known each other a lot longer than they’d known me. They all told each other all the awful things you’d said while you pretended to be me, and then they turned on me. They were pretty popular, and I’d been so excited to be accepted by them, but after that, they didn’t just not want to be my friends anymore, they turned my entire grade against me. The bullying got so bad that Mom pulled me out of school and homeschooled me. Once it was time for me to start high school, I went to a school in another district and tried to start over, but I was too isolated and scared to try to make friends. I kept to myself and just studied to get good enough grades to get into college.”
“Fuck,” I hiss beneath my breath. I was a fucking asshole. I cost her all her friends, and she had to leave school.
“You deleted all the messages after you sent them, so I didn’t even realize you’d done it until I got to school and my friends all hated me.”
“You made friends in college, though, right?” I ask, a hint of panic in my voice.
She doesn’t speak, but I feel her shake her head.
“Octy is the first person who refused to let me keep a distance between us,” she says softly. “We met at work. The girl who worked the front desk was mean, she hated me on sight. When I got my job, I was employed to do social media marketing for a lifestyle brand. I knew it included the tattoo studio, but I wasn’t expecting to work at the studio itself. I showed up on my first day in a skirt suit and pumps. Lauren looked me up and down and laughed at me. She told me to go home because I’d never fit in. Octy told her to go fuck herself, then she took me under her wing. She did my tattoos, and she refused to let the friendship fade when she moved states away. She’s the best friend I’ve ever had.”
“I don’t even remember texting those girls,” I admit, feeling like the biggest jackass in the world.
“It was a long time ago,” she says sadly.
“Tomorrow, I’ll introduce you to James and Tori, they’ll love you, and I’ll bet Betty already adopted you into the Barnett girl gang. You’ll have more friends here than you’ll know what to do with.”
“Oz,” she says tiredly. “I don’t?—”
“I can’t erase all the things I did back then, but I can make up for them now. I’ll fix everything.”
