Chapter 26
Tori
Something gleamed in Ross’ eye as I told him to get out and even though I’d stepped forward, and tried to let him know that I meant it, he didn’t back down.
He crossed the room and grabbed my shoulders and held me at arm’s length. “I’m not fucking going anywhere. I care about you, and I want you and I’m not letting you push me away that easily.” He looked me up and down and then leaned close to my face, his stubble scratching against me. “You want to know what I’ve been doing? I’ve been putting food in my kid’s mouth, I’ve been paying my fucking bills, and yes, I’ve done it all with this right here.” He cupped himself, and I jerked away.
“You’re vulgar.”
“Vulgar? You didn’t think I was so vulgar when I fucked you.” He gave me a challenging look, and I hated him for being right. “And though I’ve had many clients, most were individuals. I fell on hard times, Tori. I didn’t have some rich fucking aunt to set me up. My wife’s illness depleted my savings, and I was about to lose my fucking house. I’m not proud of it, but I don’t have to explain myself to you. I did all of it on my own time before I committed to you!”
I was so confused. I understood what it meant to be desperate. I’d not always had money, and my aunt had only been able to help me because she’d remarried and sold her house, but to sell yourself? “Why not get a loan or something?”
He raked his fingers through his hair and shook his head. “Who would have given me a loan without a job?”
I wiped my eyes and lifted my chin, giving him a defiant look. “What were you doing with them?”
“I’ll tell you everything if you want to hear it. I never wanted you to know or to think bad of me, and that’s why I wouldn’t commit to you off the bat. I had to make enough money to survive until I got a job. I quit the minute I got hired, I even told my friend not to set me up with any more appointments. I’m done!”
I felt like an idiot, but I believed him. Even more than that I was intrigued in a strange way, and curious. “I want to know.”
He stepped closer and pulled me into his arms, his mouth pecking at mine until finally he deepened the kiss and hitched my leg up at his hip. He ground against me, his thick length stroking me through his clothes and he pulled away, whispering into my ear. “Do you feel that, Tori?” I nodded and reached for my hand, placing it over his cock. “You want that, don’t you?”
I nodded again; I did want him. The fact that all of those other women had him hurt, but strangely it excited me that despite them all wanting him, he wanted me.
“Tell me.” His hard tone was softer than the look in his eyes.
“I do,” I whispered.
He lifted me up and carried me into my room, and pushed aside the messy covers where I’d wallowed in self-pity and cried for hours on end. Then he pulled down my shorts and stepped back.
“Take it off.” He gestured to my tank top and snapped his fingers, and I wasted no time doing what I was told. I lay there naked expecting him to fuck me, but he looked around the room and went to get my silk scarf that hung on my dresser. He came back, and my chest pounded, not knowing if I should let him. When he took my hands, I pulled them away.
“You wanted to see what they paid me for; I’m going to show you.” He grabbed my hands tighter and pulled them together behind me holding them tight with one hand while he tied me up. He wasn’t taking no for an answer, and I was all done fighting.
He looked around again as I lay there on my bed, my legs rubbing together as I watched him. He walked over to a picture board beside my dresser and took the small wooden clothespins from it which had at one time held pictures of Kevin and tested them on his thumb. My eyes widened wondering what he was going to do with them.
He returned to me and leaned over to lick my nipples, and I moaned out as he slapped my breasts. I struggled against my bindings, but they only got tighter.
“Don’t struggle, baby. It makes it tighten. That’s why you’ll be a good girl, now, right?” I shook my head and then screamed out as he clamped the clothespin onto my tight nipple. It hurt like hell and then a moment later, it was only a tingle between my legs, like the kind that made me want his big cock shoved in me.
This is what he would do with the women? It wasn’t so bad. Then he stood at the foot of my bed and unbuckled his pants and took down his zipper. His cock was bigger than I remembered and I knew it was only because I felt a hundred times more vulnerable. “Get on your knees.”
I rolled over and got up on my knees, and he tugged my bindings forcing me to the edge of the bed in front of him. I looked up into his eyes and waited for instruction, wishing there was a trace of a smile on his gorgeous face. There had been once for me, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever see it again.
“Suck it.” He crossed his arms and stuck his hips out, and since my hands were tied, all I could do was lean over and take it with my mouth. I hesitated, thinking about all of those women. Jackie had said there was about twenty of them, and each one had had their turn licking and sucking his cock. He’d even fucked the bride, and been her prize.
He reached around and gripped my hair, which had been put up in a messy bun that had only gotten messier as the day went to hell. I expected him to jerk me around, but instead, he nudged me forward and stared through me. “You want what they got, right. So, suck my fucking cock, Tori. Get your taste.” I hesitated, and he shook his head. “It’s all yours now, so take it. Claim it and own it.”
I thought of what he was saying and realized most of what had bothered me wasn’t his whoring, but that they were getting something I’d wanted. He was mine, and I was going to take what was mine. I leaned forward, putting my mouth around his cock and not quite sure what to do about the rest of his length since I couldn’t stroke it. It would only go into my mouth so far. But then he smiled and stroked my cheek.
“Fuck, yeah. That’s a good girl, baby. Suck my cock and make it yours.” I worked his meaty, bulbous head and bobbed my head up and down, only taking to the back of my mouth out of the depths that proved troublesome before. But he still had hold of my hair, and he nudged me forward until I’d taken another good inch more.
My mouth was so full, and I was about to need a breath when he pushed his cock deeper, pulling my head closer and thrusting his hips slightly. I felt it pop into my throat and then he pinched my nose. I was totally helpless, and I struggled, moaning a muffled plea against his cock which popped in out of my throat and stroked my nasal passage. My face puffed up and I thought I might explode, but he pulled off, and I was left gasping for air. Before I could complain, he was back in my mouth, still holding my head and fucking my face. I was a mess of teary eyes and spit by the time he let up, and I was ready to collapse. Being tied was not comfortable, and my nipples were turning an angry red, but my pussy was tingly and now and then I’d feel an ache of desire wash through me. I was ripe and ready.
“Stand up and turn around. You’re going to take this fucking cock hard, like a dirty little slut.” I did as I was told and he pushed me face down on the bed and tugged at my bindings. A moment later I felt his cock press against me and then he sliced into me, with force and no care for my pleasure. He pumped hard and tears stained my cheeks.
“Don’t cry, Tori. You wanted to see what I gave those women; this is a taste of it all. I didn’t make love to them as I did to you, I wasn’t gentle. They paid to use me, and I was so down on my luck that I let them. You were different. Do you see that now?”
He had always been so gentle unless I’d begged but this was not the same way we usually made love. I remembered the one word he’d told me was magic when his cock was inside me. “Please,” I begged.
“Please what?” He sped up, and my first orgasm ripped through me making me lightheaded.
“Please, be easy. Please.” My legs were collapsing beneath me, and I slid down from all fours until my tummy was against the bed. I wanted my, sweet Ross. I needed him to make love to me.
“You’re going to get just what they get; they paid me thousands to make them beg and to make them come. I’m going to make you come so hard.”
My pleasure was so intense that I felt like giving in and lying there letting him pound and fill me, but I wasn’t going to give up so easily. He expected me to tap out and I wasn’t about to. My next orgasm was so intense that I screamed out and suddenly he reached down and pulled the clothespins off in one quick movement.
A blood-curdling scream belted from me as I came so hard I soaked his balls and all down my ass. He clapped his hand over my mouth and laughed.
“That’s right, baby. I’m going to give you all my come in a minute. Fill your little hole so full you hiccup.”
“Mm. Please.” I loved the feeling of those pins being ripped away, and I hoped we could play with that another time. “Untie me. I want to touch you.”
“No. You’re going to have to stay tied until you’ve learned your lesson.”
“I’m sorry, Ross. I should never have doubted you.” He slowed his pace and leaned over me.
“I only did what I had to do, and I’d like for you to forgive me and see the real me. If you can’t, then this is going to be the last time for us, and I think that would be a terrible shame.”
“I don’t want it to end, Ross. If you said you’ve quit, and you really mean it, I want to be with you.” The words rushed from my lips like a plea, and he stopped and picked me up and spun me around. His eyes were much softer than before.
He kissed me deeply and then lay me back against the bed as he nudged himself between my legs.
“I have quit. I promise it’s only you.” He worked himself slowly into me, being much more tender than before. “No one is as special to me as you aside from my daughter, and I truly mean that, Tori.” He lifted my legs up and placed them on his shoulders as he drove deep, stroking my most tender spot. He worked me through another soaking orgasm, and as I went limp from my exertion, he buried his cock and held it as he filled me up.