Chapter 18
Ensley
“He was a very jealous man,” I said in a squeak.
I was still on my bed, and Thorn was sitting on the edge of it. It was past noon now, and he was holding my hand tenderly in his. As long as he was touching me, I knew that I was going to be okay. He had asked me to tell him everything I could about Ryan and our relationship, and we had spent the whole morning talking about it.
“Jealous of your success?” Thorn asked, and I dabbed my damp cheeks with the backs of my hands.
“I wasn’t really successful then, but yeah, he didn’t want me to pursue a career in acting. He didn’t want me to pursue a career at all, in fact. He wanted me to stay locked up in our tiny studio apartment in Queens and never leave without him. He couldn’t stand it if someone looked at me if I happened to look at someone. He wanted me all to himself,” I said, and I could feel another cry rising up in my throat.
Thorn reached out and stroked my left cheek with his thumb. He could see how difficult this was for me to talk about, but we both knew that it was important to disclose everything.
I couldn’t believe how easily all of it was tumbling out of me. In the past five years, in fact, never had I spoken about Ryan and our relationship like this. In New York, Ryan had forced me to cut off all contact with my family and friends, and when I moved to LA; I had nobody I could be this honest with.
Thorn was the first person I was opening myself up to, and I had no idea why and how it was so easy for me to do so. It was like he had turned on some kind of tap inside me, and all of my pent-up emotions and fears were gushing out.
“How often did he physically abuse you?” Thorn asked, and his voice was deep and full of concern.
“I can’t count,” I said and shrugged my shoulders.
“Every time he thought I had defied him in some way. Every time he thought I was disobeying him. The degree of violence varied. Sometimes he just slapped me, sometimes he slammed my body against the wall and gave me nosebleeds. I had bruises on my arms all the time, just from him holding me tightly,” I said, and I couldn’t look at Thorn anymore. I covered my face with my hands and tried to not weep.
When I felt his hand on my head, I drew my hands away and looked into his handsome face. I still couldn’t believe that a man like him was so concerned for me, that he genuinely cared. His deep green eyes were heavy with anger and concern, his face was dark and stormy. I knew that if Ryan were in the room right now with us, he wouldn’t stand a chance against Thorn and his fury.
“Did you ever report it to the police?” Thorn asked and nodding my head, I got off the bed.
I walked over to my closet, and rummaged around in one of the drawers where I kept all the papers.
“I should have gone to the police a long time before, but I only had the courage one night when he was drunk and passed out on the floor. I had a split lip, and with a bleeding face, I went to the police,” I said, bringing over the papers to him. Thorn took them from me and flipped through the pages.
They were the medical documents of my examination of physical and mental abuse. It also contained a copy of the restraining order that had been levied against Ryan in the state of New York. Thorn studied them carefully and nodded his head.
“This is good, I’m glad you had the courage to do this,” he said, and I gulped. Getting a restraining order was the only reason why I could make my escape from New York. It was why I had the life I now did in LA.
“Do you know what happened to him after you left him?” Thorn asked. I gulped and shook my head.
“He never contacted me, and I tried to not think about him. We have no mutual friends, and I didn’t try to find out. I figured that he had gotten a scare when the police knocked on his door and handed him the restraining order,” I said, and Thorn was nodding his head knowingly.
“Yeah, ultimately, guys like him who pick on defenseless women, are just pussies. I just have to figure out where he is now and why he suddenly has the courage to come after you,” Thorn said, and I pressed my lips together, to stop myself from breaking into another volley of tears. I didn’t want Thorn to think that I was a cry-baby.
He saw me trying to fight my tears, and he reached for my hand.
“It’s going to be all right, we’re going to take care of him. I and my club are going to make sure that Ryan is gone from your life,” there was conviction in Thorn’s eyes as he spoke to me and I couldn’t help thinking that he had a definite plan.
“How are you going to do that? What are you going to do?” I asked, and Thorn reached for my hand again and gave it a squeeze.
“You don’t need to worry your pretty little head about it. I’ll take care of it. Just leave it up to me,” he said. Thorn was holding my gaze strongly, and I could feel my cheeks beginning to flush again. He always had such a strong effect on my body that I had no control over.
“For now, let me draw you a bath, and you can relax a little,” Thorn said, and I couldn’t stifle the smile that was forming on my face now. How did he know that was exactly what I needed?
***
Thorn had led me to my bathroom, where he started filling the tub with hot water. I stood by the door watching him work. He was sitting on the edge of the tub, running his fingers around in the water.
He was still in just his jeans, and his ripped, chiseled torso looked dreamy as he sat there. I couldn’t believe that I had sex with this man, that he was in my bathroom practically naked. He was definitely the finest physical specimen of a man I had ever slept with, and I just couldn’t get over how lucky that made me feel.
“The water’s ready,” he said, looking at me abruptly. He had caught me staring at his body again, and this made me blush.
I stepped into the bathroom, while he reached for a jar of bath salts. Tipping it over the tub, he poured some of the lavender scented salts into the water, and it bubbled up.
“You’ll have to undress for this, Ensley,” he said, with a smile in his eyes when he watched me approaching the tub. It was like, at this moment; I had completely forgotten about everything that had happened before this. I couldn’t understand it, but Thorn had a way of making me forget. I didn’t even remember hearing Ryan’s breathing over the phone. All I could think about was Thorn’s beautiful naked body, crouched over the bathtub.
I placed my hands on my shoulders, fiddling with the straps of my dress. Slowly, I pulled them down over my arms and Thorn was watching me. The dress traveled down over my breasts, and they swung into view. His green eyes grew as he saw them, swinging in front of his face.
Neither of us was saying a word. I pulled my dress down further, and it fell to the floor. Thorn’s gaze drifted down to the spot between my legs, still covered by my panties. I pulled that down too so that I was standing completely naked in front of him.
When he reached his hand out, I thought he was going to touch me; instead, he had just offered me his hand to hold, so that he could help me into the tub. I followed his silent instructions, reaching one foot into the water while he kept me steady with his hold.
The water was perfect in temperature, and I could instantly feel the calming effects of the lavender as the bubbles lapped against my skin. I giggled like a child as I thrashed down into the water, splashing water on Thorn. He laughed and wiped some soapy froth off his face. I was sinking into the water, my body was covered in bubbles and froth now. I could see Thorn’s eyes searching for the shape of my body through the water, but he couldn’t see.
Suddenly, he reached for my face with both hands, holding my cheeks between his palms.
“Just try and relax, Ensley,” he said, in a deep guttural growl and I parted my lips as I stared at him. My eyes were glittering bright, I wanted him again, and I knew that he could sense how much I needed him.
He reached his big body over the length of the tub, and with the strength in his biceps, he kept himself in that position while his mouth hovered just above mine.
It was me who initiated the kiss this time. I couldn’t control myself. I pushed myself, against the soft lapping waves of the water towards him, knocking my mouth right into his. Thorn opened his mouth, inviting my tongue into his and we kissed wildly.
I started moaning almost instantly. Nothing had felt so comforting before. To be surrounded by calming warm water, my body drenched in soapy bubbles and having Thorn’s mouth against mine. He kissed me back fiercely, my face angled in every direction as I welcomed his tongue down my throat. My breasts were rising and falling above the line of water, and I heard a splash, just as I felt Thorn’s hand reach for my left nipple.
I gasped in his mouth, as his fingers teased the nipple. Tugging and pulling and squeezing. Despite being in the bath, my body already drenched; I could feel wetness spreading between my thighs. I parted my legs instinctually, and gently, even though he was way stronger than me; I tried to pull Thorn into the water.
There was a loud splash when he jumped into the tub. A lot of the water thrashed out and on to the bathroom floor. I laughed loudly, as he settled himself, still in his jeans, at the other end of the tub.
“Maybe you should have undressed too, before getting into the water,” I said, cocking an eyebrow up as I looked at him. It didn’t take him long, he peeled his wet jeans off his body and threw it on the floor. Like a big whale in a small tub, Thorn looked like he was too big for the space but he didn’t seem to mind.
My feet were floating near his face, and he reached for one of them and gently stroked the sole of my foot against the rough stubble of his cheek.
The feeling was explosive. Soft against rough. Shocks ran up and down my spine, and I could feel the knots in my belly tightening. I wriggled my foot away from his grasp, and I floated myself over to his side. I was climbing up his body, to reach for his face. I felt his hands on my waist as he pulled me closer.
Within moments, my breasts were pressing down on his expansive chest, and our lips grazed. I could feel my heavy eyelids drooping, my body was overcome with desire for him. Thorn tightened his grip on my waist, and his eyes roamed over my face.
“You were supposed to be relaxing,” he said, and I bit down on my lip.
“Exactly,” I replied, and he smiled.
***
I threw my head back, and my wet blond hair slapped against my bare damp back. My hands were on Thorn’s chest, and I had my legs on his either side. I could feel the strength of his arms as he held me, his hands on my waist, down my slippery thighs. Every inch of my body that he touched was immediately set on fire.
His green eyes were dark with desire now, and I looked at him with my mouth hanging open.
My pussy was ready for him, and his thick throbbing cock was erect and ready to take me too. I slipped and slid over him, adjusting myself so that I could position right over him. I gasped when I felt the tip of his cock graze the folds of my pussy.
The soapiness of the water around us made it easier for me to slide down over his cock. It stretched my pussy as I pushed myself harder and harder down. I could feel the length of him enter me, reach deep inside. I began to move.
Thorn grunted as he held my gaze. Our bodies were splashing around in the warm lavender scented water, while I rocked over him. His cock was deep inside me, and now I was moving my body up and down its length.
Those knots in my belly that had tightened earlier began to come loose, and I moved myself quicker. His cock was rubbing against that spot deep inside me, the spot that would make me come hard and I didn’t stop. I moved harder and rougher, and Thorn’s grip on my waist strengthened.
I could feel myself reaching the edge already, while I rode him. My breasts bounced in front of his face, and every so often, he stuck his tongue out so that he could lap against my erect sensitive nipples. Just as I cried out, he wrapped his lips around one of them and gave it a long hard suck. I threw my head back again.
I was overwhelmed with desire and how he was capable of making me feel. With his hard cock deep inside me, my hands on his chest and my nipple into his mouth, I came.
I could feel my juices flowing out of me and my toes curling in the water. I gripped his chest with both hands, using the muscles on his body as support while my body writhed.
“Yeah, come for me, baby,” I heard him growl as my body spasmed out of control. My swollen clit was rubbing against the rough hairs around his cock, sending my body into a further tizzy. My pussy was sliding up and down the length of his cock, and my nipples were throbbing from being in his mouth.
“Fuck, yeah!” he roared, just when I felt him release too. Thorn’s seed shot deep inside him, while I continued rocking over his body. His cock thrust in and out of me, till I could feel both our juices mingling together. He came like a wild animal, gripping me tightly by my waist, roaring with every thrust and emptying himself deep inside me.
It felt like hours later that our orgasms finally began to subside. I was out of breath, exhausted and feeling relieved. I crashed down on his chest, the water in the tub still gently lapping against our bodies. He began stroking my damp hair.
“You are like a fucking bomb,” I heard him murmur, and I smiled when I heard his voice. It was crazy that I had this effect on him, that he couldn’t control himself around him. I had already pictured Thorn, having spent his life surrounded by sexy beautiful women who were way better in the sack than I was. Even though I might have come across as someone with a lot of sexual experience, I wasn’t. Ryan had officially ruined sex and relationships for me, till I met Thorn. Now, I felt like the floodgates had opened and all I wanted, was to constantly have his cock inside me.
I could feel my eyelids beginning to droop, as I lay like that on his body, with my cheek pressed against his chest.
“I hate to break up the party, but I have to go out. Meet the guys, see what plans we can come up with,” I heard him say.
I lifted my head up to look at him, and I pouted my lips.
“I really wish you didn’t have to go,” I said, and Thorn smiled before he pinched my chin and pulled my face to his, so he could kiss me again.
“And what will you wear? Your jeans are soaking wet!” I exclaimed with a laugh when he pulled his lips away from me again.
“I’ll throw it in the washing machine and tumble dry it,” he said, and I rolled my eyes and tried moving away from him. He didn’t let me. Thorn wrapped his strong muscular arms around me and kept me close to his body.
“Ensley, you trust me right? You trust that I’m keeping a close eye on you and your safety?” he asked, staring into my eyes. How was I supposed to explain to him; that the reason I didn’t want him to leave was because I wanted to spend more time with him, not because I was concerned about my safety?
I nodded my head instead, and he smiled again. The moment was short lived. Within minutes, we were both getting out of the bath. I respected the fact that he needed to go out and meet the other members of his MC, as much as I didn’t want him to go.
We dried ourselves off with fresh towels, and I wrapped one around myself and led him to the laundry closet where the washing machine was. When I turned to look at him, I saw him staring at my ass. A thrill ran down my spine. I felt beautiful when Thorn looked at me like that.