HE WAS HERE and I drove him wild with my costume just like I’d planned. It was kind of fun looking for him in the crowd. When he got in here, I was going to let him quickly fuck me and then we could go back to the party. There was something exciting and extremely erotic about the idea of making love in costume.
When I heard the bedroom door open and close behind me, I smiled. He locked the door and came up behind me, wrapping his arms around me.
“I’ve missed you,” I slurred slightly.
His hands traveled up my stomach and caressed my breasts through the thin fabric of my gown, causing me to moan. One hand slid down to rub over my sex.
“Oh, God. I want you so badly,” I whispered.
One hand was pinching my nipple and the other was rubbing back and forth over my clit. Even though I was fully clothed, it was a crazy turn-on. Finally having had enough and needing skin-to-skin contact, I begged him, “Please fuck me.” I turned around and started to giggle when I realized that he was a damn football player—helmet and all. His face was painted completely black underneath making it difficult to see his normally handsome features. “Are you serious?” I laughed. “You couldn’t come up with anything better?”
I missed him so much and couldn’t wait to get that damn helmet off him. However, my laughter died in my throat when he started to remove it. That was not the face of my sweet lover. No, the man who had been touching me was not Cale—he was Sam. I began to scream, but he covered my mouth with his hand and pushed me onto the bed, falling with me. Frantically, I thrashed against him, but his strength overpowered my inebriated state. I started sobbing uncontrollably as he shoved my gown up over my hips.
“God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he growled into my ear.
Muffled whimpers escaped my covered mouth and I felt tears pouring down my face as he ripped my panties away from my body. I kept squirming under his grip, but he was too strong.
Still holding me down with one hand covering my mouth, he unbuckled his pants and pulled them down. “I fucking love you, Lia,” he murmured into my ear as he forced my legs apart with his knee. Finally finding a position that would allow him access, he poked my entrance, preparing to rape me. Terror consumed me as I tried like hell to not let him inside me.
A loud crash made him pause, and I immediately felt relief when he was ripped away from my body. The fury of the angry god Zeus, my Cale, lashed out on him. Cale’s bare chest tightened as he launched toward Sam the football player, his fist in the air.
Everything was happening in slow motion for me. I felt lightheaded—like I was going to pass out.
Zeus was punching Sam the football player in the face over and over again. I could hear the sickening noise of flesh against flesh. Tina Turner was hovering over me, pulling a blanket to cover my body. Ike Turner was yanking Zeus off Sam the football player. Zeus was covered in blood and looking over at me with tears in his eyes.
I was drunk and in shock. Everything went black.
When I slowly came to, I realized that I was in Cale’s arms. His chest was bare and he was splattered with blood.
“What kind of costume is this?” I asked him, still dazed.
“Shh, honey. Don’t talk. You’re in shock right now. Did he hurt you?” he mumbled as a tear fell down his cheek.
Why is he crying? I am so confused.
And then, like a ton of bricks crashing down on me, I remembered. Sam had just attempted to rape me and gotten really close. Had Cale not come in at that exact moment, it would have been done. Comprehending the gravity of it all, I started to bawl my eyes out.
Cale just stroked my hair, saying, “It’s okay now,” over and over as he repeatedly kissed my face.
We hadn’t been sitting there for long when I heard a voice say, “Ma’am, we’d like to take your statement now.” It was an officer.
“Where is he?” I questioned with my eyes still buried in Cale’s chest. I was terrified of seeing Sam again.
“We have him in custody at the moment. An EMT is checking over his injuries right now. No worries though, ma’am. They’re outside,” he assured me.
I sat up to look at the young officer. Being that it was Halloween and he was clearly new to the job, it almost appeared as if he’d dressed up as a cop. Cale wrapped his arms around me protectively. Anj sidled up next to me and put her hand on my leg to comfort me.
After tearfully explaining to the officer the entire ordeal from the date last week to tonight’s attempted rape, I began to nod off sleepily. Cale pulled me closer and finished answering questions before the officer finally left.
“Cale, hon, you and Lia should stay here tonight. She looks in no shape to travel anywhere,” Anj told him.
Before he could answer her, I spoke up. “No, please. Cale, please take me back to your house. I can’t stay here!” I shrieked, feeling a panic attack forming at the thought of sleeping in the same bedroom I was almost raped in.
Cale stood up and brought me to my feet in front of him. “I’ll take her home.”
Anj and Deion exchanged sad glances but finally both nodded in agreement. As we left the room and passed through the house, I realized that everyone had gone home. I’d effectively ruined their party with my drama.
I felt numb as Cale helped me into the truck. Staring out the window, I kept thinking over and over about what had almost happened. I began to sob again because I was utterly horrified of the fact that Sam had almost fully taken advantage of me. Thank God he was finally in custody. He could rot in hell for all I cared.