Life & Love of the Tormented

Chapter Fifty One

"This is your room while you're here", Ria says excitedly as she opens the white door at the end of the hallway. "My room is right next door, see?", she continues, pointing to the room to the right of mine and flashing her beaming smile.

  Even though she's fifteen now, the way her excitement about me visiting makes her eyes light up and reminds me of when she was little. When she was a toddler, running around clapping her hands because she was allowed apple juice. Or like when she was in grade five, on the verge of tears, shaking her certificate around when she won the spelling bee at school. Her eyes sparkle when she's this happy.

"What?", Ria asks when she realises I'd been staring at her and not the room. Her teenage attitude ruining the little moment I was having.

"Oh nothing, you just look so happy that I'm staying", I explained back to her.

"Oh", she says rolling her eyes, "I really am happy though sis", she assures me before wrapping her hands around my arm and hugging it. Pain shoots up into my shoulder and I wince but Ria doesn't seem to notice. "We're finally all back together, so of course I'm happy.".

The space that makes up my temporary room is brightly lit by the sun. It pours through two large windows that take up most of two walls on either side of the room. A perfectly made double bed lay in the centre of the room and light coloured, wooden side tables sit on either side of it. In the corner is a large tall boy dresser in the same wood to match and a single door closet is to the right of that.

"Wow", I say, almost whispering to avoid my voice aching.

"Yeah! It was the spare room but Mum bought new sheets and covers for the bed for you", Ria explains. Her smile stretching out her cheeks. "I missed you", she shrieks letting go of my arm and instinctually wrapping herself around me in a tight hug.

"I missed you to sis", I say hugging her back, trying not to make the small amount of pain that begins to spread across my body noticeable.

"Can I ask you something?", she says, releasing me slightly and pulling back to look at my face. Her tone becomes serious suddenly.

"Of course you can", I reply offering a small smile.

"What happened?", she asks gesturing to the injuries that cover my face and torso. "Did someone hurt you again?"

  Oh fuck.

  "Oh sis, no not at all!", I yell in realisation. "No one hurt me I promise! I honestly just drank to much and fell off my bed. I had a bottle in my hand and it smashed and I fell onto the glass", I shrug trying to make it casual.

  "Really?", Ria asks still looking concerned and as if she doesn't believe me.

  "It was just stupid accident I promise", I try to reassure her.

  "Why were you dri..."

  I cut her off, "Sis honestly it was just an accident. I shouldn't have been dancing on my bed while I was drinking okay?". I try to laugh it off. I don't want her to know what state my mind is in and the reason I was drinking in the first place. She doesn't need to hear that shit.

  "Oh", she laughs. "You're a dickhead".

  "I am", I shrug, still laughing.

  After dinner I try to do the dishes and help clean up but Mum and Ria insist for me to stop and sit down to rest.

  Apparently I get three days of being treated like a proper 'guest', then after that I'm part of the furniture and will be expected to help. Their logic makes me laugh.

  I'm not a real guest. I'm family and this is their home therefore it's my home to. Home means you help. But I pretend to entertain the idea and sit back down at the table again.

  Mum has 80's rock music playing and her and Ria are putting on quite the show while doing the dishes. They're laughing and dancing and singing the lyrics to me.

  "WOoaaahhhhh, we're half way there! WOOahhhh, livin' on a prayer!!"

  I don't think I've laughed like this in such a long time. They both look so happy and it's so infectious. Right now nothing is drowning me, I don't feel overwhelmed or anxious,  I'm just..... Happy.

  Taya was right, yet again.

  "Your best friend knows best!", my conscious reminds me.

  There is nowhere else I need to be right now.

  Only here, with them.

  Here is where I need to be.

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  His hands rest on either side of my hips as I lower myself down onto him. He sucks in a harsh breath through his teeth when he enters and fills me.

  I begin to roll my hips over him. His cock grazing my g-spot as I grind against his body and a moan escapes my lips.

  He sits up and pulls his torso against mine. His hands rack down my spine as he tries to hold me closer to him. His hot lips press against the already dampening skin of my neck. He begins thrusting up into me, pushing me closer to the edge.

  "Oh yes Carter! Fuck! Yes!", I moan.

  My head falls back allowing him more access for his continual delicious torture on my throat. He kisses and bites and sucks over my favourite spot.

"Oh, fuck!"

  I'm getting closer, more desperate and begin to bounce and grind faster and harder down onto him. Holding his board muscular shoulders for balance and digging my black nails into his skin.

Our bodies glisten with sweat as our orgasms build.

  His mouth finds my nipple. He pulls it between his teeth and sucks hard.

  Our movements become increasingly more feverish and passionate and hot as fuck.

  His hands hold my hips again as he helps to bounce me, slamming my body down against his. He strategically dips his length deeper into me with every stroke.

  Oh my lord he knows how to fuck!

  He's whispering dirty, filthy words in my ear and when he tells me how good I feel wrapped around his huge cock it tips me over the edge. We completely come undone together.

  I'm panting heavily as I slump over him. I'm exhausted and satisfied.

  My body shudders as he pulls out of me and lays my limp body down beside him. My post orgasm bliss floats around me.

  "You okay baby?", he whispers as he leans down and kisses my forehead.

  "Mmm", I say smiling. "I missed you".

   When I open my eyes to greet his sparkling blue ones my world comes crashing down around me.

  My room is empty.

  I'm alone.

  And I can't believe I just had a fucking sex dream about Carter...

  What the actual fuck?