Her Deadly Friends

Chapter 31

Danny Pov

I gasped and cried softly as he fucked me against the wall outside. I said no so many times in my head. I don't know how we ended up here. But he's soft when he's making love to me. He seduces me. He whispers softly in my ear. It drives me into his arms. He has both of my legs in his grip as he fucks me harder.

"Dean," I gasped again, wanting him to find that spot and hit it over and over. He's definitely inches towards it more and more, but he prefers to tease me. I don't think he likes the fact that he can't stop having sex with me. One minute he's glaring and angry then the next his eyes soften with lust and possession.

I was outside sweeping the patio of leaves. I wasn't doing anything. At that moment I wasn't even thinking about escaping. I can barely run without causing my pelvic to inflame with pain. I was out here thinking. I just want to know where my grandfather is or where Kyle is. When I ask Dean. He gets mad and has sex with me.

When he came and saw me sweeping the patio he got angry and said I was inching towards the gates, which is utter nonsense. I protested of course. But he still threw me against the brick wall and ravaged me.

Suddenly, it started to rain. Then thunder and lightning started. He slipped from me and laid on the grass. "Sit on it."

I was so worked up that I didn't hesitate. The rain and the storm just spurred me on. I bounced, rolled and grind on him, searching, wanting, aching. I felt his hands on my belly and looked down. He was in the throes of passion so I don't know if he even knows he's doing it. He started moving me how he wanted me to move. Seconds later my orgasm was upon me. His was shortly after. He usually gets up and leaves at this point but I'm tired of that. I want intimacy. I want his love and tenderness back. While he was coming down from the passion, I laid on him. I put my head in the crook of his neck and cried softly. And he let me. He even rubbed my back. That is until the baby kicked. The baby has bad timing.

He threw me off him and got up. I looked at him as the rain beat down on my face and body. I suddenly became angry.

"One day, you will lose me, Dean, and no amount of seducing will change how I feel." I got up and walked back through the door. I ran into his mother and Nakia.

Nakia said, "for god sakes, peasant. Why do you alway have those same rags on?" I looked down at my yellow dress with white flowers. I heard Dean come in. He walked in front of me. He looked at my dress. It looks like it just dawned on him that I've been wearing the same dress for weeks.

"I don't have any clothes that fit," I stated softly. Tears came to my eyes. I ran off.

I heard his mother sigh. "There she goes again. The little defenseless lamb."

"You two can leave now." I heard Dean say.

"But what about the contract?"

Get the fuck out!" He yelled. I scrambled up the stairs. I went to my room and got into the shower. The time I spent outside in the cold rain is starting to affect me. I started shivering. I turned the shower to hot water so that my body temperature could elevate. I stepped into the shower and sighed. It feels like a lifetime ago since I've had the simple pleasure of enjoying anything. All I think about is my grandfather, Kyle, Michelle, poor Kunal and of course, Dean. He has gone from my friend to lover to tormentor and my feelings haven't quite caught up to it all yet. I can't hate Dean. I've tried. And to be perfectly honest I understand his anger.

If I was in a position like this, I wouldn't know what to do. He used to trust me and I'm telling him one thing but the factual proof is telling him something else. He doesn't know what or who to believe so I can only gather that he's buying time. For what? I don't know. Because he could just let me go and wash his hands of the matter. Why doesn't he? Does he want to punish me for something that he thinks I did? Like I said, Dean has always been a deep thinker. He's not an irrational person, he thinks before he acts. Unless I'm at the forefront then he's very irrational.