It's your fault

Chapter twelve: Taretto!

"I can make you feel better." His voice calm and confident. My heart jumps. I stay silent. Putting my head down, squeezing my hands together.

Next thing I know he's by me sitting on the bed. I turn my head the opposite direction. There's silence replacing the oxygen, making it hard to breath.

I feel his hand come underneath my chin. He turns my head so that I'm looking at him. His face serious and ready. His other hand rest on my thigh. Being frozen in fear I do nothing. Any other time I would fight but this guy makes me turn into a statue.

My heart is pounding. I just look at him as he does me. His hand that's on my thigh begins to move up, causing the large shirt to slide up also. He leans in and kisses me. My lips just there, not moving. Being distracted by his lips I don't realize his hand moving closer.

His hand made it to my private area. Next thing I know his fingers are inside of me. I gasp, as I do he takes that opportunity to slip his tongue in with mines, they dance.

I become paralyzed. He lays me back carefully. Tongue in my mouth and hand between my legs. He pulls away from the kiss also pulling his fingers out. He brings his hand he was using to finger me up to his mouth, putting them in his mouth, sucking.

"You taste so good!" He exhales. He places his mouth back on mine. He pushes me further up on the bed. He sits me up and takes my shirt off tossing it to the floor.

He takes his shirt off then his pants. Within no time he's inside of me. The pain still lingering from whatever happened last night and this is unbelievable. I cry out. My fingers digging into the sheets and his back.

I moan and scream over and over again. He rolls over making me get on top and ride him. His hands resting on my waist. After riding him he gets on top again.

As he's going deep there's a knock on the bedroom door, followed by a voice.

"Sir I don't mean to bother you but I need to have a word." They shout through the door. It's Colton. Just then fancy hits my sweet spot causing me to moan loudly, digging my nails into his back once again.

This causes fancy to also react. "Fuck!" He lets out. There's another knock. "Taretto!" Colton calls again this time he seems to be annoyed. So this fancy guy has a name. Taretto. This name definitely suits him.

So Taretto pulls out and puts his pants on, leaving his shirt off revealing his muscular body. He takes his time go over to the door. I just lay covers up. I look over at him and see the scratches I left on his back. Damn that looks like it hurts.

"What is it you so desperately need to talk about!" He shouts at Colton. I can't hear what their conversation is about all the way from the bed. The one time I look up at the door I see Colton staring at me. He looks heated.

"She needs to get dressed. Give us a minute." Says Taretto. He then closes the door. "Time to go." He smiles at me. He looks around the floor and under the bed for my 'shirt'. He finds it and hands it to me.

"Here you go." He sits on the edge of the bed, his scratched up back turned to me. I slip the shirt on swiftly.

"Why am I here?" I speak softly. He turns his head to the side so can only see part of his face. "You'll find out in do time don't worry." He reaches on the floor and picks up his shirt. "You scratched me pretty damn good!" He smirks.

"You should probably leave your shirt off then." I recommend. I hop off of the bed and start to head to the door. "Wait!" He pulls my arm turning me to face him. He holds my waist as he looks down into my eyes.

"You and Colton..is there something between you two?" Shouldn't he already know. Before I can say anything there's a knock on the door making me jump.

This time Colton doesn't wait for an answer he just comes right in. "Alice it's time for you to get back to your room!" Colton takes my hand pulling me away from Taretto.

"I'm sorry sir." He nods his head to Taretto. He just smiles at me.

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"What the fuck did he do to you?" We reach my room, closing the door behind us. I don't say anything.

"Alice!" He turns me and pushes me against the wall. "What the fuck!" I shout. "Answer me! What did he do to you?" His hands pressed against the wall on either side of my head.

"He didn't do anything!" I look him in the eye. This isn't like Colton. "Don't fucking lie to me! I heard you guys!" I'm now mortified at the thought.

"I did it because that's part of the plan..isn't it?" I look at his face turn to a frown. He puts his eyes down. "Isn't it?!" I raise my voice.

"Yes it is, I'm sorry I just-" He stops. "I'm not your fucking girlfriend I'm not your property I'm nothing to you and your nothing to me. I'm with Ethan, the only reason I fucked you was because you said I would get out of here. I don't want any of you. You guys are just a piece of shit covered in dirt that kidnapped me so fuck all of you.

Ever since I got here it's been hell, I just want to get this over with and get as far away as possible. So don't act like you fucking care about me or how I get treated!" My outburst came from deep down, out of the blue.

Colton stands there eyes wide and jaw hitting the floor. He drops his hands letting me walk past him to the bed. I sit down, Colton still silent.

"Okay." He whispers. So calm an collective it's scary. What the fuck did I just do. I feel as if I just unleashed a beast. He turns halfway to look at me. His face like stone he says nothing.

He turns and leaves the room, even closing the door softly.