EVELYN

CHAPTER NINE

Evelyn's POV

Before I could utter another word. He pinned me down. In no second, I was kneeling with my face thrust into the cold marble wall, My room walls. With Mr. Langston's muscled body welded to my back. He had his one arm pressing round my neck and his mouth snug against my ear as he talked. The heat in his voice was mortifying as he explained, in his blunt and repulsive way, exactly what he would do to me if I dared try to turn him in.

Tears welled up in my eyes, heavy and warm, and I could feel the weight of them pressing against my eyelids like they were begging to be released.
"S..sir"
I managed to voice out, trying not to break down. But before another sentence came out of my mouth, Langston's hand followed suit before it, a hard hit on my jaw.
the only thing i felt after was salt stinging my skin as they pooled, threatening to spill over. My tears.

"Save them for someone who gives a fuck, baby," he snorted, and I scowled in embarrassed fury. As he settled his weight back over me, he made sure that his hard member was pressed directly against me.
I'd never felt this before, I'd never been so close to a man in this way before but before I could register anything.

" you're going to beg, baby. I'm gonna hold you down and slam my dick inside your cunt so hard you see stars. You're going to beg, and then you're going to scream for me while I tear you apart with my cock. And I am gonna love every fucking minute of this, Evelyn. Right up until I fucking break you."

All of a sudden, Langston, my father's business partner, my supposed to be uncle, metamorphosed into a lustful beast
Tears slid down my cheeks, warm and stinging.
I wanted to scream but Langston threatened to take my life.
I wished death.

At this point, I wished I died than feeling his old hands touching me shamelessly, uttering such words to me, doing this to me.
He  shifted his weight once again, leaning to the side so that he could flip me on to my back and then slide on top of me. He held my wrists against the bed above my head, . It was hard to see amidst my blurry eyes, but I noticed the grimace on his face when he saw moisture trailing down my cheeks.

I thought he would let me be.
I thought Langston would pity me but he didn't.
He slid one of his legs inside mine, and nudged with his knee until he was pressing his thigh onto my pubic mound. I shuddered, tears falling freely down my cheeks.
With his free hand he cupped my chin, lifting my face and holding it immobile as he leaned down to taste me. To taste 17 year old me..
His mouth was hot and hungry, his tongue played at the corners of my lips, and he slid his thigh harder against my clit, building a steady rhythm as he melded his body even closer to mine.
I managed to  wrench her mouth away and gasped for breath, spitting out disgustingly.  flexing against his hold on my arms with all the strength that I could muster, but I was weak.

Langston  grabbed me by the hair.

"Do yourself a favour, Evelyn" he growled. "You can fight me all you want, but you ain't gonna win. So you can lie back and let me do this,  or I can start fucking up your face. Either way, I'm gonna empty my load inside you. You wanna still look pretty when I'm done, you open your fucking mouth and relax. Up to you."

Ignoring him, I was still struggling, and he was still holding me down with ease.
He lowered his mouth to mine once again, sucking my lips into his mouth as he hungrily took in the taste of me. He leaned on me again, sliding his cock until it rested right at my opening, and started to grind against her as he deepened the kiss. I squirmed, but it only made him continue. 
It was hopeless.
Fighting him was hopeless.
I cried.. Uncontrollably, blurring my vision. But Langston wasn't ready to stop.