Chapter 49

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Danny Pov

Call me suicidal but I need to poke the bear so to speak. I know Dean said that I can be in control and have my own life, but will he still abuse me?

He hasn't been home a lot. He and Kyle are trying to find a chink in the armor that is Felderman. He's been very tired. Because of me mostly. I've been wanting him so much lately. When he gets home he's in bed pleasing me. He doesn't get any sleep. I can't help it. It's like my sex has a constant ache and I get so hot for him.

When he came home, he went to the kitchen and grabbed some water out of the fridge. "Dean, when can I go to the office?"

"When we find your psychotic ass mother."

"But I'll be safe there once I get behind the walls."

"The drive there is 32 miles. That's 32 miles of opportunity for her to get to you."

"What about the contractors that's building the house in the country? I can oversee that."

"Same scenario."

I made a frustrated noise and walked off.

I stomped to my room and slammed the door and threw myself on the bed. When he came in like I knew he would. I attacked him. I kissed him then pulled his shirt off. I sucked on his neck until I had his pants off. He grabbed me and threw me on the bed. He climbed over me and shoved his dick in my mouth. He started fucking my mouth hard. Lately, I don't want it soft. I want it hard and rough. I took it all. I only gagged once or twice. When I clamped down on him, he groaned.

He pulled from my mouth, flipped me over and slammed into me. "Dean!" I grabbed the sheets as my toes curled and shivers took a hold of me. He fucked me through two orgasm. By the time I reached the 3rd one, I was lying flat on my stomach from all the hard thrusting he was doing. "Dean." He didn't hear me. He was too busy loudly groaning and grunting.

He roared out his orgasm then fell on me.

He rolled to the side then looked at me. "What was that shit when you were coming up here? Stomping and shit."

"Dean, I don't have to tell you everything. I'm sick of being in this house."

"Since when. You've always been here with Kyle and me."

"Since now."

"Danny, why are you trying to piss me off. Do you want me to hit you? Is that it? You looking for any reason to leave?"

I sighed. "I'm sorry. Things were going too perfect. I guess I wanted to mess it up."

"Why?"

"Dean, what if you lied? What if you wake up one day and take it all back. I prayed for this. For me, you and Kyle to be together again. You said that you would support my position in the organization. I guess I'm having a hard time believing it. I know you are trying, Dean. I know that you've always put my safety first, no matter what."

I started crying. I've been doing that a lot lately.

"I think you need a doctor."

"No, I don't, Dean! Why would I need a doctor!" I cried harder. He's always trying to make me see a doctor. When he's the one who hurts me. He needs a doctor.

"To see if you're pregnant. You're very moody and irrational. Something has to be wrong if you're begging me to beat you."

I snatched away from him. He grabbed my chin and snatched my face back to him. "Danny, I've been trying. I mean really trying for you, Kyleigh and Tasha. But you won't continue to try me. Don't test my fucking patience or you will find a belt on your ass. I said I won't put hands on you again, but there are plenty of other ways to get my point across. Your stupid ass mother has the luck of the fucking Irish. Needless to say, I've been very pissed off. Don't test me, Danny. You're walking down a dangerous dark street. I suggest you find a lamp post and grab on to it for safety. When she's gone, you can resume your duties and not a minute before."

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