No Matter What.. Part 19
*DREAM STATE*
I am shoved into a dark room, feeling my body crash into a hard object causing a hiss of pain from my now aching ribs. I turn towards the object feeling the flat top as my hands travel to the sides to hold myself up. A light flicks on and I find myself facing the mirror of my guest bedroom as I grip the dresser with my last ounces of energy. Staring at back at me is the reflection of myself with hair all ruffled and the healing bruise on my cheek that I tried for hours to cover up. I look past myself and see the bright green eyes that terrorize my dreams. The smirk is evident on his handsome face as he turns towards me after locking the door, obviously pleased to have stolen me away for the moment.
"Didn't think you could play games with me all night now did you?" his deep silky voice says in what most would say is a pleasing tone, but instead I'm left with chills down my spine "Of course I enjoy the hunt but you know the kill is my favorite part" he says as he loosens the tie around his neck
I watch as he slowly begins approaching me while running his fingers through his always perfect chestnut brown hair. I close my eyes before he reaches, wishing for it to be another dream, but I already know the pain will be very real. I feel his firm chest pressed to my back as his hands grip my hips, pulling me into him so I could feel his hardening erection against my back. He merely squeezes my hips harder due to my lack of response, his strong fingers only further bruising my skin.
"I'm tired Andrew. Please, not tonight" I say, finishing in a whisper and shutting my eyes tighter
"If you would let me have what I wanted you wouldn't have to do any of the work" he murmurs in my ear as one of his hands moves under my dress and between my legs to rub me "I know you want it just as badly as I do. Forget saving yourself for marriage, I plan to marry you anyway" he says before trailing kisses along my shoulder
"I told you no" I say grabbing his hand
As quickly as the word "no" leaves my mouth, he has already grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanks me back from the dresser. My head snaps back and I can only whimper, knowing any scream will make things worse. He looks at me in disgust as the tears stream down my cheeks and my hands grip wrist in silent pleads for him to let go. He drags me to the bed by my hair and tosses me on like you would a trash bag into a dumpster. My body hit's the mattress with a bounce as I land on my stomach, not a moment goes by before I'm being pulled backwards towards the edge of the bed by my ankle. He pulls until my hips are hanging off and holds them tightly again.
"You don't tell me no you bitch" he growls under his breath as I hear his zipper go down "I'll have to remind you who's boss if you've forgotten" he continues to say more to himself as he flips up my dress and rips my underwear in his haste to get it down
"No, no wait!" I exclaim as I try to pull away from him
I immediately regret my moving away when I feel him slap my ass with every bit of strength he has. I shriek in pain before he moves a hand to shove my face into the bed. He grips my hair again as he presses me deeper into the mattress, my already bruised cheek aching from the pressure.
"I don't get told what to do. If I want your body it's mine for the using..." He says while pushing his fingers deep inside me "...and I will use it in any way I please"
