Blake's pov
"Come on babe. Let it out." Tom says to me as he pushes his full length in me and slams back out. Screaming out in pleasure, I grab the pillow and put my face in it. Trying to cut off the sounds I make. Tom obviously doesn't like that as he grabs my hands, throw them to my side and grabs the pillow and throws it on the floor.
"I want to hear your screams baby. I want to hear you scream out my name." Going faster, which is something that I thought he couldn't even do because he already was going fast, I feel my orgasm reaching its peak and I let my hand travel between my legs. Grabbing my long, hard dick, I jerk myself off fast.
Tom slaps my ass and I came on his sheets. "You fucking whore. I didn't give you permission to come." I whimper as he slaps my balls hard. My lower half falls down on to the bed and I feel a weight being lifted.
"Your so gonna-" Tom starts saying but gets cut off by a phone going off. Lifting my head up, I search for the ringing and as I turn around and lay up against the headboard, I see Tom holding my phone in his hand.
"Here." And with that, he throws it next to me. Grabbing it from off of the bed, I look down at the screen to see my mom calling me.
"Ugh. Go away." I mutter and press the power button twice. Immediately hanging up on that bitch. You all must be thinking, why would I call my mom a bitch. Let me tell you this, she's a deadbeat and left me to live with that.... monster.
I'm lucky I made it out of that house alive. Putting my phone on the nightstand, I try to stand up but sit right back down. My insides hurt and my legs feel like jelly.
"I must've fucked you good huh?" Looking up at Tom, he walks over to me and helps me stand on my two feet.
"Shut up. I need to take a shower. I gotta go to work." I say and walk past him, limping. Going to the bathroom, I turn on the shower and notice Tom already put my towels in here for me. I close the door.
Oh how I love that man. Don't get me wrong, I want to be in a relationship with him, but I don't know if all he wants is to be friends with benefits or my boyfriend.
I want him anyway I can have him. I turn around and look at the mirror. The guy that I see in front of me, is the same guy that looks like this every time I'm with Tom. I see all of the marks Tom left on my body. Hickeys and hand prints. Ugh I feel myself getting hard again.
Getting in the shower, I step under the shower head while the hot water runs down my body. My brown curly hair sticks to my body and I run my hand through my hair.
Taking about 20 minutes in the shower, I turn the water off and get out. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I open the door and walk out. Tom is running through the room like crazy. Muttering something about how he can't find his charger.
Laughing, I put on my underwear from out of his dresser. Dropping the towel, I turn around to see Tom on his knees, looking under the bed. This isn't the first time he's lost his charger, and trust me, it isn't gonna be the last.
"Need any help?" I offer but he says no and go go back to getting ready for work. Huffing, I get back to getting ready. Putting on my suit, socks, watch, and letting my hair flow, I look into the mirror and am proud at what I see.
"Damn you look good as hell." Comes from Tom as I turn around to see him ogling me. Smiling, I blow him a kiss in which he catches it and blows me one back.
"Go brush your teeth." Ignoring him, I walk back to the bathroom and begin to wash my teeth with the toothbrush that I bought when we first started this "relationship."
Sighing, I continue to brush my teeth as I hear him complain about how he still can't find his charger.
YOU ARE READING
The One I Want
RomanceMatteo Tommaso is a 24 year old Italian guy, who's been living on the streets since he was 16. His life has always been hard, dealing with being kicked out by his parents, he saw no hope left for himself. Meeting Giovanni Manuel, Matteo has finally...