Letter to You

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Maria

"So you've spoken to my father?" I asked.

"Is there a problem with that?" Davis raised an eyebrow.

"I've only got one daddy sir, and I don't believe he's the one you spoke to."

Davis shifted his weight in his seat, the discomfort showing in a red tinge under his jaw. I looked at Isaac, who copied the uncomfortable weight shift when my eyes met his. I knew I wasn't helping his crush, but I needed to get out of the hospital before I could focus on that.

"Davis, you're adorable, and I love being in your company, but when will we be done?" I asked.

"When you answer all of my questions."

"Am I allowed to ask you questions?"

Davis nodded his head yes and I let a small grin spread on my lips. I pulled on Isaac's wrist to get his attention, which was a little difficult because he was unhappy with the cop looking in my direction. I pat the spot beside me and had Isaac lay down so I could be a little spoon.

Isaac was super confused, and I felt a horrible pit in my stomach being created as I took advantage of his feelings. His chest rose and fell erratically, moving my smaller frame each breath.

I placed my lips to his ear, "My plan is to make him flustered enough to sign my release form."

I sealed my statement by biting at Isaac's earlobe. I put on my best innocent face and looked at the cop studying my every move. I smiled as kindly as possible so that later on I'd be able to throw his game off at my dirty mouth.

"If you need answers Davis, I can describe the night to you," I offered.

"That would be necessary for the report," Davis replied.

"I had just gotten out of the shower and I was putting lotion on when Isaac offered to do it for me. It would've been rude of me to turn down such a polite request, so I allowed it. However, I'm horrible at containing myself, so I pushed it a little too far. I mean, what would you have done?" I shrugged at Davis.

"So you initiated sexual relations?" Davis asked for my confirmation, unknowingly opening a door for me.

"I did sir. All I could feel were his large hands on my skin, and I really needed to feel them somewhere else. He was quick to take control and pin my wrists down, and unfortunately that's where we stopped. I woke up here," I said.

"So you didn't have sex?" Davis asked.

"No, and I'm sure you understand that I'd like to get home and finish what I started."

"I'm afraid I can't release you until the investigation is complete."

"I'm sorry for my language, but Davis I'm horny and I don't think the nurses will appreciate me getting fucked and breaking their heart monitor." I rubbed my fingers lightly down Isaac's thigh for effect.

Davis coughed and looked down at his paperwork to avoid eye contact with me. I wait for him to look back at me to make my next move, but I didn't expect him to point at the mark on my neck and ask about it.

"Isaac, if you would demonstrate since Davis can't imagine what happened there," I recommended.

Isaac placed his teeth over the mark and I could feel my entire body burn with pain as he touched it. I ignored it as best as I could so that the cop wouldn't see I hated it. Isaac saw this as an opportunity to push his boundary and began rolling his knuckles down my side.

I was momentarily distracted by his touch, trying to decide the best way to stop him without Davis noticing. Davis cleared his throat and looked down his questionnaire. Apparently all of my scars were fantastic questions that he decided to bring up.

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