His best friend

Chapter Twenty-Six

Rochelle POV

I felt discussed with my self, I never was the person to cheat. I hated who I've become, I looked in the mirror.. Looking at the bruises Billy made on my neck, my breasts.  It cant happen agian, I won't let it. It was just a mistake. 

But thinking back to last night, I want it to happen agian... I want him to make more bruises to do more things to me... but I have a child with Elvis and a life with him.. I cant. He can't know about this.

The jiggle of the door knob shook me out of my trance, I quickly got up from the bathroom and unlocked the bedroom door seeing Elvis standing in front of me.

"Elle....." He gazed my body, starting from my face to my toes. He made me blush fiercely, He lifed my chin and meet my lips. He slowly kissed me backing into our room, shutting the door behind him.

I moaned into his mouth, As he gave gentle kisses along my neck. The same thing billy did last night. The same spot, I shook my head to my self trying to forget him. What's important is Elvis and he's here.

Elvis gently threw me onto our bed, kissing my chest he didnt ask any questions about the bursies, He was to focused on pleasing me. He was too good at this, Better than before the army.

With every kiss he made on me, He kept his sultry gaze onto mine. I moaned loudly but his lips claimed mine as he thrusted into me, He gripped my hands placing them above my head.

"Did he fuck you like this?" He whispered into my ear. What.... how did he know.... more importantly who told or seen us.

"W-What...." I breathed out, He moved faster inside of me. Hitting every point in my body, I arched my back in pleasure.

"Just awnser the question..."  He murmured agianst my neck, Keeping the same pace. I placed my hand into his hair gripping tightly.

"N-No...." I gasped loudly as he turned me around, putting my face in the covers. He moved faster, I clenched the sheets trying not to scream. He slowled down, putting his lips near my ear.

"Come on Elle..... we both know your lying." He slowed his pace, keeping his eyes on me. He waited until I could speak.

"Elvis... I have no idea what your talking about.." I breathed, trying not to wake aaron in the next room. 

Elvis moved faster, and we both waited till we both were done. He hit the headboard leaving a mark.

"Elle don't you lie to me... I know when your lying. " His voice lowered with anger, He turned me around forcing me to look at him

"Elvis.... please" I cried, I couldn't tell him I slept with his best friend. What kind of person would I be? .

"Why dont you ask Scott, why he seen you guys fucking on the table!" He got up from our bed slamming the door.

Moments later I heard Aaron crying.