First Love, The Sinner & The Saint

Unwanted Contact.

Jaxon

Work dragged today, Bekah was constantly in my face, she was concerned by the amount of young females dying suddenly. That woman had a cheek, today she interrupted my autopsy on a 24 year old woman that had died from a hemorrhage on the brain, she started to examine the woman internally, looking for signs of sexual assault.
I'm not fucking stupid, I would never sexual assault these woman! I have no interest in fucking them. I just wanted them to pose for me, I wanted to expand my photo album and my mannequin collected. I'm not interested in sex.

Sofia had been on my mind all day at work, the way her lips moved when she talked, the way her tits bounced as she was grinding on my lap, she had got me so frustrated at work that I had to go into the toilets and relieve myself.
It didn't take long, picturing her was enough to make me cum in seconds. She was really affecting me, This wasn't normal.

So there I was sat in my doll house, my doors were locked, Ezra had text me, he was in Malibu with his new girlfriend, Just for one night. I use the term girlfriend lightly, he had a new side piece every week these days. Not like me, I never introduced him to woman. But at least I knew he wouldn't interrupt me with Sofia, not like he had with Cherry.
It was hard having a detective for a brother, but I was smart, I knew how to cover my tracks perfectly.
Sofia's possessions were laid out on the table, an old necklace that I took from her jewellery box, bra and panties I had taken from her draws and a tiny square of apple pie from the kitchen counter, it had smelled delicious "she doesn't look like the type of girl who knows how to cook" I said to myself as I placed the apple pie in my mouth. It was amazing, I started to think about her cooking me meals in the future.
"No Jaxon. This is not what happens with these women" I scolded myself.

I picked up the bra and admired it, such a pretty bra, white lace, elegant looking, the panties matched. I placed the panties to my lips, moved them across my lips slowly, then moved them up and inhaled. Fuck.. they smelt like washing powder, why hadn't I grabbed a dirty pair from the laundry basket.
I got to work on the sewing outfit, red was her colour. Red and black it would be.. Lacey, revealing, perfect. I smirked as I neatly began to sew lines into the fabric, I couldn't wait to see her in this.. would tonight be the night?

I parked my car outside Twinkle Lights, Sofia was just inside 'would she be happy to see me' I thought to myself getting a little excited. 'Would she be busy with another man' I though afterwards, feeling pissed at that idea. I shook my head, trying to get the thought away and opened the glove compartment, grabbing a wad of one dollar bills I got out of the car and walked towards the doors of the club.

"Have you been here before" asked the gentleman at the doors.
"yes mate a few times" I replied swiftly, He let me walk straight through.
I walked up to the bar looking around for her, the fact that I couldn't see her made me feel uneasy. knowing she was probably with another man, I felt angry, especially knowing she had got a boyfriend yet shes in there letting another man pound her!
I ordered a double whisky on the rocks for nerves and to calm my temper.
A couple of ladies came out looking around, shaking their asses, waiting for the next man. I wasn't interested in any of these sluts just Sofia.
20 minutes had passed by now, it felt like a lifetime. She finally showed herself, she looked abit shaken up'
She ran over and sat at the table over from me. 'Did she not notice me?' 'Was she doing this on purpose to get a reaction?' I thought to myself getting angry.
I went over to see if she was okay?
"Everything okay sweetheart" I asked. She replied "wait your turn" angrily, this pissed me off. I was shocked, who the fuck did she think she was talking to me like that.
But at that moment I noticed red mark on her wrist and thought to myself 'whats happened here?'.
I walked into the room she had been working in, I saw a big built man full of tattoo's, finishing himself off in the room.
He looked up at me "who the fuck are you" he yelled aggressively.
"Your worst fucking nightmare mate" I said as I walked over a punched him several Times Square in the face.
While I was laying into him I started screaming at him "Who the fuck do you think you are?! laying a hand on innocent women."
Ironic right? After what I did to them I was judging this asshole, but Sofia was different.
"Shes not innocent, what ever she told you, it didn't happen" he replied as I kicked him in the ribs another two times bloody spitting out of his mouth.
The security men ran in and grabbed me off him.
"Get the fuck off me!?" I shouted, trying to get them off me so I could finish him off  for touching my beautiful little doll.
The security managed to drag me out of the club and threw me to the kerb.
"We don't tolerate violent behaviour" said the one security guy.
I was livid. "no you just let men beat women and turn a blind eye.." I shouted as I spat at them.
I was so angry, I needed to see Sofia to make sure shes was okay, 'why am I feeling this way towards her' I asked myself.
As I went to walk off back to my car I heard a voice shout out "excuse me Mr Man In Grey!" it was Sofia.
She  ran over to me and asked me curiously
"how did you know he had hurt me?"
"I've seen this before" I replied sharply. I didn't want to tell her about my mother, I didn't know her like that.
"This is why you silly girls get raped by men, you come out looking like that, and men think they own you" I shouted at her.
She looked so innocent "I'm sorry" she replied quietly, sobbing,  I put my hand around her comforting her
"I'll drive you home." I told her.
"I don't want to be alone tonight.." came her reply. I just held her.

So mine it was, I watched her as she covered herself in my jacket like she was ashamed of herself and her body.
The radio was playing in the car on the way home; the song was Ed sheeran A team.  I could see it was a personal song to her as tears slowly fell down her cheek.
I wanted to know why she was crying, I wanted to understand her.

We arrived at my house not long after, she was so quite it was hard making a conversation with her, I made her a glass of water and I walked her to my room where she would stay the night. I lay my t-shirt out on the bed for her to wear then I turned and I walked out of the door.
"Can you help me get out of these clothes please?" Her question took me by surprise.
"Uhm.. sure" I agreed. I could already feel my heart pounding as I touched her warm skin, she smelt like flowers. I slowly pulled her zip down I just wanted to kiss her neck. She turned herself around and stared at me in the eyes, I could feel myself getting hard.
I quickly turned around to walk out. As I did she grabbed my arm and went in for a kiss, it lasted almost 3 seconds before I pushed her off me, "you're not here for this." I scolded as I walked out the room.

I left the room and let her settle in for the night.
I was in the kitchen, I poured myself a whisky, thinking about my eventful night I headed up to the room where she was lay in my bed, I walked over to her and slowly pulled the cover off her to see what she looked like in my T-shirt. As I had already imagined, sexy. I sat in my chair watching her sleep she snored a little it was kinda cute, then I feel asleep.

As I awoke I looked over to the bed but she was gone, 'why didn't she say goodbye?' I thought to myself, 'would I ever see her again'