On The Run

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Stroll into work at 10. Lunch from 12 till 3. Leave work at 5. That's a living!
- John Lydon

I stare out the window, after having been up since 2 in the morning, waiting for Jacob to get up so he can let go of me and leave me alone. It's around 6 now, and Jacob is starting to stir a little, pulling me closer to him. I feel like gagging when I feel this.

He groans as he opens his eyes. I close my eyes and level out my breathing to make him think I am still asleep.

I feel his eyes wonder my body, lingering on my face, breast, and ass. I feel him move his hand slightly up, resting under my right breast. I keep my breathing even while I feel him sigh and move closer to the crook of my neck. He breaths me in before kissing my shoulder. He slowly moves closer to the crook of my neck again, sucking and kissing all over it.

He pulls me closer, still kissing me in the crook of my neck, staying in one spot. 

"Damn. I knew you would be interesting. A good fit to be mine and the queen of this mafia. I honestly can't wait to have all of you in my arms and in my bed every night." He whispers to himself before pulling back from my neck and slightly shaking me to wake up.

Making it seem real, I flutter my eyes open and turn on my back to look at him. He smirks down at me. I do the first fake smile of the day, making it look lazy and half awake. "Hey." I say, faking a yawn. "Come on, let's go get in the shower." He says, pulling me up by my arm. I move the covers away and get out.

Jacob heads towards the bathroom to start the shower while I move towards the window viewing the trees around his mansion.

I hear him come back into the room and wrap his arms around my waist. I don't move a muscle, still staring outside the room. He kisses my neck, leaving more marks on it, before he pulls away and starts taking off my clothes.

I feel my mind start to haunt me as the memories from a year ago start to come back. I push them down, knowing they will come back up again. 

Once he takes off all my clothes, he doesn't take another second before picking me up, bridal style, and begins to move towards the bathroom. His eyes roam my body as it's on full display for him. Putting me down, I feel him begin to take his clothes off before picking me back up again and began carrying me into the shower.

He puts me down and begins to wash me. Taking his shampoo and putting some on my head. He begins to rub it into my hair, massaging some places. He continues on with the soap and lathers it up before guiding his hand into sensitive areas, waiting for a reaction to come out, but never getting one.

I'm not some weak girl you think you can toy and mess with. I am stronger than he thinks and I think my parents understood that before I even had the chance to explore it. Now I have and I ain't ever letting that go.

Washing off the soap and shampoo, he, again like yesterday, makes me clean his body. Guiding my hand everywhere on him, making sure to prolong some areas to make sure I "clean it well" before moving onto another area. We spent like 30 minutes in the shower just because he wanted to touch me and try to get a reaction out of me. Sadly, I'm going to have to go through this endless amount of touching throughout the day today.

"Wait here. I'll go get a towel and pull out some clothes for you." He says before stepping out and leaving me in the shower. I sigh, grateful that I am finally left alone, even if it's only for a second.

I hear his bare feet hit the tile as he steps back into the bathroom and pulls me out of the shower to dry me off, of course groping me before pulling away. I brush my teeth, the towel now wrapped around me, with him behind me doing the same. I slightly run my fingers through my hair before Jacob is pulling me back out of the bathroom and into the bedroom to change into a short, black dress.