Chapter 45

It was still dark as Pearl rolled from the side of the giant four post bed and tiptoed into the master bathroom. Everything had happened so fast. She looked in the mirror, replaying it in her mind. Her abrupt attempt to leave. David following her out into the street and kissing her, the rain soaking them through. Him telling her to get in his car and out of the rain. How they sat there in silence until David started the engine and drove her to his house. She had protested but he didn't react to it at all. How they walked up the stairs, through his door, and without saying a word, he began removing her wet clothes, layer by layer, and never taking his eyes off of hers. The silence between them had been deliberate and intense. She stood there, naked in his foyer, her hair wet and her makeup running down her face. The look he gave her as he took her hand and led her to his bedroom, still in silence. How he had made love to her with the intensity and desire that only he could. "I'm not leaving your body tonight..." he whispered as he pounded into her, relentlessly, unyielding. He wasn't like other men, he didn't just make love to her, he consumed her, fucked her, he made sure her body knew he was taking her and making her part of his own. "I love you so much" he had said before they finally stopped and fell asleep. How he held her all night, still inside of her, making sure he stayed as close as possible.

She walked back into the bedroom and over to her clothes he had laid out on the chair to dry, when they walked into the bedroom last night. She heard him begin to stir. As she turned and reached for them, she felt his hands on her shoulders and turned to face him. He kissed her, hungrily, placing his hands first on her face, then moving down to cup her breasts. Not letting up, he moved down further, reaching in between her legs, caressing her clit and slowing slipping his finger inside of her. She could feel how aroused and wet she was. His kissing became more erratic, more greedy. He then grabbed her hips, turned her around and bent her over the chair. Neither one of them said a word. He grabbed her hair and pulled, hard enough to make Pearl gasp a small shriek as he entered her from behind. He began to pound hard, there was nothing gentle about his movement. He held onto her hair with one hand and leaned forward, over her back, pounding without letting up. Harder. Harder he slammed into her. Then he grabbed her throat and used it as leverage to get closer to her, pulling her toward him. She had never felt anything more erotic. He raised her slightly so he could be deeper inside of her. She moaned as the tears began to roll down her face. The ecstasy of this carnal act was almost too much to bear. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, "I'm going to cum, I want you to feel it, deep inside of you." And with a hard and painful thrust, he yelled out and she could feel him pulsate into her. He kept pumping and pulling hard on her hair until they both were panting, their bodies stacked into the chair. She tasted the salt from her tears and felt his sweat drip onto her body, a body that was no longer her own. He pulled out of her and kissed down her back. "I can't believe you'd try to leave without saying goodbye. God, what you do to me." he said, "Don't shower. I want you to feel what I've left inside of you all day. I want you to smell me on your skin." She felt completely dominated and possessed by him. It brought feelings and desires that were foreign to her. At that moment, her body throbbing,the pain fresh, her skin on fire, his seed still filling her, she knew David would never leave her. He'd never allow her to be without him in her life. And she didn't want him to.