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  "Don't fucking talk to him."

  There were a few bystanders who looked interested but I didn't pay them any mind. I wish I knew what the fuck I was doing, I just knew seeing her with him was not an option.

  I threw her into my car and headed home. I saw the douche in the rearview watching us leave. I wanted to give him the finger, but he didn't matter. She sat there not saying anything, just biting her nails nervously. I didn't say anything either my blood was too hot right now.

  I took her inside holding her upper arm in such a way that she was walking lop sided, she knew better than to protest. I had a feeling I was scaring the shit out of her but couldn't bring myself to care. I'd given her gentle and gentle got me fucked.

  I marched up to my room. Mom could wait for the shit she had me pick up. Pulling her into my room, I cornered her against the wall, both hands on either side of her head.

  "What were you doing with him?"

  "We were just talking." She looked nervous as hell.

  "What the fuck do you have to talk to him about?"

  "Roman we're just friends."

  "Do you let all your friends shove their tongues down your throat?"

  "It wasn't like that."

  "Yeah? Well then, tell me how it was I'm listening." Why am I doing this shit to myself? Because you’re in love with her you sap and you’re hurt and pissed and confused and what the fuck. I have an enlightened brain but this shit still brought me to my fucking knees. There’s no escaping emotions no matter how fucking smart you are.

  "I was trying to prove a point, I know now that I was stupid but at the time it seemed to make sense."

  "The point Victoria-Lynn."

  "I wanted to prove to him that I didn't love him, that I love you. I thought if I kissed him and he saw that it meant nothing then he would ease up on the whole two of us getting together thing."

  "And if I hadn't seen you, would you have told me about the kiss?" She squirmed like a fish on a hook.

  "Thought so. So by your reasoning, I should shove my dick down Megan's throat, you know just to prove to her that I don't want her sucking my dick. Or better yet Tiffany, she's been trying to suck my dick for the longest time. What do you think Vicki, does that work for you?"

  She was sobbing and hyperventilating, see how it feels bitch?

  "If I ever see you near him again, I'm going to fuck him up so bad not even his father will know him, and then I'll deal with your ass."

  "You don't want me..."

  "You fucking kissed him in the middle of the fucking parking lot of the diner for everyone to see. Everyone in our little town who knew you were with me, how fucking stupid are you?"

  "Please don't yell at me, I said I was sorry." She covered her ears.

  "You're unfucking believable you know that. You had a fucking melt down from a text, a meaningless text from a thousand fucking miles away, but you think I should just forgive you for betraying me."

  "I didn't betray you, please Roman, please." I looked at her for the longest time not saying one fucking word. I still wanted to smash her face, but I wanted to kiss her more. I did neither.

  "You want another shot, you're gonna have to regain my trust and things are not going to be the same as before."

  She started nodding before I was through speaking. I hope she knows what she's getting into I have a lot of pent up anger to assuage.

  Chapter 5

  ROMAN

  I fucked her six ways from Sunday, up against the wall, bent over a chair. I dragged her onto the floor and pounded out my anger in her. I bit and sucked every visible part of her body while I was at it. Let her explain that shit to the sheriff, this way that fucking dog and all the other motherfuckers in this town will see my mark and know who owns her. She took it all like a champ and gave as good as she got but I still wasn't done with her. She hadn't learned her lesson yet.

  "You have to earn my bed again." I whispered that shit in her ear when I was finished pounding her into my bedroom floor. It was cruel. A dick fuck thing to do and it made her cry, but what the fuck? By fucking her I’d resealed the bond that should be good enough for her for now. Did she think I was a pussy to just roll over and take that shit? Hell fucking no, don't let the Gucci suit fool you, I'm a hard motherfucker when I wanna be. I forgive, eventually, but I never forget, that's for motherfucking chumps.

  "Get cleaned up and go home, go straight home Victoria-Lynn, no stops, no phone calls and no text with Timmy Boy. Tomorrow we're going into Northwick and getting you a new phone with a new number." She was on a plan with the sheriff, she could fucking explain to him why that was no longer needed I didn't give a fuck. I'd already bought her the iPad and the Mac Book, why not the fucking iPhone too. Now she'll be on my plan and there would be no reason for him to have her new number. Some might say that's too over the top. Fuck, You. You weren't in that fucking parking lot getting your heart ripped the fuck out. I'll do me thank you very much and you can do you.

  She walked the best she could into my en-suite to take a shower. There were still some of her bath products lying around in there. It's a wonder I hadn't gotten around to tossing that shit; in fact I’d been too fucking mad to think of shit like that. I still had all our pictures, though the one from my nightstand was in the bottom of the drawer with a broken frame.

  She came out of the bathroom freshly showered, head down biting her lip. I was sitting on the edge of my bed watching her.

  "Come here Victoria-Lynn."

  She came over to me quiet as a lamb. I stood her between my knees and looked in her eyes for the longest time.

  I kissed her hard then soft, nibbling on her lips while feeling up her delectable ass. None of that was for her though that was all for me. I’d missed the fuck out of her ass.

  "I'll have Petra take you back to your truck."

  I saw the hurt that caused. I was treating her like a fuck, not like the love of my life. Before I would cuddle her after making love. Sometimes I’d even bathe her, pamper her and cherish her. Sheeeiiit, we were a long motherfucking way from those days. She got the dick, now she had to earn my heart.

  I heard her explanation. It was all bullshit to me, whether she meant to prove a point or not, she let another man touch what's rightfully mine. Now I have a point to prove. No, Fucking, Way.

  "Remember what I said, no contact whatsoever. If you're walking down the street and you see him get off the fucking street, walk somewhere else. If he says Hi, you become a dumb, deaf and blind mute. In other words Victoria-Lynn, if you ever acknowledge his existence again We, Are, Through and I fucking mean that shit." She started to say some shit, maybe that he had been her friend for a long time or some shit which had been her argument in the past. Not this time fuck that shit. He gave up that card when she had to prove a point to him, maybe this time he'll fucking get it. She never finished whatever the fuck she was going to say. Good she was learning already.

  She nodded her head, tears running again. I wiped them away. What! I'm not an animal. I kissed her forehead, patted her ass and took her downstairs to find Petra. Sis was only too happy to see us back together, I could see the questions churning behind her eyes but she didn't say anything. Mom who knew something had been up but not quite what was warm and welcoming, she always liked my girl.

  "Vicki, sweetheart it's so good to see you. What are you and Kenneth doing for the holidays?"

  "Dad's working, uhm, I 'll be home I guess." She looked down kind of embarrassed.

  Mom looked at me to say something, maybe to invite her to eat with us, I kept my mouth shut, let her sweat. Petra was shooting daggers at me with her eyes, like I cared. Mom had the good sense to drop it. It was my decision after all.

  I didn’t even wait around for her to leave, just turned and headed back upstairs. Don’t think it wasn’t fucking with me to treat her this way. It was, but she had fucked up almost beyond repair; short of knocking the fuck out of her, which I’m pretty sure I could never do, this was the next best thing. I t
ried to think of what it would be like if I just walked away. I’d given that shit a lot of thought in the past few weeks. But each time I did my whole fucking body revolted. She was in me somehow, a part of me. There was no letting go fuck that.

  Chapter 6

  ROMAN

  The next day I picked her up to go shopping. She was wearing a turtleneck and skinny jeans under this kick ass bomber jacket I had ordered her from Italy. I really wanted to see under that damn sweater to see my marks all over her. If I had my way she would be wearing a tank top or some shit, so everyone could see how I'd marked what’s mine, but I guess it was too cold out for that shit. In the car the tension was heavy and that shit was getting on my nerves. Why the fuck was she sulking?

  "If this is gonna work you're gonna have to stop that shit."

  "What?" She looked at me like the innocent girl I once thought she was. Yeah I'm still bitter, so, the fuck, what?

  "That sulking shit, don't act like I did some shit to you, this is all you. And before you open your mouth to say shit to me, I don't want to hear it. Tomorrow's Xmas I want to salvage whatever joy I can out of the season seeing as you fucking destroyed it already.

  Damn I really am fucking pissed. I've never talked to her like this before, but somehow I can't seem to stop, every time I open my mouth I just feel this need to hurt her.

  I checked her out out of the side of my eye. She looked like she wanted to fucking cry. I felt bad, sorta, but I needed her to get how fucking serious I was about this shit. This fuck was never to be repeated ever again in life.

  Usually on a drive like this we would be laughing and touching, always touching. I miss her fucking hand in mine. We would be fighting over whose iPod to listen to and shit like that, but I didn't feel like doing any of that shit with her. Until she proved to me that she was the girl I loved, this was the way things were going to be.

  It was the day before Christmas and the stores were packed. We headed straight for the apple store where I chose her phone. Then I took her to this other place that mom and Petra go to to get their phones dressed the fuck up.

  She liked this diamond and pink sapphire case with hearts and roses on it. I dropped a grand and a half for it and we were done. Money isn't the objective with us, it doesn't matter how much or how little I spend on her, it's all of me she wants. I'm holding back the best part of me for now and she knows it. Too fucking bad, she could deal or not the choice was hers. For her sake I hope she can deal otherwise she'd better make plans to move, because there was no way she was going to live in our town and be with another motherfucker, no way no how.

  "Let's have a coffee." I led her to a coffee shop and sat her at a table while I went to order, a coffee for me, and one of those froufrou things she likes with a crap load of milk.

  When I came back there was a douche trying to talk to her, she looked scared out of her fucking mind. Now I don't want my girl to be some timid mouse, afraid of me and shit and I sure as fuck wouldn't hold her responsible for shit she has no control over. The girl is absolutely gorgeous so obviously motherfuckers are gonna try. It's my job to send their asses packing, but not for her to be afraid of me, I'm not down with that shit.

  "Dude, be gone." I didn't even look at him, but he left without a peep.

  "Roman I..."

  "Vicki don't be stupid, you damn well know I'm not gonna get mad at you because some guy tries to hit on you, it's not the first time and it won't be the last. You know damn well what this is about." Motherfucker, aren't you the one who said you didn't want to talk about this shit? I wish my subconscious would shut the fuck up.

  "Change of topic, let me see your phone."

  I took her phone and programmed it for her, setting up all the bells and whistles. When I was through with it I would be able to find her in a cornfield in full bloom.

  Was I the kind of fucker who would check up on her? Damn straight, until my guts untied from the sailor knots that they've been in the past few weeks, and I get the picture of that fucker’s' hands on her out of my fucking head you bet your ass.

  I don't know how many points she might think she has to prove. A bit much huh, I, Don't, Give A FUCK. Being cheated on is no walk in the park, and yes it's cheating. Even if she'd just held hands with him in that way couples do it would be cheating in my book. We belonged to each other, her body was mine and mine belonged to her that's all the fuck there is to it.

  She's lucky I kissed her yesterday after she kissed that fucking mutt. If I were a real asshole I would've made her gargle first.

  "How long are you going to be mad at me?" That sweet angelic voice damn. I wanted to tell her all was forgiven and just go back to the way things were, but this shit was too important to me, this lesson had to be learned.

  "I thought I told you we're not discussing this shit the day before Christmas? Now drink your froufrou shit, your phone's set." She took it from me and checked it out. Her face was lit up like a kid in a candy store, my girl do like her gadgets.

  "Thank you Roman." She gave me a quick tentative kiss on the cheek like she was afraid I was gonna rebuff her. I grabbed her and pulled her into my lap and kissed the shit out of her. That just lead to thoughts of other things and all of a sudden I was in a hurry to head back.

  "Let's go." I took her hand and headed out.

  Chapter 7

  Victoria-Lynn

  Roman's really mad at me, I’ve never seen him this mad before, he's always so laid back and happy. This is really killing me cause I didn't really mean anything by the stupid kiss. I was just trying to prove to Timothy that there was no spark between us, not like there is between Roman and I. But of course Timothy had to take it too far and Roman had to see that.

  I can't imagine how he felt watching that, I know I hated seeing him kiss Tiffany Sawyer. I don't think I could ever see her again without wanting to do bodily harm and if Roman felt that way, then Timothy was in serious trouble.

  Tomorrow's Christmas and it looks like I'll be doing it alone, not that that would be anything new. It's just that last year I'd had Roman and his family. Our relationship had still been new, but they had welcomed me with open arms.

  When Natalia asked me about dinner and Roman didn't forward an invite I wanted to die, but at least he was talking to me again.

  The sex had been out of this world amazing, not the soft tender touches I was accustomed to, and I missed that but it was still hot. I hope though that we could get back to the romance, he wouldn't even make love to me on his bed, that hurt.

  This morning he came to pick me up to go get my new phone. Kenneth hadn't made too much of a stink when I’d told him about the changes. He knew Roman and I were joined at the hip at least we used to be. He didn't know anything about our split though, thank goodness.

  Now we're speeding back from Northwick after getting the phone and there's a different kind of tension in the air. I knew what this meant. When we first started making love we could hardly keep our hands to ourselves. It didn't matter where we were, Roman would take me down and mount me. There've even been times when he'd sneak through my bedroom window in the middle of the night with Kenneth sleeping down the hall. It didn't matter to us we couldn't get enough. Now he would hardly hold my hand. How could one stupid mistake cause so much damage?

  ROMAN

  I barely brought the car to a stop inside the garage before I was on her.

  "Take these off." I pulled at the zipper on her jeans. I was rampant I needed to get inside her like I needed my next breath. I pulled her turtle neck down and bit and sucked on her neck while she peeled out of her jeans in the confines of my Aston. This was going to be a tight fit. As soon as the jeans were gone I pulled her over my lap, tore off her thong, released my dick and brought her down on me. She cried out at the force of my upward surge.

  I grabbed her hips in a too tight grip and pushed and pulled her on and off my length all the while mouth fucking her.

  "Take your top off I wanna see my tits. She obeyed without questi
on. She was so fucking wet that shit was dripping on my seat. Who gives a fuck? Her tight pussy felt so good on my aching dick nothing else mattered.

  I damn near mauled her tits, licking and sucking and biting for all I was worth. She was making these sexy sounds that spurred me on to madness.

  "Mine, mine, mine, mine." I pounded up into her so hard her whole body shook but still it wasn't enough. I opened my door and eased us out while still trying to keep her on my dick.

  At the side of the car I pulled out, bent her over the hood and slammed back into her from behind. She arched her back and cried out. Thank fuck my family was gone last minute shopping and won't be back for a while, she was making way too much noise.

  I grabbed her hair roughly in one hand while choking her from behind with the other.

  "If you ever let another motherfucker put his hands on you again I'll fucking end you. You hear me? Answer me Vicki.” I punctuated each word with a forceful thrust.

  "Ye...yeah." She was fighting for breath. I pulled my hand back and slapped her on her ass with as much force as I could muster. She protested, but I felt a gush of warmth cover my dick. My little innocent baby liked it rough did she?

  I spanked her ass a good ten times and no love taps either, these were open palm stingers meant to inflict pain not pleasure. She got the pleasure from my dick, the pain was a reminder that she fucked up. I was a long way from forgiving that shit. Fuck, You.

  Chapter 8

  ROMAN

  I pulled out and ate her pussy from behind until she was juicing all over my face. Then I turned her around and did it all over again. When she started trying to pull my hair out at the roots I knew she was ready to fuck but I had something for her. “Beg me to fuck you.” I had my hand wrapped tightly around her throat as I looked into her eyes. I squeezed until she was damn near ready to pass out. “Please…fuck me…” I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy feeding her just the tip before pulling out again. I turned her roughly and bent her over. “I’m going to fuck your ass hard. Take it.” I eased my cock in five inches and pulled back giving her more and more of my ten inches each time I went in. When she’d taken all of me and was on her toes trying to ease the pressure of having my in her belly I pulled out and slammed back in. She screamed hard and long, her nails dragging across my car.