16
I listened while everyone spoke and talked about the past. I didn't have any connection to these people, so I remained in the kitchen… like a maid and just waited to be called on. I wanted to be upset, but I couldn't. Thomas was out there and he seemed to fit in just fine. At least he was not hiding away down stairs in the basement. It had been a few hours and so now I was thinking about discreetly making my way to my room. But heels on the wooden floor caught my attention and I looked at the window above the sink and saw Mary Jo entering her face scowling upon looking at me.
"Hey. How about you make yourself useful. Grab a tray or something and serve drinks." she demanded icily. My lips curled into a deep frown.
"How about you go fuck a knife bitch." I said and she gasped sharply. Before I knew it, I felt her fingers curled into my scalp.
"You better learn your place you dumb cunt." she snapped. My eyes widened and I immediately slammed my fist into her face. She screamed and backed away and I saw blood pouring from her nose. I quickly moved over to her and grabbed the back of her blonde tress and slammed her face into the wall once, twice, and now a third time screaming as I did so. Then I pushed her to the ground and she just dropped. She was barely moving and her face was now drenched and painted a gorgeous deep red. I leaned over her and could hear her wheezing and I took hold of her head and slowly I stuck my tongue out and ran it up the side of her cheek before spitting it right back onto her face.
"Because you're considered family, I'm not going to kill you. But bitch you better learn your fucking place and keep your racist ass hands off my man." I said acidly and then released her head and moved back over to the sink. I panted gently trying to calm myself down as I washed the blood off my fingers. Once they were clean I just turned around and walked over Mary Jo's still body. I walked into the living room and was moving toward the stairs just as Leanne was moving into the kitchen. In no less than five seconds, a chicken like screech was heard causing panic for everyone. I simply smiled as I began to move upstairs and disappear into my bed room.
Within a few seconds, I heard screaming and cussing and some talk about me and then Mary Jo. I just sat at the end of the bed and just waited for something to happen. After hearing the front door open and close multiple times, I assumed everyone was gone. There was a firm knock on my door and I said nothing. Charlie came in with a deep sigh and I just looked up at him.
"Am I gonna get in trouble?" I asked and he looked confused.
"What? Nah girl. We are a family and family's do fight." he said and I just nodded.
"I'm sorry." I said half sincerely. Charlie snorted.
"Oh hell. You ain't did nothing wrong. Half the mens here were wishing they could have seen what happened. Well anyways Mary Jo is gonna live so she'll be fine." he said waving me off and exiting the room. Just like that. I decided to get cleaned up and get into one of my night gowns and there was another knock on the door. I opened and it saw Thomas standing there now, still clean from earlier and still wearing his tie. I could immediately see the look of a dark lust in his eyes and I just took hold of his tie and pulled him gently inside. He closed the door behind him and like a doll, he lifted me off the ground and threw me onto the bed slowly. I could tell he was trying to hold back his strength in tossing me, but I still managed to bounce a bit on the bed. He removed his mask and was on me in seconds.
His mouth devoured me within seconds, and I felt his hands hold me down. I moaned out immediately and felt his tongue moving all over my neck and my eyes fluttered closed.
"Did you like that?" I whispered. "The blood? The things I could have done to that girl?" He growled lowly tearing my gown to shreds. Now he groped and pawed at my breasts his mouth finding its way to my nipple and sucking and licking right at the tip of my nipple. Sparks of pleasure began to rise inside me, my vaginal walls tightening up almost as I was teased. I began to pant and moan out more as I felt his hands move over my body somehow very lightly even in the midst of all of this aggression. He kissed me once more and this time it was with raw passion and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I then feel his fingers trailing down between my legs exploring everything very slowly. I felt his fingers pressing one by one against my patch of curls and he now moves his lips down to my neck burring his face there. Suddenly I feel his ring and middle finger suddenly push inside me and I gasped hard feeling his large fingers spread my now slick walls.
He doesn't even start out slow and he begins to pump his fingers hard and fast inside me and my mouth parts immediately drawing out numerous moans and pants.
"Oh shit." I cried out hearing the slick wet sounds of my juices flooding Thomas's fingers and he doesn't care. My vagina is already overwhelmed from immediate pleasure. My body is squirming beneath him, but half of his wait holds me down. His lips are sucking and biting on my neck and I was sure to have bruises there in the morning. Thomas pumps his fingers inside me faster now watching me now, watching all of the facial expressions I make and his eyes fluttering closed as he listens to my moans. My hips are grinding against his fingers and within seconds, I feel as if I'm peeing all over the place. Thomas removes his fingers and we both look down and watch my juices squirt out onto the bed. My head finally falls back as I feel racked with pleasure.
Thomas suddenly gets off the bed and I look at him and watch him take off shirt revealing his muscular form and then he removes his pants. I gasp gently as I see his cock was at attention, visibly throbbing with a clear liquid dripping from the tip. Oh shit. Thomas moves back on the bed and grabs me position me on my stomach and then lifting me up a bit, so my hands can prop my body up. He pulls my hips up just enough that I was on my knees, but he was controlling most of the pressure I was putting on the bed itself. He spread my legs immediately and positioned himself at my opening and with a vicious thrust, he slid right in. I groaned out and felt his chest atop of mine, his right fist planted into the bed and his left hand holding on to my hips. He fit so perfectly inside me and I felt his face rub against mine almost soothingly.
I moaned and let my cheek rub against his as he began to thrust hard and fast inside me.
"Oh fuck." I whispered feeling each thrust cause an electric surge from my vagina and all the way up into my body. Thomas grunted and growled as he directed my hips against his and now we were moving in sync. I cried out harder feeling his hips thrust harder against mine, our skin making loud smacking noises against one another. I felt my fingers curling into the bed sheets and suddenly, his right hand curled around mine. I looked up at him and he looked down at me, his beautiful eyes looking right into mine. It was like he saw everything that I was hiding, everything I feared in life. But I could also see inside him. The torment and torture he faced growing up at the hands of others. The loneliness he felt when I had to leave.
"Don't leave me." he panted heavily, his grunts matching each other his thrusts and I shook my head.
"Never again." I replied and he kissed me hard in reply, his thrusts becoming even more violent than before and I moaned out harder and louder against him, his cock driving me insane. After four vicious thrusts, I yelled out and held on to his arm, my orgasm causing my entire body to shake. My legs were weak and I felt numb. However, he wasn't done. I could still feel him rock hard inside me.
"Did seeing all that blood excite you?" I asked softly as he gently pushed me down on the bed so I was resting on my stomach. He continued to move again.
"You caused it…" he said in my ear as he began to rock his hips into mine causing my sensitive walls to tighten a bit. "I love it. I love you."
He began to push harder into me, his right-hand curling into my hair and his other taking hold of my left hand. My eyes just curled shut in utter bliss as he started thrusting fast once again. I would be surprised if there wasn't a pool of my juice beneath me right now.
"I love you." I responded and it seemed like that fueled him. He rammed into me so hard it began to hurt but only a bit. The pleasure beat the pain immensely and now we were both moaning and panting like wild animals.
"It's so good! You're so good!" I yelled out as he growled with dominance in my ear. He was like a machine that I couldn't turn off, and I didn't want to turn him off. I wanted to forever be the one to make him feel this way. I wanted him to forever want me. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" He continued to thrust viciously inside me not letting up. I could feel my body was on fire and I loved feeling powerless beneath him. I screamed out in utter submission as my orgasm was so hard and so good, I could imagine everyone in the entire house could hear me that night.