Colby composed himself before he let anything slip out about their marriage. "You aren't gonna get a dime from me you gold-digging whore. Damn, it is so obvious now. You stayed with me as long as you did for the money. You think I want to control you? No, you want to control me. You used your tight little body to get what you wanted from me. You wanted to be the submissive one, but you were the one trying to have everything your way. You are trying to turn this on me, but you were just hoping to have your cake and eat it too. You wanted to be a kept woman, letting me foot the bill for everything. Hell you even let me pay for your trips on the road with us because I thought you wanted to see me, but it was all to see Jon. I paid your way to fuck around on me. How goddamn ironic. You are nothing but a fucking leech."
"You bastard. I am a gold digger? Who had a real job that supported us before you made it big, huh? Who went to work every day while you were off playing wrestler? I took care of the house, paid the bills, the mortgage, your fucking car note while you just got to play. Fuck you Colby."
"Play!? I put my fucking body on the line every goddamn night to provide for us and you just used me until you found some other mother fucker to leech off of."
"You used me as your fucking personal assistant to take care of your shit so stop playing the victim. Yeah, I cheated on you. But how many bitches were you screwing behind my back while you were on the road, huh? More than you can count I am sure. You fucking deserve everything you get. I am glad Jon beat the fuck out of you. Too bad he didn't finish it off! I hate you, Colby Lopez. I would love to see you in jail and I will if you don't put a stop to this, so help me."
"You don't have any proof," Colby tried to reason.
"Yeah, like I said your little partner in crime doesn't want to go to jail so she will flip on you so fast your head will spin. You however, have no proof that Jon attacked you. And I will give them an alibi so who do you think will end up getting the shaft? And I do mean the shaft. You're very pretty, I am sure the boys in jail would love taking turns with you. But, of course, you would probably enjoy that wouldn't you?"
"Fuck you."
"Nope, never again. I swear to God, Colby, you better do what I say or I will wreak havoc on your life, what is left of it. I will tell everyone who will listen all of your little dirty secrets and do my level best to make your life hell like you have tried to make mine. And I will enjoy blowing all your money on bullshit I don't even need. Maybe I will spend it all on Jon. The truth hurts, huh? You called me a bitch before, but you have no idea how bitchy I am about to get."
"You ain't getting shit! Fine, you want the truth? We're not married goddammit!" he screamed at her through the phone. He was so angry that his body was shaking.
"What!?"
"It was fake, Dixie! I thought if I got you away from Jon and made you believe we got married that you would be happy and stay. But of course you broke my heart again and ran back to that good-for-nothing man-whore. I hope he fucks every rat that throws themselves at him like he always has and breaks your fucking heart like you have done mine. That would be poetic justice. You want rid of me, fine. I finally see what kind of woman you really are and I am sorry I wasted my fucking time and energy with you and trying to get you back. You aren't worth it. You are not good enough for me. Hell, you never have been. I should have listened to my mother when I first met you and walked away then."
"Yeah, and I should have listened to my instincts about you too. I can't believe you drugged me and went through with this elaborate scheme with a fake marriage and everything just to get me away from Jon. That is fucking low. I don't feel like I ever knew you at all." Jon and Joe both looked wide-eyed at Dixie when they heard that. Jon started shaking his head, not able to believe that Colby would go to such extremes as to have a bogus wedding.
"I was desperate, but now I see I was just being stupid. You never really loved me and were looking for an excuse to fuck someone else and leave me. I blame myself for being so fucking blind to it. Fine. I will drop the charges against him and I will forget you even exist. I will wipe your memory from my mind and you will never have a hold on my heart again. You made your bed, now lie in it with that mangy, flea infested street dog. I don't even give a fuck anymore. I have let you hurt me for the last time. I can't take anymore." He slammed the receiver down and slumped to the floor. He wiped the tears from his eyes and covered his head. "No more, Dixie. No more."
Dixie gripped her phone until her knuckles were turning white. "That mother fucker! I can't believe all this shit."
"Babe, what did he say?" Jon asked. They heard her side of the conversation, but they both wanted to know what he said to her.
"Well he started by calling me a gold-digging whore, then he told me I had no proof that he did anything, then he said he wants you to cheat on me, oh yeah, and he confessed that our marriage was phony. God damn. The only, only good thing is that he is going to back off. He said he would drop the charges and he wants nothing else to do with me. Which is good because I might murder him if he comes near me again."
"You think he means it? You think he is really going to back off and leave us alone?" Jon questioned, wondering if Colby wasn't just trying to set them up again.
"Yeah, I think so. I could hear that he was crying when he said it. I guess he finally realizes there is nothing there for us anymore. I am still going to call and make sure he drops the charges though. Have no reason to trust him. I mean, why is he even still in Colorado except to cause more trouble for you guys?"
"He probably can't leave just yet" Joe answered.
"Why? Because of getting beat up?"
"No, probably because I have his wallet and he has no ID, no credit card, nothing. His plane tickets were in his bag that we chunked."
"I thought you threw out his wallet too, bro."
"Nah, I couldn't do that. Was just holding on to it, you know, in case we had to get rid of it, but it is such a pain when your wallet gets stolen."
"Oh, okay. The bastard doesn't deserve your consideration but it's whatever."
"I know, Jon but I can't help how…" he stopped mid-sentence when he saw Dixie looking at him.
"It's fine. I know you love him. Just be careful with your heart with him because he isn't the Colby that we thought he was. He is more manipulative and devious than anyone I have ever met. Don't let him break your heart, Joe."
"It's not like he would ever be with me…"
"He might, or he might use your feelings, or guilt, to his advantage. I wouldn't put anything past him these days," Dixie warned.
"I know. I will be careful. Well, since it looks like things are sorted out here, I am going to go ahead and try and get a flight home early."
"I thought you and Mia had an argument?" Jon said with a questioning look.
"Yeah, but we always do. I still need to go home though. I just wanted to help you two and I have done what I can."
Dixie walked over and wrapped her arms around him. "And we appreciate it. Thank you."
"Yes, thanks bro."
"Hey, you're welcome. Just remember this shit when you are picking your best man for a real wedding," Joe laughed.
Jon chuckled, "Will do."
"Well we will let you make your call. Dixie and I need to talk for a minute." Joe nodded and Jon took Dixie's arm and led her to the bedroom. She followed, wondering if he was mad or what he wanted to say to her.
She sat down on the bed and he crouched down in front of her. "Babe, look, I am sorry I didn't believe you at first, and I know I should have more faith in you and your love for me. I am sorry that I couldn't protect you from him and I am sorry that I made everything worse by going after that asshole. If I wouldn't have, you wouldn't have had to make a deal with him to keep me out of jail, and he would be the one paying for what he did."
"I don't blame you for how you reacted. I am just grateful everything has come out now. Thanks to Joe. I never, ever would have thought he would drug me and go to such measures to set up this marriage scam. I don't know what the fuck he was thinking. He said he thought I would be happy and stay, I guess because he thought that was what I always wanted and if he gave it to me, I would leave you."
"Is that what you wanted?"
"Once upon a time, yeah, but not anymore. My life is with you now. My priorities have definitely changed. I just want to make a future with you."
"So you don't want to marry me?" he asked with his eyebrow raised.
"Of course I do, but I want us to just enjoy being together for a while first, without any drama cluttering up our minds and draining our energy," she replied as she brushed his hair out of his blue eyes.
He wasn't going to let on that he was a little disappointed, because he would have been happy to marry her immediately, not just because he wanted to be with her, but to rub it in everyone's faces. "Okay. Whatever you want, Dix. I am just glad to have you here."
"I am glad too. Besides, I still have to bite the bullet and let you meet my mother now. Ugh."
Jon laughed, "Well it can't go worse than meeting mine did."
"I wouldn't bet on that. At least she will think you are hot. There is a point in our favor," Dixie smirked.
"Your mom will think I am hot? That's crazy."
"Well, you are, and she likes men. A little too much if I am honest. I have no doubt she will find you sexy."
"Babe, that is just a little fucking creepy to think about."
"I know, but, that is my mother for you."
In the living room, Joe was calling about a flight, not to Florida, but to Colorado. He was going to go under the guise of wanting to give Colby his wallet back, but he really wanted to check on him. He was angry and disappointed but at the same time, he was sad for him. He knew Colby wouldn't be acting this way if he wasn't so heartbroken, and he also knew Colby was alone since everyone else had already left. If he was as devastated as Joe thought he would be, there was no telling what he would do. Joe got in touch with customer service at the airline and was able to change his ticket. They had a flight leaving in an hour to Colorado Springs, but if he didn't make that one, it would be the next day before he could get another one. He told them he would take it and quickly gathered his stuff up.
He knocked on Jon and Dixie's door, needing to tell them before he left. Jon opened the door and looked expectantly at him. "What's up?"
"Hey, I got a flight but I gotta go right now if I am gonna make it."
"Okay, I will drive you, man. Just let me grab my shoes and my keys."
"Thanks." Jon went to get ready and Joe kissed Dixie on the cheek. "See you later."
"Bye, Joe. Be careful."
He knew she meant to be careful getting home, but he knew he had to tread carefully with Colby as well. "Don't worry, I will be."
Jon pecked Dixie on the lips and told her he would be back soon. She nodded and watched them leave. She decided to busy herself so she didn't have to think about everything that happened with Colby so she put on a load of laundry and started dinner before setting herself to cleaning the apartment.
Colby was in his hotel room trying to drown his sorrows in booze. He was going through the minibar and was going to call room service to bring him more. He knew he should slow down and eat something before he made himself sick, but he couldn't. He wanted to anesthetize himself where he couldn't feel anything anymore: not the pain, the betrayal, the failure, the embarrassment or shame, nothing. He wanted to drink himself to oblivion so he could forget everything, at least for a little while.
When Jon got back, Dixie was finishing supper, heating up the garlic breadsticks. He came into the kitchen and curled his arms around her, holding her tightly. She closed her eyes when he pulled her into his chest and lolled her head back on his shoulder. "I am glad we have our place to ourselves now, babe. It is cool to have Joe around, but I need to spend some time alone with my woman."
"I am grateful for what Joe did, we owe him, but yeah, I am glad I have you to myself. I am just so irritated with this whole situation. I just want to make it all go away. I want to be with you with no bullshit going on around us."
"Me too. So, you want me to do anything?"
"No, everything is done except for warming up these breadsticks. I made us chicken and shrimp alfredo."
"Sounds good. Almost too fancy for me, you know," he said with a grin.
"Yeah, I gotta fancy you up some, teach you about the finer things in life!"
"Oh yeah? Well you are about the finest fucking thing in my life." He brushed her hair back off her neck and placed a soft kiss to her shoulder. She moaned quietly and he smirked, knowing the power he had over her body. She responded to his every kiss and touch.
"You need to behave, mister, at least until after dinner."
"Okay okay, if you insist… but after dinner, we are gonna have some fun."
"We are gonna play Scrabble?!" she asked with her eyes bright and a chuckle.
"Sure, naked Scrabble. That is a great idea."
After their supper was finished, Jon helped tidy the kitchen before they retired to the couch. Neither of them were in the mood for TV so Jon found a classic rock channel on the stereo. She lay down with half of her body against the sofa and half lying on his bare chest. She rested her head on his shoulder and slowly stroked his arm, her eyes closed and listening to his low baritone voice quietly talking to her and singing along. "I really love your voice, Jon. It is so sexy and raspy. So manly, just like you." She turned his head to the side and pressed kisses to his neck. His eyes slipped shut as she left a wet trail down his neck, making his skin feel like it was on fire. He moaned, "Dix…"
She gazed up at him and her eyes were smoldering. The lust he saw in her sent chills down his spine and straight to his hardening manhood. She licked his nipple before clamping her lips around it, earning a surprised gasp from his throat. She sucked and licked around the little pebble and it shocked him that it was turning him on. She quickly moved to the other one and as she started doing the same to it, he growled and gripped her hair tightly in his fist, holding her in place. Her hand wandered down to his shorts and squeezed his now hard as steel cock through the material. He would never admit how much he liked it when she took control, but he knew she enjoyed being the submissive one more. The hand that was in her hair tugged back hard and her breath hitched.
"What the fuck have I told you about grabbing my dick without permission?"
She lowered her darkened eyes. "I am sorry, Jon. I…I don't know what I was thinking. My hand just moved on its own."
"You know you have to learn your lesson now don't you?"
She didn't answer so he pulled her hair harder, jerking her head over. "Don't you?"
"Ye..yes, I have to be punished."
"Damn right you do. Get the fuck off me."
Dixie stood up and waited for Jon to tell her what to do. She loved it when he got like this because he made her feel like his personal whore. If he ever talked to her like that at any other time, she would leave him, but when she was aroused, it felt perfect. He stood up in front of her and ran his fingers to the back of her neck, gripping as he gave her a bruising kiss. When he pulled back, he demanded. "Strip. Then stand against the wall for your punishment."
She bowed her head and moved to do what he said. He went into the bedroom and took off his clothes, then grabbed the riding crop. He stared down at it, part of him feeling bad for striking the woman he loves, but he sighed, knowing she wanted him that way. He went back into the living room and she was standing with her back to the wall, facing him to deliberately disobey what he said. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?"
"Just what you said to do, Jon."
He smirked, "So you are." He smacked her thigh with the crop and she cried out. "Must mean you want your pretty little pussy spanked instead of your ass." Her eyes went wide as she felt the riding crop sliding between her legs.
"No, no please, Jon."
"Too late for begging. You have to learn to fucking listen." He dropped the crop down before raising it quickly and striking her between the legs. She felt her face get hot and a stinging pain in her groin. He rubbed the end of the crop across her clit and heard her moan. He hit her again, this time right on her clit. She screamed and clenched her fists. He pressed his body right against hers and ran his finger down to her slit. He slipped his finger inside her and growled against her neck. "You are such a little pain slut. This pussy craves being hurt by me, doesn't it? You are so fucking wet from me abusing you." He stepped back and hit her again, this time across the breasts and nipples, leaving red whelps in his wake. He saw tears forming in her eyes and it almost made him lose his nerve for this. He crashed his lips against hers before ordering her to turn around. He spanked her over and over on her legs, thighs and ass, making her tremble and shake.
He threw the crop onto the couch and kissed the back of her shoulder. "I am gonna fuck you so hard. You better fucking brace yourself." He rubbed the head of his dick up and down her wet slit before he thrust viciously inside her. He grabbed her hands and pinned them to the wall, covering them with his own. She arched her back as she felt him banging his hips against hers. "Take it, Dixie, take your punishment. I am the only one who knows how much you need this. You need to be fucked like an animal, and I will make you take this dick until you beg me to stop."
He was breathless as he relentlessly pounded her, broken gasps escaping her mouth as he battered her pussy. "Oh fuck, Jon…"
He released her hands and roughly squeezed her breasts, clamping his fingers down around her nipples. He rolled them between his fingers and pulled on them hard enough to make her yelp. He felt his control getting away from him and he knew he had to make her come soon before he could let go. He lowered his hand to stroke her abused and swollen clit then felt her body quake. She screamed his name and clenched down around his cock. "Oh fuck yeah, baby, squeeze my dick." He slammed his body into her, driving her against the wall. He hunched over her back and came deep inside her with a grunt, filling her up with his hot release. "Mmmm, goddamn you feel so fucking good. That pussy is so fucking perfect, just like every goddamn inch of you. And you are all mine." She was trying to catch her breath as he gripped her waist tightly.
"Yeah, I am all yours," she said with a smile as she felt his release running down her leg. "You made a mess, Jonathan."
He smiled, "Couldn't help it."
"I don't mind. I like how it feels. Makes me feel like a naughty girl."
He spun her around and kissed her while grabbing her ass. "You are a naughty girl, and I fucking love it." They went to take a shower and clean up before bed. Afterwards, they settled in under the covers with Jon holding her protectively, wrapping his body around hers.
Joe soon made it to Colorado Springs and went to look for Colby. He asked about him at the front desk and the clerk gave him his room number. He decided he had better get a room as well because he was sure Colby wouldn't be up for him crashing with him tonight. He went to his own room to put his stuff up before going up a floor to where Colby was. He drew a deep breath before he got up the courage to knock on the door. He heard Colby cursing and heard a loud bang before the door was slung open.
Colby squinted his eyes at the light and glared when he saw it was Joe. "The fuck you want, man?"
Joe could smell the booze on him and watching him sway as he leaned against the door jam. "I needed to see you. I have something to give you."
"I don't want a fucking thing from you."
"You will this. Can I please come in?"
"Fuck that. No. Just give it to me and fuck off."
"Look, you little shit, I went out of my way to come and give it to you so let me in and let's talk like adults."