kinds a fucked up.
"What the hell is going
on out here?" I ignored the Sheriff and focused on the douche. "Don't
put your fucking hands on her again, next time you won't get off so lucky. Here
you go sheriff." I took the package mom had packed from Vicki's hands that
were shaking like fuck and gave it to him before turning and walking away.
"Vicki?" Her father
called out to her.
"It's okay dad, I'll see
you at home later."
No she won't. It was going to
take a lot to calm me the fuck down, and I knew no better place to work off
this energy than between her legs.
Chapter 12
ROMAN
I was fucking fuming on the way
home. Rationally I knew this wasn't really her fault, but a part of me still
fucking blamed her. I told her in the beginning; I fucking told her that guy
was after more than friendship, but did she listen? Fuck no. Now I had to deal
with this shit.
I pulled off onto a dirt road
about ten minutes from home. I didn't even turn off the jeep, just jumped out,
opened her door, pulled her the fuck out and pushed her against the hood face
down. I fought with the zipper on her jeans until I got them opened, I pulled
them down to her knees and pushed them the rest of the way with my foot.
I didn't take my pants off,
just opened up, took my dick out and went to work. She was barely ready for me.
I hadn't taken the time to prep her, but by stroke three she was with me. I
grunted like a fucking beast as I pounded out my frustration on her pussy. One
hand held her head down while the other used her hip to pull her back and
forth, she was keening and trying to climb the hood but she wasn't getting
away.
"Stay right the fuck
there." I growled at her ass. I knew I was hurting her I wanted to fucking
hurt her. It's her fault I was feeling this way, she could fucking deal.
"Please Roman I'm sorry,
please."
"Shut, The Fuck, Up." I kept pounding
away, my thrusts racing against the anger in my head and the pain in my heart.
I came so fucking hard I went blind. I didn't give a fuck if she came or not, I
was back to being mad as fuck.
Don't fucking judge me. You try dealing with
this fuckery. One day you're happy as fuck, all's right in your world and then
you come upon your significant other in a clinch with someone else, out in the
open no less for the whole fucking world to see.
"Stop crying Vicki, you know I didn't
really fucking hurt you, I've fucked you harder than that on a good day."
"Yes but you weren't using it as
punishment then." She wiped her face.
"What the fuck do you expect? If you
hadn't encouraged this shit he wouldn't think it's okay to put his fucking
hands on you in front of me."
"I didn't..."
"Yes you fucking did." I yelled at
her as I fixed my clothes, and she was slowly putting her clothes back in
order.
"Every time I told you about that guy you
played me with that friends bullshit. I'm a guy I know the fucking signs,
you're supposed to be my fucking woman, but when it came to your relationship
with him I had no say, you called the shots and look where that got us. Now you
want me to go back to that? Fuck that, I'm through being your fucking
chump."
"You're not..."
"Shut the fuck up. You
know that's exactly what you took me for. That's why you strung me along for
two fucking months while you ran around with him while freezing me the fuck
out. I'm not your bitch Victoria-Lynn and no one fucks me if there's any
fucking to be done I'll do the fucking. Now get in the fucking car." She
had the good sense to shut the hell up and get in the car.
"Do you want me to take you home or are
you coming home with me?"
"Home with you."
"Good, and none of that sulking shit, I
told you how it was gonna be deal with it."
"But Roman you can't keep getting this
angry about the same thing all the time. When are you gonna get over it? Am I
gonna pay for one stupid mistake for the rest of my life?"
"Did you just tell me to
get over it?"
"No, I asked how long before you get over
it? That's not the same