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didn’t have to deal with this. I could walk
away with Nicky and never look back. Why couldn’t I do that? Why didn’t I just
get up, get dressed, and take my baby out of there?
    Because Drew had just opened up a new can of worms,
that’s why. I’d just learned some pretty messed up shit about his upbringing. I
felt sorry for him. He was hurting and needed to vent. I wish he could vent in
other ways, like let me be there for him, tell him we were going to be okay,
and make him feel secure. He wasn’t the type to do that, not yet anyway.
Hopefully, Deidra would get us to that point, but right now Drew needed me to
be somebody else. I would be that person for him. I could take the fucked up
sex. I just hoped he didn’t feel the need to hit me.
    “You like thinking about Celeste licking Alicia’s
pussy?” Drew asked, slamming the door behind him. What the fuck? I wasn’t
expecting that. That had been weeks ago. I hadn’t mentioned it at all. “Get
up,” he demanded.
    I stood, trying to feign a hurt look, wanting him to
see what he was doing.
    “Answer me. You like that, Morgan? Is that what your
problem is? You want your pussy licked by Alicia, or is it Celeste?”
    “No,” I quietly replied, taking the blow to the
corner of my mouth. I could taste the blood before I saw it.
    Drew grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled me to
him. “You know I love you, don’t you, Morgan?” he asked, fighting with
everything in him not to hurt me.
    “Yes, it’s okay. We’re okay, Drew,” I tried soothing
him.
    He shoved me away from him, backhanding me again,
and then again before throwing me to the bed. I was scared. I hadn’t seen Drew
like this in a very long time. He wasn’t Drew at all. He was out of control. I
screamed when his belt came down hard across my ass. After five very painful
blows, I breathed a sigh of relief, hearing the belt hit the floor.
    I felt the sting across my ass when he told me to
roll over.
    “Spread your legs. Isn’t that what you want, Morgan?
You like being a little slut?” he asked, running his fingers up my pussy. I
wasn’t wet like I would have normally been. I was in too much pain to be wet. I
could feel my swollen lip with my tongue, still tasting blood. The dull ache in
my eye reminded me of his knuckles, and my ass felt like it was bleeding fire.
    I couldn’t answer, I couldn’t talk. I was in my own
state, hell, I couldn’t even cry. I didn’t know what I was feeling: hurt,
anger, betrayal, wounded. I had so many emotions going on at once, I didn’t
know how to feel. I didn’t want to feel that, I thought, watching Drew emerge
from our closet with the rod that I didn’t want. I didn’t want to come, I
didn’t want to come close to coming, and I didn’t want him touching me.
    “You honestly don’t think you’re going to come, do
you?”
    Again, I didn’t answer. I grabbed the covers in both
my fists as he touched me with the electrical current, bringing me to the brink
of an orgasm that I wouldn’t be having. Nine agonizing jolts later, he was
finally tired of playing that game. Thank god. I didn’t know how much more I
could take without begging him to stop.
    “Roll over, bad girl.”
    I moved to my stomach, accepting his soothing hands
on my sore ass. “Why do you make me do this?” he asked, rubbing the soreness
from my ass cheeks.
    Again, I didn’t answer. He wasn’t looking for answers.
I felt him spread my ass cheeks with his hands, exposing my puckered hole.
Closing my eyes, I used my senses to figure out what he was doing. Listening to
the cap being popped on the tube, and feeling the cool liquid run down the
crack of my ass, he massaged the lubricant around my opening before inserting a
finger, and then two. Relying on my senses, I heard the tear from the condom.
He only used a condom when he was planning on finishing in my mouth. Clenching
my jaw, I felt him slide in a little, and then a little more until he was
slowly moving in and out of