18. Adam #2
At least something genuine filtered through my haze of rageful paranoia.
"I am so proud of you for how far you've come.
It truly makes me appreciate you that much more because I couldn't be prouder to call such a strong woman mine.
" It might not seem like much to a lot of people, but to do what she did took a lot of courage.
Leaving a bad situation was never easy, despite what people might think.
Yes, the door might be right there; hell, the door could be wide open with a bag of cash sitting next to it.
The notion of walking out was simple enough, and the act of it was fairly easy.
Yet, a lot of people failed to consider the storm underneath the surface.
Physically, nothing could stop them. Abusers didn't have to beat their victims twenty-four-seven to keep their compliance. Just the one time to really knock them down and force them into submission was enough. There were no chains or ropes needed to tie a victim down to their abusers either.
No, everything was always mental and emotional.
The diabolic manipulation of a victim's emotions and mind would eventually mold them into believing they are nothing without their abuser.
Threats of harm to loved ones hanging at the forefront of a victim's mind could be enough to keep them in line as well.
Then, after a while, they accept it. Whatever the abuser has done, their routine, it all becomes normal to the victim.
They can't see the bad situation before them because, to them, it wasn't bad.
It was why most victims often returned to their abusers or a similar person or lifestyle if they ever got free.
Stepping out of the cycle and preventing relapses took a whole different strength and willpower entirely.
I mean, fuck, ten years with the damn bastard in such a relationship. No wonder my Eliza was so guarded and afraid. I really couldn't blame her for being so hesitant with me. Whatever life she made with the scumbag became her livelihood.
Taking her face into my hands, I brought her into a deep kiss full of promise.
"I'll take care of you, my sweet rose." Inhaling a breath full of her calming scent, I let my nerves settle a bit.
"I'll cherish you as you should have been all those years.
I'll love you so much that you'll have a whole new set of standards that no other person on this earth will ever meet.
" As if I'd let her try to find another person in this damn universe.
With a smug smile, I took her hand and moved it down to the front of my pants.
Pressing her hand firmly against my bulge, I rolled my hips slowly into her palm.
"You feel that, mia rosa ?" I whispered against her lips.
"You think I'd be turned on and all hard for you if I didn't find you attractive?
Even after seeing your arms, I'm not in the least bit turned away.
" Grabbing her face, I squished it a little between my fingers as I forced her to look into my intense eyes.
"So, don't you ever say you aren't pretty or that you look disgusting because of those scars, understood? "
I fucking loved how her eyes and body melted under me with submission, so much that I felt my cock twitch and strain in its confines. "Yes, sir." Her trembling voice fanned across my lips and lower jaw.
Crowding over her, I laid her down on the bed, trapping her under me.
"That's my good girl. Just let me take care of you, alright?
Let me show you how much I adore you and this body of yours.
How crazy you drive me," I whispered sweetly with a hot breath as I kissed her face and neck.
"Let me get you bare and show you exactly what this body of yours does to me.
" Grabbing her lingerie, I pulled at it harshly, loosening the bindings of her half-done corset. "Show you what I want to do to you."
A sharp gasp slipped from her smiling face when I yanked the piece off her in one swift movement.
"God, you have no idea how many nights I've thought about getting my hands on your bare body," I spoke against her body as I adorned it with kisses.
"Fuck, you feel heavenly." I groaned deeply, taking a moment to collect myself before I continued to take in every inch of her body greedily with my hands.
I adored every inch of her body with my hands and lips, not leaving any part untouched.
Then, I returned to her arms, giving them special attention.
Every scar got a long kiss pressed against —every single one.
"I love you for everything. Perfectly flawed, so perfect for me," I whispered against her arms as I continued loving them.
"W-what are you going to do to me?" Her voice trembled with nervousness and excitement as her wary eyes looked down at me.
Crawling up her body, I looked down at her softly, with eyes full of ardent sweetness.
Stroking her cheek with the back of my finger, I smiled at her for a moment.
"I'm going to show you what sinful things this lovely body of yours makes me want to do.
" Running my finger along her jaw, I sharpened my smile lustfully.
"I'm going to show you the burning desire the sight of you brings me. "
Grinning like a wild animal, I jerked her body around after shooting off the bed. "Spread your legs," I commanded in a guttural voice, looking down at her shivering body with starving eyes, "and touch yourself."
Her eyes bugged out of her head as she looked up at me with a stunned mouth. "W-what?" She looked at me with such disbelief, and I wanted to chuckle a little at how adorable and clueless she looked.
Dragging out an exhale, I grabbed her by the neck, pulling her off the bed a little. "I didn't stutter, and I know you heard me well enough. So, don't make me repeat myself, or I'll tie you down and make you come until you cry." Or do; I won't mind either way.
Her throat bobbed with her hard swallow before her head nodded in response. "I'm sorry, sir."
Letting go, I settled her back down with her head hanging over the edge of the bed. "No coming." The way her pouting face paled with a complaint nod made me stifle a laugh as I helped her spread her legs.
Standing over her, I watched her with mesmerized eyes, only losing site of her as I removed my clothes.
Her shy hand slowly slid down her body, cupping her breasts and fondling them with a soft moan.
"That's it, darling. I love watching you play with yourself," I told her in a proud voice, running my rough hands along her inner thighs to help arouse her some more.
"I love how confident you've gotten." She wasn't overly bold or anything, but she was more than willing to expose herself at my command after some coaxing and training.
Biting my bottom lip with a low groan, I breathed out heavily as I watched her deft fingers slide down her inner thigh to her twitching cunt. "Part those sweet lips for me, baby. Let me see how wet and needy you are for me," I encouraged her by reaching down and palming her tits roughly.
"I love how good you are for me. How obedient you are. Such a good girl." Smirking cruelly, I pinched her hard nipples between the gaps of my fingers. "Such a good fucking slut."
Unable to help it, I removed a hand from her soft breast to take her hand away from her pussy briefly. With her cunt fully exposed, I pulled my hand back and brought it down on her hard, filling the room with her yelp and the wet slap of my hand slapping against her juicy pussy.
"You drive me insane, Eliza. Every time I see you, all I want to do is hold you and worship you." Which I did. Not a day went by where I didn't spoil her with as much affection as possible. "But seeing your sweet body tease me makes me want to ruin you all over again."
Love her, then fuck her like I didn't. That's how it worked with us.
My chest rumbled with another growl as I spanked her pussy again, and again, and again.
Every jerk of her body from my impact was like a tug at my heartstrings.
Her sweet yelps a lovely melody for my ears—only my ears.
I couldn't stop spanking her cunt. Every swing of my hand felt automatic, and I felt myself growing too excited at the sight of her sex twitching and reddening with each spank.
With one final spank, I let out a deep breath through my smiling lips as I looked at her heaving and twitching body.
Praising her, I brushed my thumb against her parted lips, "Good girl, you didn't come once.
" Controlling her orgasms was still a work in progress, but she’d made good progress thus far; of course, there was the occasional slip-up here and there with certain activities.
"Now, touch yourself again while I put your mouth to good use."
Eliza's eyes went wide along with her mouth, and I might have been a bit of a jerk to use that to my advantage. "Wha—augh!" Her words choked off around a gag when I rammed myself into her mouth and down her throat.
Holding her head with one hand, I wrapped the other around her throat, keeping her in place so I could fuck her face.
"This is what I want to do to this pretty little face of yours every time I see it, especially when you get a little sassy with me.
Fuck, I just want to shove you down to your knees and fuck your face just like this, so you know exactly what your mouth is good for.
" My words strained out in a groan as I violently bucked my hips at her.
Feeling her nails scrape against my body while her body squirmed and choked on my cock was the best sensation ever.
The bite from her nails sent sparks of pleasure throughout my body, and the tightness of her throat clenching around my aching cock with her struggles felt almost as good as being in her cunt.
"Just breathe, darling," I instructed her, laughing a little when she purposedly smacked my thigh in response. "Just focus on touching and fingering yourself to be distracted," I remarked with a chuckle.
Squeezing the sides of her neck, I choked her softly as I continued to face fuck her roughly.
Besides the sounds of my balls slapping her face, the room was filled with her sucking, gagging, and choking on my thick cock; it all bled together and drowned out the sweet sounds of her juicy cunt being fucked by her own fingers.
After slamming into her rougher a few times, I pulled back abruptly.
With my throbbing cock hanging over her face, I watched her suck in sharp breaths between her coughs.
Once I was sure she got enough oxygen, I let go of her neck to grab her messy face, gripping it roughly to jerk her attention to me.
"Tell me, what's this mouth of yours good for, little rose," I demanded with a wicked grin.
Her dazed eyes struggled to focus on me as she breathed heavily. Nothing came from her gaping mouth as she opened and closed it, and I didn't know if she could formulate her words or if she refused to answer. Either way, it didn't change the outcome.
Slap!
Redness darkened her already flushed face from my hand lashing across it, and her head hung to the side after it was whipped in that direction.
It wasn't a hard slap; I was more than coherent enough to hold back when I brought my hand across her face.
I only wanted to jolt a little sense into her, not hurt her.
I half expected her to shout her safe word at me or flash the light in my eyes when she didn't respond after a few seconds.
Hell, I was about ready to call it and check on her, when her teary eyes looked up at me in bliss.
Closing her parted lips, she swallowed roughly while pacing her breathing out.
Then, she smiled at me seductively while licking her lips.
"My mouth is only good for you to fuck, and to suck your cock, sir."