♥ CHAPTER 17 ♥

Hilary Carter.

20:15 '' Hilary's House '' New York, USA.

I sighed as he parked the car in the garage. I got out of the car, still very angry that he stopped the fight; I wanted to finish that bitch for trying to humiliate him.

"Darling." I heard his voice.

"I don’t want to talk." I sighed as he hugged me.

"It’s you I love; I love you so much, Hilary, please believe me, my love." I turned around in his arms.

"I wanted to finish her off." He smiled at me.

"I know you did that to protect me, my love. I’m very grateful, but hitting her won’t change what she did to me. I don’t want to hurt you."

"Don’t worry about me, Anthony. I can take care of myself; if that bitch reports me, she’ll be the one who gets screwed."

He hugged me.

"I’m afraid of losing you, Hilary. I love you so much; I never thought I would love anyone else. I mean, I don’t think I ever really loved her; I just wanted attention and confused that with love. You are an incredible, charming, perfect woman. I love you and will always say that. Hilary Carter, I love you."

I held the back of his neck and kissed him, making him respond the way I like. I licked his lips and we moved towards the couch. I pushed him down, making him sit.

"I want to sit on your cock." I said, breathing heavily, lifting my dress and tossing it onto the coffee table.

I took off my bra and panties, getting completely naked in front of him. I moved closer, sitting on his lap and kissing him again. His hands moved to my buttocks and squeezed them firmly.

"L-Love... I want to sit on your cock." I said, breathing heavily.

"Damn it, Hilary!"

I stood up and helped him take off his pants and underwear. I pulled off his jacket and threw it across the room, then sat back on his lap. I grabbed his cock and positioned it inside my pussy, sliding down and making us both moan with the sensation.

"I love you." I said, resting my hands on his shoulders.

"I love you too, very much." He held my buttocks and helped me move on his cock.

"Ohhh Anthony! So good, my love!"

I kissed him continuously while also moving on his cock, wiggling and making him moan between kisses.

"You’re mine, only mine, Anthony." I said possessively.

"Yes, I’m only yours, my love." He kissed my shoulder and hugged me. "I love it when you’re like this."

I smiled, and he pulled away. I gripped his shoulder tightly and started moving quickly up and down. We both moaned with the sensation.

"Ohhh, so delicious." I moaned, closing my eyes with the wonderful sensation.

He held my left breast and put it in his mouth, sucking it eagerly.

"Ohhh... I-I like this new Anthony without shame.. Ohhh." He licked the nipple of my breast.

"You’ve restored my confidence."

He turned me on the couch, positioning himself on top of me and held my legs, going very deep.

"Ohhh damn this!! Anthony, this! Keep going, my love... Oh damn!!!

He moaned, and I ran my hands over my breasts and tightened my vaginal walls around his cock.

"Damn it, Hilary, so good!" He pushed all the way inside me and gave a little thrust.

"Ohhh love... I-I’m going to cum!!" I warned desperately.

"So am I."

He lifted my legs high and increased his thrusts with such passion that the only thing I could do was moan loudly. I didn’t care who heard; my man was giving me pleasure, and I had the honor to announce it loudly.

"Anthony!!!"

"Hilary!!"

We both came at the same time. He pressed his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

"I love you." He said, making me smile.

"I love you too, I love you so much, Anthony."

Future Mr. Carter.

***

We had both taken a shower, but I stayed a bit longer in the bathroom. When I came out, I saw him sleeping in our bed.

"So beautiful." I smiled at the sight.

This man manages to affect me in such a... such a... Ah, I can’t explain the feeling; I just know it’s good.

I went to the closet, grabbed a purple pajama set and gray panties, dressed, and went back to the bathroom to hang up the towel.

I need to call a friend of mine who is a private detective. I want him to investigate that bitch’s life; I’m going to put her behind bars.

I grabbed my phone from the desk and kissed his forehead. I headed out of the bedroom, already looking for David’s contact.

"What do I owe the honor of your call, dear Hilary?"

I rolled my eyes.

"I need a favor from you, David. Of course, I’ll pay."

"Hmm, I’m all ears."

I sat on the sofa.

"I now have a boyfriend, and he was unjustly imprisoned."

"What do you mean?"

"His ex-wife reported him, claiming he raped her, and he was imprisoned with no evidence."

"That's outrageous! No one should be imprisoned without proof, especially for such a serious accusation."

I sighed.

"Yes, I’m very upset about it too. He was imprisoned for two years."

"This shitty justice system. But, are you sure he didn’t rape her?"

I growled irritably.

"Of course, I am sure!"

"Hey, calm down, I was just asking."

"I believe him; I’ve known him for almost two weeks."

"Two weeks, Hilary? Seriously?"

"David, go fuck yourself."

"Wow, aggressive. Anyway, what’s your sweetheart’s name?"

"Anthony Cooper."

"Damn it!"

"What’s wrong?"

"He’s well-known as a rapist and woman abuser."

I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, I know. But as I said, he was imprisoned without evidence. Besides, we ran into her today at the restaurant."

"In town?"

"Yes. That fucking bitch was screaming in the middle of the restaurant, calling him a rapist."

"Hilary, I’ve known you for five years. You didn’t hit her, did you?"

"I wish I had hit her more, but Anthony stopped me."

"You really can’t control yourself."

"Are you going to help or not?"

"Of course, I will. I’ve never had such an interesting case before."

"I want you to find out the truth, David. Anthony’s life depends on it."

"Don’t worry, I’ll find out, even if it takes a month."

"Thank you."

"Hum, the great Hilary thanks..."

I hung up impatiently.

I sighed, saw my phone ringing again, and saw it was my mother.

"I deserve this."

I answered.

"Yes?"

"Hi, darling."

I frowned.

"What do you want?"

She sighed.

"I’m having a lunch here on Sunday. The whole family will be coming. I wanted to know if you want to come."

"You know I’m not coming. Why do you keep calling me?"

"Look, dear, I know your father and I made mistakes that day at your house, but please, come. The whole family will be together."

I heard footsteps and saw Anthony coming towards me with his lovely sleepy face.

"I’ll think about it. Talk to you later."

I hung up without caring about her.

"Hi, my love. Why aren’t you sleeping?" I asked as I got up and went to him.

"I couldn’t sleep much without your presence." I smiled at that.

"I’m sorry. I got a call from my mother inviting me to a lunch on Sunday." He frowned, confused.

"Are you going?" He asked.

"I don’t know." I hugged him, and he hugged me back. "I don’t want to go alone. I’m also afraid they might say something about you for being a black man."

"I don’t care about that, my love."

"But I do, love. I hate it when someone tries to humiliate you. I might end up going crazy again and hitting someone."

He laughed and kissed my hair.

"I’ll be there to stop you. Now let’s sleep; it’s been an emotional day."

"Yes."

He pulled me to our bedroom and guided me to our bed. I got in and found a comfortable position. He turned off the lights and came to me.

"Sleep well, my love." He kissed my forehead.

"Always, with you by my side, I sleep very peacefully." I said and kissed his chest.

I hugged him and closed my eyes, falling asleep soon after.