Chapter 121 Tell me no lies - Elio

Chapter 121 Tell me no lies - Elio
I watch as Bella walks sinfully to my bedroom in those fucking high heels and stockings clipped into the suspenders that make me throw all caution to the wind.
I'm breaking a promise I made. I broke it on Saturday night when she dared picked up a fucking guy from the dance floor to fuck her in the men's bathroom. For years I've been patient, watching her do the very same thing here and there.
Always the same M.O. Always the first fucking stall in the men's bathroom, like my betrayal is stuck in her head like an endless loop.
I've tried getting over her, moving on, but something happened to me after I was hit over the head. I woke up and saw the world differently.
She disappears into the bedroom, and I run my fingers over the scar at the back of my head where the hair grew back, but the headaches remain. If that didn't teach me that life is short, and I should go after what is mine, then nothing else will.
I'm breaking a promise to a man I respect, but I'm finally claiming what was mine all along.
I get up from the couch and stalk after her. I find her in the bedroom in the position I knew she would be in.
Bella likes pain, she likes being challenged, and even when we first started having sex after being only friends, she loved to fuck.
She's handcuffed to the headboard, her torso flat on the bed, and her ass in the air, exactly how I wanted her.
She doesn't yelp when my palm lands on her ass cheek, not that I expected her to.
"Anderson's footage with underage girls ended up on the news desks." I don't rub the red handprint forming on her ass. Instead, I slap the other cheek just as hard and it blooms in the same fashion. Pure mastery. I can smell how her pussy is getting wetter by the assault. "Are you telling me that wasn't you? Vincent said you were quite upset when you saw it."
She turns her face towards me, her light-brown eyes spitting fire, telling me to give her more. "And I fucking told you that wasn't me."
I run my fingers through her soaked clit before putting it on her lips, and she greedily sucks them into her mouth. Oh, she's hungry.
I roll the rubber off my dick, going over to the side of the bed, and grab her hair again. "Liar."
"Fuck you." She whispers. "Tell me why Chloe said you set up the whole bathroom thing in school."
She's talking too much, so I put my dick on her lips, and push inside her warm mouth until she's gagging, and spit runs down her chin. I pull back so she can breathe before I push inside her once again, her throat tight around my shaft. She doesn't moan, she doesn't pull on the handcuffs or refuse what I'm doing to her.
No, Bella is as deranged as I am, and I smile as I look on at how she's struggling to breathe, but don't even make a sound.
So fucking stubborn.
I pull all the way out, and she gasps.
She didn't do it. She might be fucking insane, but she's no liar.
I open the bedside drawer, taking out one of the brand new toys I got today for my new visitor. I know she probably hates this need for me inside her, yet she still came over. I know what it feels like, fighting against something you desperately want, but not being able to have it.
She licks her lips when I drag the pointed head of the butt plug through her pussy, since it's so nice and wet, before nudging her tiny asshole. I never did get to fuck her in there, but soon we will have to make up for all the lost time.
This woman is going to be the death of me, I swear. She makes no sound as I grab her ass cheek, and force the buttplug into her tight ass, until the little toy is all the way inside. She's like my perfect little sex doll with high heeled boots, suspenders, red lipstick and a wet, tight hole to fuck when I want.
Well, maybe not when I want, but we can work on that part.
I get another condom, even though I want to sink into her skin on skin, but she doesn't trust me as it is, and I want her right back here tomorrow night. I wrap her long, dark hair around my fist again when I get in behind her, and slam my dick all the way inside her, her pussy even tighter with the buttplug in her ass.
"Aaaarrrrgggg!" She screams out at the violent intrusion, music to my ears.
"This is what you wanted, wasn't it?" I pull back out only to slam into her hard, over and over, het pussy a slopping mess as I fuck her the way I know she likes. I pull on her hair, and lean over her back so I can reach her ear. "Is this how they fucked you in the men's bathroom? Did you think of me when you let them inside this pussy? Did you even look at their faces?"
She licks those damn red painted lips again, her eyes shut. "Fuck you, Elio."
I chuckle and lick a line up her ear, straightening to pull on the butt plug as her pussy swallows my dick. She's screaming when I fuck into her while fucking her ass with the useful toy.
No man is going to fuck her ever again.
Nobody, but me.
Or I will show her exactly how crazy I can be.