by C. Davis
Chapter 20
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Jenna
I led Colton to the kitchen and opened up the fridge. I leaned down to grab a soda, but Colton pulled me back gently by the hips. He turned me around and tipped my head back with two fingers under my chin. “Let me, babe. Go sit down and I’ll get you anything you want.”
Colton grabbed a soda and set it down on the table. He leaned down and kissed my lips, whispering. “What do you want to eat, love?”
“Just a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.”
“Coming right up.” Colton said as he made his way to the counter.
He made my sandwich wrapped it in a napkin. Colton sat next to me and placed it on the table. I devoured the sandwich quickly. I must have been hungrier than I thought. Colton took the napkin from me and ran his finger down my cheek. “How did I get so lucky?”
“No, I’m the lucky one.”
“No,” he shook his head, “I’m the lucky one, baby. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you so much. Both of you.”
“I love you more.” I said, sliding onto his lap.
“Careful, you might start something.”
“That’s my intention, Daddy.”
“Baby, you’re playing a dangerous game. Do you want me to take you back up to the bedroom?”
“I do believe that’s how she got pregnant in the first place.” Benjamin chuckled as he stepped into the kitchen.
I buried my face in Colton’s chest, burning with embarrassment. I could feel Colton, convulse as he silently chuckled to himself. He leaned down and whispered, “I love that I still make you blush. Makes me hard to know I still have that effect on you. And yes, after this I’m going to take you back upstairs and fuck you again. We have so much lost time to make up for.”
Benjamin poured himself a cup of coffee and turned to us. He took a seat and sighed, “Colton, I need you to come with me, so we can get a suit for the wedding.”
“Sure. When are we leaving?” Colton asked.
“In about an hour.”
“Okay, I’ve got to go upstairs and get ready. Come on, Jenna.”
Benjamin’s lips curled into a smirk as Colton led me back to the bedroom. As soon as the door shut, he turned me around and ripped the back of my dress. I gasped as he connected his lips to my neck and growled. “You teased me, Babygirl.”
“I know.”
“Just because you’re pregnant, doesn’t mean I can’t punish you. Get on the bed. Hands and knees.”
“Colton!” I yelped when he ripped the rest of my clothes off my body.
“You knew what calling me Daddy did, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” I whispered as he reached around and cupped my pussy.
“But you still did it, knowing how much it drives me to the dark side.”
“Don’t you love it when I call you Daddy?”
“Fuck, I love it.” he guided me to the bed, and gently pushed me down on my hands and knees. “I love it so much, babe.”
“Colton, please.” My voice was breathless as he ran his hands over my back. He shuffled behind me and lined the tip of his cock at the entrance. “Take me, please.”
He thrust up into me and placed his hands over mine as he filled me up. I threw my head back as his thrusts became slower. He was teasing me, just like I did to him. And, I loved the torture he was giving me.
“Do you want it fast or slow? Either way, I’m going to make you come so hard, sweetheart.”
“Slow and rough.”
“Baby, are you sure? I don’t want to hurt the baby.”
“You won’t.”
“Tell me how much you missed me.”
“Shit Colton, I missed you so much.”
“Did you fuck your tight cunt while I was away?”
“Oh God, yes!” I cried out as he fucked me from behind.
“Did you let Tommy touch this pussy?”
“No, oh God—it’s yours, Daddy.”
“Damn right, sweetheart. You’ve always belonged to me.” Colton grunted as he sped up and sucked on my neck. Goosebumps began to rise as my stomach tightened. My hormones were all over the place due to me being pregnant. It was like a fire had been lit as he thrust into me again. Harder. Faster. So hard I nearly lost my breath.
“Fuck. Yes. You like it when I’m rough, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy! I’m going to come so hard.”
“Come, baby.”
“Oh yes, give it to me harder.”
I rocked my hips against him and moaned out his name. “Colton, I’m—coming. All for you."
Colton spilled inside me and whispered in my ear. “God, you’re still so sweet. I love you, Babygirl.”
“I love you too, Daddy.”
He pulled out of me and took my dress, cleaning me up. He leaned down and kissed, helping me turn over on my back. He took my face in his hands and whispered against my lips. “I better go. Benjamin should be ready.”
Colton pulled up his pants and put on a different shirt. Just before he walked out the door, I said. “Be careful.”
“Careful getting fitted for a suit?”
I shook my head and smiled, “I don’t think you’re actually going to get a suit. I have a feeling it’s about Tommy.”
“But he said—”
“I know Benjamin. He’s got Tommy locked up somewhere hidden. So, just be careful. I wouldn’t be able to handle you going back to prison.”
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine. I’ll be back—I promise.”
I darkened my eyes and gave him a sickening smile. “Make sure he hurts, Colton. Make him pay for what he did to me.”
Colton stepped forwards and cupped my chin, tilting my head back. “Sweetheart, I’ll make sure he suffers as much as he made you. Maybe even more than you. He’s going to wish he never touched you. He has so much to pay for, and he will. Severely.”
Chapter 21
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Colton
Benjamin drove one town over and went down a dirt road. I eyed him warily and asked. “We’re not going shopping, are we?”
Benjamin pulled up to what looked like an old, abandoned warehouse and grinned. “Oh, we are. Just as soon as we take care of some unfinished business.”
I nodded my head towards the warehouse and clenched my jaw. “Tommy is in that building, isn’t he?”
“He is, but my guest hasn’t arrived yet.”
“What guest?” I was so confused right now.
“Remember when I told you Jeff still has connections? Well, it just so happens it pays to know people, and it also comes in handy to have money. Ah, there he is, the man of the hour.”
“Who’s that?”
“Angelo Valentino, a businessman from Las Vegas. He owns all the hotels and casinos. Whatever you do, don’t disrespect him. It could end very bad. For both of us.”
A man in his early forties steps out, wearing dark sunglasses and a black suit. Benjamin and I step out of the car and meet him halfway. There are two standing on both sides of him as if they are guarding him. Angelo takes a puff from his cigarette and throws it to the ground. He holds out his hand for Benjamin to shake. He takes it and bows his head in respect.
“You must be Benjamin, Jeff Scott’s friend. It’s always a pleasure to meet a friend of the man who was my best man in my company.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Valentino.”
Angelo turns to me and holds out his hand, “And, you must be Colton. Jeff’s told me all about you. All good things, I assure you.”
“Really? Because I was told I’m kind of a dick.”
“He did mention that, but he also told me you’re a changed man.”
“I am.”
“So, who are we torturing today?”
“Tommy, the man who kidnapped and put his hands on my woman.”
Angelo shook his head and glared at the building. “Come. Let’s get to cracking bones, yes?”
Benjamin and
I led Angelo and his two men to the building. Benjamin took out a key and unlocked the padlock, opening the doors. We stepped into the warehouse to a halfway beaten Tommy tied to a metal chair. His head was tilted back with his eyes closed. Dried blood was caked to his face as well as stained on his clothes. Jeff came out of the shadows and picked up a bucket of water, dumping in on Tommy’s head.
“Bastard!”
“Wake up, we have guests.” Benjamin sneered as he yanked him by the hair.
“Fuck. You. Let me go!” Tommy hissed through gritted teeth.
Angelo lit a cigarette and looked at Tommy in amusement. “Tommy boy, you’re in no position to be making demands.”
“No. You’re not real. It can’t be—”
“So, you do remember me, yes? I’ve been looking everywhere for the man who stole from me.”
What. The. Fuck.
Stole from him?
Tommy shook his head viciously, “No, this isn’t real. It’s not—”
Angelo stepped forwards and pressed the butt of his cigarette to Tommy’s cheek. “Does this feel real? Can you smell the burning flesh?”
“Fuck!” Tommy screamed as Angelo put his cigarette out on his cheek.
I smiled to myself, knowing Tommy was hurting. Just like he did to Jenna. Angelo grabbed Tommy by the hair and forced him to face me. “Do you see this man?”
Tommy squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, “I said fucking look at him! Open your fucking eyes and look the man in the face. Apologize to him.”
“I-I’m—” he choked, “I’m sorry!”
Angelo released him and snorted as he watched Tommy snivel as sweat dripped down his face. “Are you really, though? Were you sorry when you killed an innocent and stole my money?”
“Please, just let me go.” He whimpered.
“I’ll let you go—just as soon as you suffer at the hands of my men. I promised a friend I’d make you suffer, and suffer you shall. Vito, Matteo, you know what to do. Make him hurt. Real bad.”
After an hour of both men beating Tommy, he looked up to me through swollen eyes. “I’m sorry. I only wanted her to love me like she loved you.”
I stepped forward, spitting on his face. “You make me sick. You were going to rape her the night of the party, and I bet you don’t feel a bit of remorse for that. If it wasn’t for me, you would have. A fucking bastard is what you are. I really hope you have fun in hell. Maybe Satan will have his goons drug you and rape you, just like you attempted on Jenna.”
I reared back my fist and punched him in one of his swollen eyes. Then, again. Again. Again. Until someone held me back. Benjamin whispered, “Stop, you’ll kill him. This is what Jeff hired Angelo to do, so you don’t get your hands dirty. Tommy is paying the price.”
I closed my eyes and breathed through my nose. My chest heaved from the anger washing through me. I opened my eyes and sighed, “You’re right.”
Angelo snapped his fingers and commanded, “Vito, Matteo, load him up in the trunk. We’re taking him with us.”
Vito and Matteo untied him and threw him to the concrete floor. They duct taped his ankles, wrists, and mouth before hauling him outside to Angelo’s vehicle. Benjamin, Angelo, and I walked back outside, stopping at Angelo’s black SUV. He opened the door and pulled out two suits on a hanger covered in clear plastic. He held them out and smiled to Benjamin. “These should fit. Congratulations on getting married. I do hope I get an invitation from you. I do love weddings. They’re—fun.”
“Thank you for everything, Mr. Valentino.” I said, slightly bowing my head.
“Please, call me Angelo. We’re friends now, yes?”
“Of course.”
Benjamin and I got into the car, and we both let out a breath. I grinned to him and said, “So, suit shopping?”
He winked, “Yeah, I even have the suits to prove it.”
Chapter 22
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Colton
Benjamin and I arrived back to his house, and he gave me a sympathetic look. Almost as if he felt sorry for me.
“What?”
“I’m sorry, but I tried to talk Chloe out of it.”
“I’m sorry, but what are you talking about?”
“She insisted that we give you a party to welcome you home. You can still turn and run the other way.”
“It’s okay. I can’t do that to Jenna.”
We stepped into the house and my mouth went dry. Jenna was dressed in a black sequined dress that hugged her curves. Benjamin leaned over and whispered, “Go on, go get your girl.”
I stepped forwards, a heated gaze in my eyes. Jenna met my lustful gaze and bit her lip. She let out a squeal when my hands reached behind her and crushed my lips against her mouth. I kissed her hard. Dominating her mouth with my tongue. Showing everyone who she truly belonged to.
I pulled away and pressed my forehead against hers, “God, I missed you.”
“You weren’t gone that long.” She whispered.
“I know, but that’s how I feel every time we’re apart. I love you that much.”
“Everyone is staring at us.”
“Good. Let them. I want everybody to know you’re mine.”
My hands roamed down her body and rested on her swollen belly. I knelt down and placed a kiss to her belly and whispered, “I love you both.”
“Colton, Jenna, there you are.” Chloe announced, “Follow me to the back.”
I stood up and intertwined our fingers, bringing it to my mouth and kissed her knuckles. “Chloe, are you up to no good?”
“Me? Never!”
We followed Chloe to the back and it looked like everyone was here. Tilly and Dr. Alvarez stood together. Jeff and Amber were conversing at the corner of the yard. Well, more like a heated conversation. The entire graduating class stood smiling as they met my gaze. Jake, the quarterback, was the first to greet me.
“I heard you were out. How is everything now that Tommy is gone?”
“It’s good—really, wonderful.”
The smell of charcoal invaded my nostrils as I greeted each person. By the time I greeted the last person, the food was done. Benjamin cooked steaks, chicken, and baked potatoes on the grill. While, Chloe and Amber made salad and desserts. I pulled Jenna closer and whispered in her ear. “Is it bad I just want to take you upstairs and make love to you?”
“No. Is it bad I want you to take me inside and have your way with me?”
“Nope.” I replied, trapping her to the tree.
I leaned in, connecting our lips in a heated kiss. My cock twitched when she rubbed me through my pants. All I wanted was to take her inside and have my way with her. Take her. Make love to her slow and gentle. And if she wanted Daddy to come out, I’d give her that too.
“Daddy,” Jenna moaned, “I want you to take me inside.”
“Sweetheart, I want to do that too, but first we need to feed you.”
I led Jenna to the table and helped her onto the chair. Benjamin cleared his throat and announced, “Colton, you were a dick. A complete asshole, but you redeemed yourself. A reformed man and came back to the light. Chloe and I will soon be married, you will become my brother-in-law. I won’t lie. I used to hate you—loathed you. Sure, we’ve butted heads, but in the end we’re family. So, I would like to be the first to say this. Welcome home, brother.”
“Thanks for giving me a second chance.”
Chloe stood and smiled, “Brother, you were awful to me in the past, but I’ve moved forward. I didn’t have to, but I forgave you. At first, Benjamin was against it. He didn’t understand why I wanted to forgive you. I needed closure. To move on and make a new life with Benjamin. Also, we’ve picked out a wedding date. On July 13th, we’re getting married. That’s why I wanted to have Benjamin get the suits. I want you to walk me down the aisle and give me away.”
“Chloe,” I choked, “I don’t know what to say. This means so much to me. After everything—”
“Stop it, you’re going to make m
e cry.” She said, her eyes watering.