by Lolah Lace
“How many have you had?” I was curious. There was something sinister in his eyes.
“Three. I was getting lonely without you here.”
“Sometimes you say really sweet things.” I took another sip.
“It’s all a ruse.”
“A ruse?”
“Yes, a ruse to get your sexy lips wrapped around my cock.”
I was done with sipping. I guzzled the rest of the drink down. Tonio took my empty glass and placed it on the coffee table next to where we stood. “On your knees.”
I hesitated for a moment before I floated down. My knees hit the rug. It wasn’t that bad. It was definitely better than the dark wood floor. My knees couldn’t take that.
All of his attention was on me. He was staring down at me. I felt powerful and courageous. I felt in control for once. I reached up for his jeans button and was so happy he wasn’t wearing a belt. I unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. I tucked my fingers into the top of his pants and tugged them down slowly. I glided over his muscular ass and down his thighs until the denim was lying at his feet. I released his dick by pulling his boxer briefs down to his ankles.
I wished I‘d practiced. I was going to try my best. No one had ever complained about my head game before. I wanted to measure up to the worldly women he’s had before. I wanted him to remember me. I could see how pale and thick he was. There was so much light in this house.
I ran my right hand over his abs. I took my left hand and reached around and palmed his ass cheek. He really did have a muscular ass. I tipped my chin up and opened my mouth. My tongue was ready to taste him. He was ready to get tasted by me. The head of his dick was wet with precum. I licked the tip of his dick and his body contracted. I took his dickhead into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the mushroomed tip.
I took my time and savored his dick. I took it all as best I could. I gagged on him. I forced him deep into my throat. I wanted to please him. I wanted to make him cum. I bobbed up and down his dick. I fisted his dick and moved my hand up and down his massive erection. I slobbered until my saliva ran down my closed fist and down the length of my elbows.
He groaned louder and prouder. I knew he was going to come soon. He was letting me do all the work. Then he decided he was going to grab my hair and thrust into my mouth. I smashed my lips together. I was going to force him to come. I needed him to unload in my mouth, on my face or wherever he desired.
“Wait.” He removed his dick from my mouth. “I don’t want to come.” He was staring down at me. I had drool all over my face and tears in my eyes.
“Tonio, come on.” I tried to latch on to his dick but he twisted my hair in his hand.
“Stand up.” He started pulling my hair up in the air. I would have to rise to my feet or get my hair pulled out from the scalp. I chose to stand.
He released my hair and removed his shirt. I was staring at his chest. He flipped his shoes off his feet and removed his jeans and boxer briefs.
Tonio snatched my wrist and pulled me to follow him. I stumbled over the pile of clothes he left on the floor. He forcibly dragged me into the kitchen. He let me go and walked over to the block of knives by the sink. He turned around and he was brandishing meat shears.
“What are you doing?”
He was on me fast. He spun me around and pressed face and body into the glass of the patio door.
“Don’t move. I don’t want to cut you.”
I felt his hand swipe my hair over my left shoulder. His fingers grabbed the back of my dress and the shears started cutting into it. I was frozen in place as he frantically cut me out of my dress. It was opened in the back. With one snip he cut my bra in the back. With two cuts on panties flew down to my feet. He tossed the scissors and they landed in the sink. He ripped the shredded dress and bra from my body. My hands laid flat on the glass. He had me pinned against the glass. He lifted me to my toes as he jammed his dick inside me from behind. He was fucking me hard against the glass. He was plowing into and I was staring out at the yard, the pool, the Jacuzzi and that horse statue.
“Oh god!” I moaned as he bit into my shoulder.
“Your shit is so good.” He whispered into my neck.
There were sounds, loud sounds. It was me screaming as he pounded me. He abruptly jumped out of me. He spun me around and slammed my back into the glass. He smashed his mouth into mine and ravaged me with his lips and tongue. His hands were on the back of my knees and he had lifted me into the air like I weighed nothing. He jabbed inside me and frantically fucked me against the glass. I held onto his neck and I held onto his hair. I came all over his dick. He wasn’t done with me. He fucked me over the kitchen island. He fucked me on the floor in the room with all the books. He fucked me until I couldn’t walk anymore.
CHAPTER 15
I woke up in bed with my head nestled into a pillow. I was tucked under the cover. Tonio was staring at me. It was creepy but men did really creepy shit sometimes.
“Are you okay?” He brushed my hair behind my ear with his fingers.
“I think so.”
“You just passed out. You were unconscious and I didn’t even choke you.”
“How did I get up here?”
“I carried you up the stairs.”
“How long was I out?”
“It’s about eight.”
“At night or in the morning?”
“Night.”
“I’m sorry. I’ don’t know why I’m so tired.”
“It’s okay.”
“Did you cut me out of my clothes?”
“Uh-huh.”
“You are so—”
“Amazing.”
“Yeah, that.” He made me smile.
“We have one more day. I’m trying to get my fill of you before we part ways.” He rubbed my bare exposed shoulder.
“Right. I leave on Monday.”
“You do. Let’s not think about that.”
“I forgot to call Joel.”
“I called him.”
“You did? Why?”
“He texted me. I sent him a picture of you asleep. It was enough for him to see you. You can call him tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
“Did you fuck Joel?”
Where did that come from? “No. Joel is gay. He thought your lawyer was cute.”
“My lawyer?”
“The guy that gave me the non-disclosure agreement to sign.”
“Yes, yes my lawyer. What happened to your last relationship?”
“We broke up.”
“I think I could figure that much out.”
“He cheated on me.”
“Why did he do that?”
“He’s stupid.”
“Yes, he is very stupid.”
“How long were you with him?”
“Two and a half years.”
“I’ve never been with anybody for that long.”
“Why not?”
“I get tired of people. No that’s not true. I get tired of women and I replace them after I’ve learned everything there is to know about them.”
“How can you learn everything?”
“You can. People warm up to you and they let you in on who they really are. After a few months, you know everything and there is nothing else left to know. They become predictable and then it’s time for it to be over. Long relationships last only because of guilt.”
“You really believe the things you’re saying?”
“Yes, of course, I do. I don’t say them to women but I believe them.”
“So you don’t believe in everlasting love?”
“No, I don’t.”
“So why do you make women tell you that they love you.”
“I don’t make women tell me anything. I only made you do that.”
“Okay well, why would you make me say I love you Antonio Lambrusco?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yes, I do.”
“I know things about you. You have no crimi
nal record. You pay your taxes. You don’t have speeding or parking tickets. You appear to be an honest person.”
“I am.”
“I can guess the number of men you’ve been with by the way you fuck. By how much you enjoy fucking. You are eager to learn, not eager to teach. You’re honest and loyal. What we’re doing is probably the first illegal thing you’ve ever done in your life. With all that, I can stick my cock in you and get you to lie to me. I can make you say you love me. Everyone is corruptible. Even the innocent ones can lie, cheat and steal. You’re no better than anyone else.”
“I never said I was better than anyone. I’m just me, Kelby. Wanting to please you doesn’t make me a liar. I don’t understand how you jumped to that conclusion.”
“Easy. Do you love me?”
“I don’t know you, to love you.”
“So why did you say it?”
“You told me too.”
“That’s all it takes. So how can you tell the difference between the men you really love and the men you just tell the I love you bullshit lie?”
“The difference is simple. Real love I feel in my heart and bullshit love I feel in my vagina.”
He smiled down at me. “I appreciate the bullshit love that comes from your vagina.”
“Yes, it seems that you do.” He leaned over and kissed me. I was starving for food and for Lambrusco sex. I slide my hand under the sheets and placed it on his flaccid dick. He grew right in the palm of my hand while he looked inside my soul with his beautiful blue eyes.
This time he climbed on top of me and glided inside me. He kissed me and fucked me at the same time. It didn’t feel like fucking because he did it slowly. He whispered sweet things into my ear. He called me a pretty girl and he made me say I love him over and over and over again.
***
The next day was filled with more sex. This time we eat food too. We stayed in the house because this was the last day for us to be together. I wanted to spend every single minute with him. I wasn’t ashamed to admit. He made me happy despite his random ramblings about things he didn’t know shit about. Tonio was a smart businessman. He knew about art, finance, and so many things. He took acting seriously. He researched and prepared for his roles. He showed me pictures of his island. He was proud of that island.
He told me tons of stories from when he first started acting. He tried to pry into my past but I preferred to listen to him instead. We drank a lot. I drank to enjoy my last full day with Tonio. I drank to block out the loneliness I would feel when he returned to his life and I returned to mine.
CHAPTER 16
It was Monday morning. I had been up all night with Tonio. We watched a movie in the theater in the basement. We played pool. We played pinball. We even went out in the frosty February air and soaked in the outdoor Jacuzzi. It was 4 AM when we went to bed.
When I opened my eyes Tonio wasn’t in bed beside me. He was sitting in a chair. He was dressed in a gray shirt and dark gray suit pants. His hair was gelled and his beard how grown out. He hadn’t shaved while we were here. He looked like a model for GQ.
“Good morning.” I sat up in the bed. His face was different. He seemed agitated. I wondered if Harry called him while I was asleep with bad news.
His eyes followed me as I jumped out of the bed and rushed into the bathroom. I had to go bad. I peed and washed my hands. I was naked and Tonio old gray t-shirt was on the counter from Saturday. I put it on. It didn’t smell bad. It smelled like Tonio.
I walked back into the master bedroom and Tonio wasn’t in the chair. He was standing by the window.
“Tonio, are you okay?” He turned and glared at me. He made me feel self-conscious. I patted my hair down and crossed my arms under my breasts. I walked over to the window. Why won’t he look at me?
“Things happened between us.” He looked at me then out the window. “Conversations, sex acts. Things happened that I don’t want to get out to the public.” He paused, maybe to think of something more before leering at me. “It doesn’t matter. I cherish my privacy. You signed an NDA. I will never see you again. If I see you again I will take it as a threat. You have absolutely no reason to ever contact me. Our business has concluded. If you breach the contract, if I think— you are thinking about breaching the contract, I will sue you. I will destroy you. Kelby, I will literally destroy you.”
My heart raced as I watched a decent man turn into a ruthless monster within seconds. His eyes were dark and scary. His forehead was wrinkled. It was like he was acting in some movie but he wasn’t. He was glaring at me with so much hate I couldn’t move.
He charged toward me and I moved back until I couldn’t move anymore. I was pinned to the wall. He trapped me in between his outstretched arms.
“Look at me!”
I reluctantly gave him the eye contact he demanded. “I’m not going to say anything about you to anybody.” I could barely get the words out.
He shook his head but I don’t know why. “There is something about you. I don’t know what it is but I don’t trust you.”
“Tonio, I don’t understand why you’re being so mean to me. I didn’t do anything.”
“You’re not innocent. You’re a Black whore!”
My hand rose faster than my brain could form a rational thought. I punched him hard on the side of his face. Oh God, I socked him with a closed fist. He didn’t waver. I wasn’t strong enough to do any real damage. All I did was stun him. He shuffled from one foot to the next and I took it as a threat. My arms and hands tried to pummel him but they mostly flailed around as he successfully dodged my fists and eventually restrained me. He twirled me around and lifted me off the floor. I kicked into the air but he had me in a stronghold. I was tired of fighting but I refused to give up. He had enough and he tossed me across the room. I landed on top of the bed, right in the center.
I was afraid to sit up. I peeked over at him. He was pacing back and forth. He stopped moving to scowl at me. He placed both his hands on his waist. He looked pissed, disgusted and maybe even disappointed in me. I hadn’t done anything. He threatened me. He was mean for no reason. I didn’t know why he was acting like this.
He turned away and got a glimpse of his own reflection in the mirror above the dresser.
“You scratched my face. I’m bleeding.” He was a little bloody. “I need my fucking face. I did not physically mark your body. I’m returning you exactly how I got you. I shouldn’t have done this. I should’ve left you with $23.37 in your bank account.” Tonio walked over to the edge of the bed and looked down on me. “Say something!”
“Fuck you! I was happier with $23 in my account. I’m not a whore. Fuck you. Fuck your 20 million a picture arrogant ass. You need professional help.”
“You are not qualified to tell me what I need.”
“Who are you?”
“I’m the guy that paid for your overpriced pussy.” He wiped some of the blood from his face.
“No, wait. You were really good at being a whore. I’m proud to be the first man to break you in. I’m sure you can make a lot of money selling ass. You can really ride a cock.”
“Stop it now! Stop this!” I was holding back tears. I just wanted him to stop.
“Kelby Robin Dozier, I called Joel. He’s on his way. You can have all the clothes and shoes in the closet and whatever you purchased at the mall. Anything you leave behind will go to charity. You basically are charity. So clothing can go with you. Joel is on his way.”
I watched Tonio grab his cell phone off the dresser. He walked over to the chair and grabbed his suit jacket. He bit his bottom lip into his mouth as he looked at me. He turned away and left me alone in the room. I sat there in bed for ten minutes before I had the courage to get up on my feet. I looked out the window and his rental was gone. He was gone. It was over. The end.
CHAPTER 17
I showered and got dressed. I waited alone in the living room. I waited for Joel to come and pick me up. The clothes were mine to keep but I didn
’t want them. I wasn’t a charity case. I showed up to the rented house with just an overnight bag so I was leaving with my overnight bag.
They way he walked out the bedroom door haunted me. I knew I would never see him again and I wanted to see him again. I was trying so hard to sort out my emotions. This wasn’t love. It was sex. This wasn’t a relationship. This was a business deal. Sex for money.
I knew right then and there I would never ever do anything like this again. I wasn’t strong enough to turn my heart off and on. I was one of those women that confused sex with love. Shit, it could have just been his sex. I don’t know. Thinking about it didn’t make me feel better.
Joel showed up about two hours later. He was in his truck and he bought two suitcases. Tonio had told him I could have the clothes and shoes. I told Joel I didn’t want to take anything but he put me in the truck, buckled me in and went back inside and got all the designer clothes and shoes. He put them in the trunk and we drove away.
We pulled away from those god-awful lion statues. I turned my head and glared out the window. My emotions were too hard to keep locked inside me. My face was wet but I couldn’t really make a sound.
“Sweetie, why are you crying? Did he hurt you?”
“No. It was just too— emotional. I can’t do— it anymore.”
“I understand. I knew this was a one-time thing for you.”
“I’m not cut out for this. I wasn’t able— to control my feelings.”
“Hun, did you fall for him?”
“I think so.”
“I understand. He is a dynamic presence.”
“He is. I signed that agreement and I wasn’t able to say his name out loud. Did you know who he was all along?”
“Yes, I met him. I had to sign a non-disclosure agreement too.”
There it was, something else I didn’t know.
We both rode in silence all the way back to my apartment. Joel walked me into my apartment. He tried to bring the clothes in too but I refused to let him remove them from the trunk of his car. I made a scene out in the parking lot and Joel grabbed my arm and pulled my inside.