by J. L. Beck
BRIDGET
The distance I thought that would grow between Reid and I never came. Instead love bloomed, a need and desire that neither of us knew how to handle. We slept together every night, and had sex nearly every day, against numerous surfaces in the house.
I never knew sex could feel so good.
I was sitting on the couch, with a container of Chinese, waiting for Reid to come and join me. I could hear him on the phone and knew as soon as he walked out of the room that he was tense and pissed off about something.
“What’s going on?” I questioned as he walked out of the bedroom.
“Your dad’s coming home early.” He spoke through clenched teeth. Sadness pricked at my heart. I wasn’t ready for our time together to come to an end.
“Why?” I placed the takeout box on the small table in front of me and moved towards him. He lifted a hand, stopping my perusal.
“This has to stop here. We can’t risk it anymore.” His eyes lifted to mine, and I knew it hurt him more than he cared to admit.
“We can keep it a secret, we can still do this.” I was pleading, grasping for something that wasn’t there.
“Bridget… stop. It’ll be okay, we discussed this before. It was only sex, and you were okay with that.” His voice was cold, and I felt my heart shatter to my feet. Why was my Father coming home early, and why couldn’t I decide for myself if I wanted to stay here with Reid or not? We still had a month and a half.
“I’ll ask him to stay, and even if he says no, I’m old enough to make my own choices.” I tried not to cry, I held back the tears and swallowed down the knot that had formed in my throat.
He ran his fingers through his dark hair in frustration before lifting his eyes to mine. When he looked at me I always felt warmth, love even, but this time when he looked at me I seen nothing but anger.
“You’re going to go with him, Bridget. You’re not going to draw attention towards something that was merely for fun. I fucked you, you enjoyed it, hell you begged for it, and I did you a favor, since now you don’t have to go off to college with your virginity intact.” He scoffed, and sadness filled me.
“You knew as much as I did that, it was all a lie, just something we told each other to cover up the real feelings we had.” I spoke the words before I could stop myself.
Reid shook his head, “You’re very naïve Bridget, so I’ll make it simple for you since you aren’t understanding.” He crossed the space that separated us, his heavy footfalls echoing throughout my mind.
“There is no us. There is nothing.” He spat the words at me, his tall frame engulfing me, making me feel weak and inferior to him.
I never thought there would come a day where a single bone in my body could ever despise Reid, but right now, I did.
I turned on my heels and ran towards the guest room that I was supposed to be staying in. I pulled open the door, letting the door slam into the wall behind it. Then I rushed over to the bed, flying into it and burying my head into the pillow like a child throwing a temper tantrum.
This was bullshit. I was old enough to make my own choices, and I chose Reid.
I didn’t want the time between us to end. I didn't want to lose out on a proper goodbye. I needed more time with him and just as things were getting started, they were getting forced to come to an end. I wasn’t ready for that.
“Your father will be here in two days, so pack your shit.” Reid called out down the hall. His voice was full of venom. There was no way he wasn’t feeling the same pull I was. I knew it had to be killing him, I knew he was fighting a battle within himself to keep him from running in here and kissing me and comforting me. He had to be, he couldn’t convince me otherwise there was no way.
“Got it, asshole! Doing it now, don’t worry!” I spat back as I wiped the tears from my eyes. I sat up quickly and hopped off the bed to retrieve my suitcase. I flopped it onto the bed and then walked over to the dressers, emptying them each one by one until all of my belongings were scattered upon the bed and the surrounding floor.
I could barely breathe and my entire body begged me to go to Reid, and make him admit that he cared for me, and that this was all more than just sex. I was going to get it out of him. He was going to cave, and it was going to be because I demanded him to do so.
Footsteps stomped down the hallway and I looked over my shoulder to see Reid standing in the doorway, his face red with fury.
“You do not talk to me that way, do you understand, kitten?” He growled, his eyes piercing mine. He stepped toward me, slowly and with purpose. Reid had determination exuding from him and I should’ve been afraid, but I wasn’t, not of him.
“Back to calling me kitten already?” I snarled, baiting him, wanting him to snap straight down the middle, and let the love I knew lingered inside of him out. “What? You just gonna stand there and huff and puff at me?” I tried him again, testing my boundaries. I swallowed the tinge of fear that began to creep up my spine. His eyes narrowed in on me as he moved toward me more quickly now.
We were nothing more than a few inches away from each other when he reached out, his large hands gripping me firmly by the sides of my shoulders and lifting me up.
“I warned you, kitten.” Reid snarled before planting his lips against mine. I so badly wanted to hold myself back from kissing him, I didn’t want to give in that easily, but he had a power over me that I couldn’t do anything about.
In his presence I was complete mush. Under his control and at his mercy.
“I’m mad at you.” I fought back, somehow finding the ambition to move my hands. I pushed them against his broad shoulders, feeling the muscles tense at my touch. Immediately hoping he would use his strength to pin me on the bed and make me his.
His grip grew harder, and I tensed up, biting my lip to not show it kind of hurt. I wanted him like this, at least he wasn’t emotionless now.
“I’m going to let you go and give you five seconds to get your ass up on that mattress. I want you on your knees with your hands outstretched in front of you, you understand?” The words entered my ears, but I didn’t digest them.
What did he want from me?
“Bridget.” Impatience laced his words, and I knew he was close to losing his shit. Instead of saying something smartass-like, I nodded my head yes, and his hold on me went slack. I scurried across the floor and to the mattress. I crawled up onto it, fear and excitement zinging through me. My mind drifted to all the possibilities of what he was about to do to me, I already knew he wasn't going to be gentle.
I knew this would hurt and that excited me.
“You want to disobey me so badly? You want to feel what I’m feeling right now?” His voice was low, and deadly and I chanced a look at him over my shoulder. He had removed his shirt and was undoing his black leather belt.
“I’m sorry.” I apologized, even though I knew it wouldn’t stop the inevitable from happening. He smirked at me, our eyes colliding as he ripped the belt from his waist and headed toward me. Reid pulled my hands together behind my back, the warmth of the leather biting into my wrists.
Was he tying me up so I couldn’t fight against him if I wanted to? So I couldn't stop him from whatever it was he wanted to do to me.
“Why’re you tying me up?” Panic clawed at my insides even though I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, it was the fear over the loss of control.
“Because I want you at the mercy of my hand and my cock. I want you writhing with need. I want complete control over you.” He tightened the belt as hard as possible and I winced from the slight pinch and pressure of the belt. Reid tugged my clothes off of me and shredded my shirt with a quick rip. Immediately making the wetness between my thighs grow.
I couldn’t find the words to say so I just went with his flow. Reid turned me onto my stomach, face down into the mattress. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled, tilting my head back. His lips touched my sensitive lobe, and he sucked it in between his teeth gently nibbling.
“This is going to hurt, k
itten, but with how wet you are it shouldn’t be too bad. I’ll be back in just a minute, I have to go get something.” Reid got off of the bed from behind me and walked out of the bedroom door.
My nerves were going haywire now as I didn’t know what he had to grab, and since we hadn’t used condoms the last two times we had sex, I had no clue what it could be. After a brief moment I heard Reid’s heavy footsteps coming back down the hall and I inhaled deeply and exhaled.
“What'd you have to get?” I asked after lift my head slightly in an attempt to see what he needed to retrieve. He pulled a small metal box out that was covered in dust and he wiped it off before opening it.
“Toys.” He smirked at me.
“Toys? What kind of toys? Why the hell would you bring toys when you’re about to fuck me?” My voice was saturated in annoyance.
“Kitten, calm yourself before I spank that plump ass of yours.” He reached out and gripped a handful of my ass cheek.
“Well, I’m being serious. I’m not wanting to play with toys, I’m wanting to get fucked. I know I’m young but come on… I’m not that young.” I rolled my eyes and laughter escaped Reid's mouth instantly, and my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
What could be so funny?
“Kitten, they're sex toys. We’re not going to be playing with fucking baby dolls and toy trucks.” He laughed again at my naivety and I scowled. I could hear the clanking and shuffling of items as he rifled through his metal box, then I heard the snap of him opening a cap, and the squirting sound followed.
Not long after, I felt his fingers bring a cool wetness to my warm pussy, and I twitched. He slid his wet finger from my center straight through the slit to my tight rosebud. He slowly pressed his slippery finger inside of my ass and I gasped.
The feeling was foreign and unknown, I didn’t understand why he would do that. People can get pleasure there? My face burned with embarrassment, uncertainty, and fear. The farther he slid his finger in and gently moved it in and out, the more comfortable I became.
“Relax, Kitten. You’ll love this, I promise.” He spoke through a soft growl.
“Why are you doing this?” I squeaked.
“Because I can.” He pulled his finger from my rosebud and I heard him squirting more liquid, then something cold and wet, that felt like metal, was placed at the entrance of my hole. He pushed it slowly, stretching my rosebud gently. It was uncomfortable again, but his touch was reassuring.
“What is that?” I asked in a soft whisper, my voice catching from my wince.
“It’s an anal plug, kitten. I’m going to fuck your tight little pussy while that’s stretching your ass for my thick cock.” He sounded proud, excited, and determined.
My eyes widened and my heartbeat began to race.
He was going to fuck me in my ass? No, no, no! No way....
“I'm not ready, Reid.” I pleaded, squirming against his hold.
“Breathe, Kitten, trust me. You know I would never hurt you.” His lips brushed against the base of my neck, and I exhaled trying to relax into his touch. This was the man I craved, the man that I wanted to be my first with everything.
Reid placed his hard cock at my soaked entrance sinking gently into me, stretching my hole. It felt even tighter than before because of the plug in my rosebud. I let out a soft moan and Reid flexed his cock.
“Fuck, Kitten. You are so tight… and all mine, understood?” He growled as he moved in and out of me from behind.
“Yes,” I whimpered, my pussy clenching around his length.
“Yes, what?” He asked, pants becoming heavy.
“Yes, I understand.” I moaned out.
“Good girl, Kitten.” His pace picked up and electricity coursed through my veins. My body tensed, just before he sent me over the edge with only a couple more thrusts. “Tell me you're coming, Kitten. I wanna hear you say it.” He growled.
“I-I’m coming!” I screamed out in ecstasy, my fingers digging into the sheets. Shock waves of pleasure were still coursing through me, when he pulled himself out of my pussy, his fingers grazing the butt plug that filled my puckered asshole.
“I'm going to fuck your asshole now.” Reid growled, pulling the anal plug out gently. My body tingled from the removal of the warm metal.
He grabbed the cool liquid again as I heard it snap open and he squeezed it onto my asshole. I could feel his cock was at the hole of my ass where the plug had been, and he entered me ever so j loudly.
“You’ve got to learn to appreciate the pleasure that comes with pain, Kitten. It’s much more enjoyable.” He leaned his body down onto mine, pressing me into the mattress. His hand brushed the hair off from my shoulder and gripped it, pulling it firmly. “You know I really hate your bratty attitude, right, kitten?”
Oh, God. He’s going to punish me. Isn’t he? He’s going to spank me like a bad girl.
Excitement ran through my core and the wetness in my center grew and grew at the thought of him smacking my ass with his thick palm. He pushed himself back away from me and gripped onto my hips, his cock resting inside of my ass. His hand travelled to my butt cheek, and he rubbed gently on the right side, keeping his firm grip on my left hip. He removed his right hand and seconds later a whack echoed through the room, a strong stinging sensation burned throughout my right cheek and I let out a tantalizing scream.
“Mmmm…” Reid moaned gruffly. “You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you? You like it rough, you like getting spanked, kitten?” He asked through a deep rugged breath.
I nodded my head yes, the pressure of his cock pumping inside of my ass began to make my toes curl.
“I can’t hear you when you nod, kitten. You need to scream for me.” He snarled. I wished I could see his face while he claimed my ass just as he had my virgin pussy.
I wanted to see the hunger in his eyes and watch his veins pop in his temples as he released his hot cum inside of me. The image of him in my mind turned me on even more. “Kitten, I said scream for me.” A crack of his palm graced my ass cheek again and another scream escaped me. Pleasure overwhelmed me. I had never felt so free, and full all at the same time.
“Reid.” I screamed his name, feeling spurts of his warm semen fill my asshole. I was still angry with him for pushing me away, but I was happy to have this last moment with him.
“I’ll never forget this moment with you, kitten.” His voice was husky, and I sunk deeper into the mattress, wanting to drag him down with me.
This couldn’t be the end of us, it couldn’t.
“You won’t have to forget, Reid, because whether you like it or not I’m going to be with you.” He pulled out of me gently and undid the belt at my hands.
“I wish, kitten, I fucking wish.” He mumbled into my hair, his eyes seeking mine out as he pulled me into his chest, our noses rubbing against each other’s. I couldn’t look away, even if I wanted to. Everything I saw in Reid was all I could ever want in a man.
The desire to whisper the three little words that no man wanted to hear, was rushing through my veins. I bit my tongue, though, holding back the need. I would tell him when the time was right. When we could finally be together.
CHAPTER EIGHT
REID
Three Weeks Later
Her father showed up two days later, taking her away from me. It took everything in me to let her go, to watch her walk out the front door. I knew she hated leaving, and I hated myself more for letting her go, but it was what needed to be done.
“Just tell him how you feel about her.” Darren butted into my thoughts. I was going to drown myself in a bottle of whiskey before I did something as stupid as follows Darren’s advice.
“Nope.” I spoke clearly taking another swig from the bottle.
“Actually, you need to slow down.” Darren grabbed at the bottle of whiskey but I brought it to my chest, shaking my head no. I hadn't drunk this much since I enlisted but there wasn't anything that could fill the space in my heart that Bridget owned.
; She let me claim her, and she knew how badly it would hurt me to watch her walk away.
“Touchhh the botttle and I'll break your f-fingers.” My words slurred a bit as I narrowed my eyes at him. He smirked, seeming unafraid.
“I’ve never seen you drink this much before.” I knew Darren’s concern was real. Hell, I was concerned, but if I wasn’t drinking then there was a chance, I would go straight to Parker and tell him how much I cared about Bridget.
“Ya have now.” I tipped the bottle back again, the whiskey numbing my senses. I couldn’t handle the need, the desires pulsing through me.
“I’m worried about you, man. And I’m not worried about anyone, ever.” That was true, but what did I care? My reason for breathing was gone, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it, because if I did, then I would risk a twenty year friendship and I couldn’t do that.
“Don’t be worried about me, this whiskey here will keep me in my place.” I placed the bottle on the island, swaying on my feet. I hated myself for letting go of the one woman I could love.
“How do you even know he wouldn’t approve?” Darren eyed me, and my staggering.
“I know.” I swung around, coming to face him, my fingers gripping onto the edge of the counter to steady me.
“I guess…” He shrugged, “I could call some girls and help you get over her. I know there isn’t anything like virgin pussy but…”
I clenched my fist in rage, his words heated me right now, “Don’t ever talk about her like that again.” Darren knew I was angry because he slithered off the barstool with his hands up as if to say he didn’t do anything.
“I didn’t mean it like that and you know that.” I shook my head, the memory of her lips against mine slammed into me. I needed to move on, to let go of the feelings I had for her. There was no way we could be together, no way we could have our happily ever after without ruining someone else’s life.
“I…. I know.” I squeezed my lids closed. Anger. Pain. Sadness. It all engulfed me. I needed to be alone so I could wallow in my own misery. “Get out of here.” I muttered, stumbling out of the kitchen and in the direction of the bedroom. I used the wall to guide me, down the hall to my bedroom. I swear I could still smell her as I sucked in a breath of air.