Page 32 of Sparks of Insanity
Her eyes widened and she pulled it out of her pocket, staring at it for a moment.
“I’m not sure if he can track it while it’s switched off, but if I switch it on, he can for sure.”
“So do it. Get him to take you away from here, away from me. I’m a threat to you, and I have no idea why I’m losing my fucking mind like this, but you need to be away from here before I hurt you.”
“Hurt me?” She wasn’t listening to me, and she wasn’t following my fucking order.
“Do it, Em. NOW.”
“Why? I don’t understand why you’re suddenly trying to get rid of me!”
I lunged up from the bed and grabbed her arms, practically trying to shake some sense into her, just to make her understand the danger she was in right now.
“Because I’m afraid of what I’ll do to you. Do you understand what I’m saying, Em? I’m on the verge of throwing you down onthis bed, and taking your sweet virginity… even if it hurts you, because I just fucking need to. Do you see? You’re in danger here, and you need to go. I want you to fucking go. NOW!”
She was trembling, and afraid, but when I roared at her to go now, her eyes narrowed and she seemed to steel herself, taking strength from god only knows where.
“No.”
I tightened my grip on her arms, shaking her again.
“Do as you’re fucking told, Em. Now. You need to do it now, and get away from me.”
I was ashamed of the fact that I was still hard, still so fucking desperate to bury my cock deep inside this woman, and fuck her until I filled her with cum. It was all I could think about, and knowing it was so wrong? I think that was part of the fucking attraction. I tried to force myself to think about how brutally her fathers would kill me when they caught me, but even that wasn’t enough to push the need for her far enough away.
“Please,” I choked out, begging her to understand. “You have to go.”
Ember nodded, backing up a step as I released her, thank fuck she was listening, and she lifted her phone up in front of her face again. She didn’t switch it on though.
She turned and threw it against the hallway wall, hitting it with enough force that the back flew off, and the battery was thrown clear, and the screen was shattered. There was also a sizeable dent in the wall, but that wasn’t the problem. The problem was that she’d just fucking trapped herself with me, and I was running out of sanity. Out of willpower. Out of fucks. I was literally out of fucks.
With a roar of fury, I lunged forward, grabbed her and practically threw her onto the bed, moving up to cover her with my body before she could even sit up.
“You chose this… why the hell did you choose this, Em?”
19
Ember
Iunderestimated how aggressivehe’d get once I did the stupidest thing of my life, or one of many, and destroyed my phone. I wanted to show him that I had no intention of running from him, or bringing a member of my family here, and putting him in more danger than he was already in.
When he threw me on the bed and climbed on me, my first reaction was shock at how fast he’d moved, and how rough he’d been, but then a new emotion took over.Fear. Panic, actually, because he was glaring down at me like he was about to follow through with the things he’d threatened, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted that, or if I’d be able to stop him from doing it.
“Ethan,” I choked out, silenced as he slid a hand over my mouth, straddling me on the bed.
“Shh Em, just hush now. You wanted me, didn’t you? You’ve got me now. I don’t… I’ll try not to hurt you, but I don’t know if I have it in me to stop. You pushed me to this, and you destroyedme first. I’m not the man I was before. The guy who came to your house every day to teach you? I don’t think he’s even in here anymore. All I wanted to do was help people. Help you. Now you’re all I have.”
He stroked the backs of his fingers over my temple, flicking my dark hair away from my face, catching a tear as it slipped from the corner of my eye. He was so big compared to me, heavy, older, stronger. In every way, he could overpower me, outdo me, outrun me, overwhelm me.
I was trapped with a grown man whose life I’d destroyed. He had no reason to stop, and part of me didn’t want him to, but unfortunately that part was sitting beneath the panic that made my breathing speed up, and my body tremble. I’d been touched before. I’d been forced into orally pleasuring someone, more than once, but I’d never been on a bed, beneath the body of a large man. He was the man I’d wanted, but now I wasn’t sure if I could handle him.
I tried to speak, but he pressed his hand more firmly over my mouth, and leaned closer, his fingers stroking down the side of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. It should be a pleasant thing, to feel the touch of the man you want, but he was so out of control and unlike himself, that he was scaring me.
“You’re so sweet, Em, so soft, so petite. I tried to keep away from you, to stop myself before I did anything I can’t take back, but you had to keep pushing me. Now you’re pinned beneath me on this bed, and my cock is so hard, and I’m honestly considering just fucking you. Should I just fuck you, Em? We’re here, right? We’re alone, we’re on a bed, and that sweet pussy of yours is right here,” he whispered as he trailed his fingers along my side towards the area he referred to. I had been pulling at his hand which was over my mouth, but now my right hand darted down, to try and stop him, before he touched me there.
He could hear the ‘no’ sound I was making behind his warm palm, right? He knew I was saying no, and I didn’t want this, right? I mean, I did want him, but not like this. Not as an aggressive act. Not as a moment of cruelty or punishment. I wanted a sweet first time with him, something I could treasure forever, as the first time a man had treated me the way I should have been treated before.
If he did this now, he was intent on taking his pleasure, and if it hurt me along the way, so be it. That couldn’t be our story. That couldn’t be the story of Ethan and Ember, could it?
