Chapter 1
Bethany
He grabbed my face, it wasn't hard enough to hurt but it wasn't soft either, his lips brushed against the corner of my mouth as he said " I'm not a good man baby, I'll break you in every way possible, my world is far too dangerous for a wee little mouse like you, so beautiful and innocent. I am a selfish man because knowing that keeping you will be the end of you, I can't and won't let you go. "
His thumb glides down the pulsing vein throbbing within my neck, I swallow and take a breath deep enough for it to be my last and whisper, " Then don't, don't let me go". And that's all it takes, all the confirmation he needs.
Cupping my ass with his hands, he lifts me so effortlessly and shoves me back into my bedroom door. " You're going to regret those words, once I've taken your Virgin Cunt there's no going back" his teeth clenched, his words soaking my silk thong.
" Then take what belongs to you, make me yours, destroy me and don't hold back" A moan rushes from my lips as he hoists me up the door placing my legs over his shoulders, my head almost touching the ceiling.
" Hold on tight Little Mouse", he rasps, sliding my thong to the side.
My pussy is on full display just inches from his face, he moves closer and inhales, my face flushes and my skin feels like it's on fire.
" So fucking Beautiful, so fucking wet" he growls as his mouth latches on to me.
" Oh my fucking God" I moan, my head tilts back and im seeing stars scatter across the white ceiling above me.
He chuckles against my pussy and the vibration sends bolts to my clit. " No God here baby. he can't save you, no one can"
" Babe"
" Babe"
" Jesus, Bethany!".
My head shoots up from the inked pages that my fingers are gripping onto.
" I've been calling your name for ages Beth, you didn't hear me?" Ryan says, sitting on the edge of our bed in a towel fresh out of the shower.
" Sorry," I say, closing the Book, and placing it back on the shelf. " I was.."
" In your Book", he sighs. " Yeah, I know Beth but we're going to be late for my brother's engagement party".
Shit, I had forgotten all about that. I need to spend more time in my world than in make-believe ones.
Throwing the blanket off my legs I stand and rush over to the onsuite. " Give me half an hour and I'll be ready" I say closing the door behind me.
I had showered earlier that morning so I turned on the curling iron placing it on the heat pad and waited for it to get hot, starting with my make-up, I skipped foundation and applied a drop of concealer under my eyes, natural eyeshadow and winged my eyeliner out slightly, brown blush with a shimmer of gold coats my cheekbones, finishing with a Dark Red lipstick to match my Red dress. Once my hair is hanging down my back in loose curls I remove my pajama's throw them in the Laundry basket, apply deodorant and Gucci perfume and leave the bathroom naked.
I walk past Ryan, every inch and curve of my skin on show, he doesn't look, he doesn't show any interest. It doesn't surprise me. We haven't been in that honeymoon phase for well over three years, we have sex but that's all it is, just sex. I love Ryan, Im happy, he's happy and we work.
Pulling out a red lacey thong, I slide them up my legs. I leave the matching bra in the draw, I can't wear it with the dress Ryan had chosen for me. Said dress is hanging on the corner of my full-bodied mirror, pulling it from the hanger I step into it and pull it up my body, the dress has a low V that shows my chest, just hiding my nipples, a slit up the right side stopping just below my ass. It shows a lot of skin and three years ago I don't think Ryan would have let me wear anything like this in public, let alone purchase it for me. I eye myself in the mirror, I do look beautiful, it just isn't me.
Ryan walks up behind me and pulls my hair to the side, I look at him with a confused expression through the mirror, a necklace dangles from his fingers, he brings it around my neck and connects it at the back letting it fall where my collar bones meet. It's a small heart with a Red Gem in the middle. "It's Stunning", I say smiling up at him.
He shrugs, " Came with the dress, you look Nice".
He stands next to me adjusting his tie, " Thanks" I mutter, " You too".
Grabbing my heels and clutch I walk out of the bedroom with a lump in my throat, am I being selfish for wanting more than " you look nice" am I selfish for wanting my boyfriend to be more like the fictional men I read in my books?
I walk into the kitchen, throw my clutch on the counter drop my shoes, open the fridge and pull a bottle of Pinot from its rack, the lid makes a cracking noise as I twist the cap.
Bringing the bottle to my lips I take a long sip, that sip turns into two and then three and then I'm drinking out the bottle as if it is a bottle of Water and I've been lost in the Desert, stopping when half the bottle is gone and putting the bottle back on its rack, I take a deep breath. Im happy right? I've got a good job, my own apartment and my boyfriend doesn't cheat or beat me, well he doesn't beat me. I don't think he cheats.
Sighing I sit on the bar stool, my thighs slightly parted, I sigh and close my eyes, breathing deeply out through my nose, thinking about the chapter I had read earlier on but instead of the Female Character sitting on Italian Mob Bosses shoulders having her pussy eaten, it's me, I see me. It's me screaming and moaning his name, me that's running my nails through his hair pulling his face closer to my greedy cunt, it's all me.
My nipples harden against the fabric of my dress and my thighs clench together, this world is better, I'm better in this world and in this world, I want to stay.
"Beth, are you ready?" Ryan's voice fills the hall and pulls me away from the pleasure.
Jumping off the stool, I slide the heels on my feet and grab my bag. " Yep," I reply popping the P.
Walking past him and opening the front door, I walk down the steps and slide into the Uber waiting for us.
Im ready, Im ready for another boring day in this boring life.
