Always Me (12 page)

He leaned against the wall and finished his cigarette, waiting.

A moment later a woman walked by him and slowed to a stop. Jose watched her come up to him. Her full breasts pushed at her tight shirt, threatening to escape. Tempting, but she wasn’t his
cochina
.

“How much?”

She gave him a once over. “Fifty.”

In a quick move, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the alley. He pushed face first against the wall and ground his erection into her ass. Her breathing turned deep and labored as he wrapped a hand around her throat.

He leaned in and bit her ear, making her yelp.

Jose ran a hand up her hip that was barely covered by a short pleather skirt. He gripped her panties and ripped them off of her.

Her breath caught as she arched against him. “Oh, take me. Please. Fuck me hard.”

Jose smirked and lowered his zipper, freeing his hard erection. “Spread your legs, whore.”

She bent over at the waist. In a smooth move, he was in her.

Jose shuddered. It had been too long since he’d felt the sweet tightness of a cunt wrapped around his cock.

Even though the hooker was blonde, all he could think about was Tori and her dark hair waiting to be yanked. He was going to get her. Soon.

Chapter 14

My body stirred as hot kisses and cool air washed over my back. I was naked and I realized that I had either kicked the blankets off of me, or someone else had removed them. It was probably the latter, knowing the person who shared my bed.

I stretched out my arms under my pillow, lying on my stomach, as the hot kisses trailed from my ankles to my calves and higher. Sebastian must have carried me to bed last night. Though sleeping on the couch with him would have been just as wonderful.

Shivers ran over my skin as these magic lips were the only things that touched my body. I gasped and moaned as a hot tongue licked the crease just under my ass.

Teeth nibbled gently against my flesh, and rough, calloused hands massaged my flesh. Arching into the touch, my body burned with desire for that man. “Sebastian.”

Rising above me, he kissed me softly on the lips. “Morning.”

“Good morning, yourself.” My body was sore in all the right places from being well used the night before. Knowing we’d have guests later today, including Brett, made me wonder if Sebastian wasn’t putting a claim on me. Kind of like marking me. Reminding me that I belonged to him.

Oh God, who knew what he would do once Brett showed up?

Sebastian nipped my shoulder, sending liquid pooling between my thighs. “I want you for breakfast,” he said, his voice still husky from lack of sleep.

“You always have me for breakfast,” I purred.

Lifting my hips, he placed a pillow under them. “Are you complaining?”

“No. Not at all,” I breathed.

He licked my shoulder and ran the tip of his cock over my core. “Good. It is the most important meal of the day you know.”

I gasped as he inched into me. Our morning sessions were always slow, passionate. Not animalistic and raw like during the day. I favored the morning and loved being woken up by him, but I needed the raw intensity of his love as well. I needed to know that he wouldn’t leave me again.

He held my hands above my head, curling his fingers in mine, thrusting gently into me.

I spread my legs, opening myself to him as his thrusts picked up speed.

“Oh God. Sebastian,” I cried out as a quick explosion washed through my body, shaking me to my very core.

“Give me another one,” he breathed into my ear. He pulled out and slammed back into my waiting heat.

I cried out. “I…oh…”

“That’s it. Come hard for me.”

My body shook around him. “Sebastian.”

He tightened his hold on my hands and powered into me with a strength that I craved. “Scream my name, baby.”

My pussy clenched as he pumped into me.

“God, you feel fucking good.”

I screamed his name as a climax tore from my center.

He grunted. “Again.”

I lifted my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust, igniting a growl from him.

Sebastian drilled into me one last time, and we both came at once.

I moaned and sighed peacefully when a cry erupted through the baby monitor.

Sebastian chuckled and kissed my shoulder one last time before removing himself. “Come join me in the shower when you’re done.”

My stomach flipped and I hopped off the bed. Feeling his eyes on me, I turned to him. Sebastian was sitting on the edge, his eyes dark as they roamed over me. “What?”

Walking up to me, his hard muscles flexing with powerful step as he moved with a powerful gait, he grabbed my chin. Placing a hard kiss on my lips, he squeezed my ass.

I gasped as a tingle of pain erupted through me, making my skin bloom with heat.

“You have bruises on you,” he said, releasing my mouth.

I looked down, breathing rapidly. My thighs and hips were covered with dark spots. My nipples were red, swollen and tender. I looked back up at him. “I see that.”

“Does that freak you out?” he asked, concern filling his eyes.

Smiling, I ran a thumb over his bottom lip. “I think it’s sexy.”

He smirked. “Really?”

I nodded. “I like knowing that I’m not the only one that loses control.”

His eyes darkened, as they roamed down my naked body. “Go check on our son,” he husked.

I licked my lips and swallowed hard at the heated promises in his eyes. My heart stuttered and I turned, grabbing my housecoat from the door.

A hard swat landed on my ass. I squealed and glared at him. He chuckled and headed into the washroom.

I shook my head, clearing my throat and walked down the hallway to Antonio’s room. I tried easing my racing heart. Was I a freak that one swat on the ass had me turning to mush? Sebastian seemed to like it, so that’s all that mattered.

Ignoring my inner rant, I opened our son’s door and flipped on the light. He was giggling, his eyes wide with excitement. The room was bright with sunlight to go along with his happy morning bounce.

I approached his crib. “Good morning, ba—”

The door slammed shut behind me. A large figure leaned against the door with cold black eyes that had haunted my nightmares for two years. I screamed as Jose Alvarez took a step toward me. He sneered, his eyes filling with heat as they took in my scantily clad form. “God, I’ve missed that sound,
cochina
.”

Chapter 15

Jose stalked toward me slowly, his eyes roaming over my body, making me cringe. He was tall and lanky, but a lethal air swirled about him, letting me know this was not going to end well for me.

Icy fear paralyzed my spine as I stared into the black eyes of my nightmare.

Bile rose to my throat and I swallowed, taking deep breaths. I closed my housecoat tighter around myself. I wished at that point I wore a burlap sack or snowsuit, anything that would cover me from head to toe.

Antonio started crying and I moved towards him. “Shhh...baby...” My throat was dry, but I continued whispering to him soothingly.

“Did you get my note,
cochina
?” Jose asked, pacing back and forth slowly across my sons room.

I swallowed hard but didn’t answer.

He smirked. “Did you miss me?”

I backed up as he took another step forward. I glared at him. “Like a root canal.”

His dark eyes turned deadly, his lips curling up. “I’ve missed your mouth,
puta
.”

My stomach churned. “How did you get in?”

He scoffed. “You think changing the locks would keep me out?”

My stomach dropped. “Sebastian will…”

“Sebastian will what? He’s in the shower isn’t he? He can’t hear your screams, but I can. Do it again.”

Tears welled in my eyes. “Please leave. I’ll give you money. Just...”

Jose laughed. “I don’t want your fucking money. I want you,
cochina
. If you haven’t figured it out by now, I don’t take no for an answer.”

Memories of his hard body pressed against my back and his hips grinding into me came crashing into my head.

Antonio made a noise, interrupting my nightmares. I shook myself and darted for the door when my hair was ripped from behind me, throwing me to the floor.

A heavy body landed on my waist, straddling me. Jose gripped my neck in his hand, squeezing it tight. I squirmed and wiggled under him, kicking with everything in me, but he wouldn’t budge. He fisted my wrists in his other hand and brought my arms up above my head. Panic set into the pit of my belly as he opened my housecoat, revealing my breasts.

Jose licked his lips. “You have fucking perfect tits. Even better now since having a kid.”

My breath came out in short gasps and my vision blurred. “Please…please stop.”

“Oh, I don’t think so,
cochina
.” He removed his hand from around my neck and grazed his fingers between my breasts. Running them down to the sash around my middle, he smiled before he ripped the robe open, revealing my naked body. “God. I’ve missed your hot, tight body.”

My eyes widened when my nipple was pinched. He squeezed it so hard that tears of pain rolled down my cheeks. I cried out, bucking under him.

“Did you miss me,
puta
?” he asked again. Jose leaned down and licked up the side of my neck. The scent of alcohol and stale cigarettes made my stomach churn.

“Fuck you,” I bit out.

A sharp pain erupted from my breast when he covered my other nipple with his mouth and bit down. I screamed as white-hot agony soared through my chest.

Jose’s eyes turned black. He wrapped his hand around my neck and squeezed, bringing tears to my eyes. I gasped, which only made my lungs burn.

“Let’s give Sebastian a little reminder that you’re really mine,” Jose growled in my ear. He squeezed my neck tighter.

Black spots danced in my vision.

He released my arms and leaned back on his haunches, softening the grip on my neck. He slammed his mouth down on mine, shoving his tongue between my lips.

Gagging and gasping for air, I bucked and flailed under him. With everything in me, I bit his lip.

He cried out and jumped back, a thin line of blood pouring down his chin. His shoulders shook.

A bitter metallic taste coated my tongue, and I licked my lip, glaring at him. Raw hatred tore through me. I never thought I would hate someone so much. He scared the shit out of me, but him in my son’s room made me more furious then terrified.

Jose’s nostrils flared and he backhanded me across the face. “I know you like a little pain,
puta
.” He grabbed my jaw, squeezing his fingers into my cheeks, making my eyes water. He released me and slapped me again.

My head whipped to the side, sharp pain exploding in my cheek and my lip splitting.

He squeezed my neck again and kissed me, blood smearing on my lips. He shoved his tongue back into my mouth.

I groaned and bucked under him.

Jose licked down my jaw to my ear. His hot breath scorched my skin. “You will be mine,
cochina
. We were meant for each other. Don’t you fucking forget that.” He removed his hand from my neck and ran his fingers down the side of my body to my ass.

I squeezed my eyes shut and gasped on a sob when he kneaded my flesh and pulled, bruising me. I cried out at the harsh grip.

He ran his nose up and down the side of my neck and inhaled. “God, I love you.”

My stomach dropped. Oh shit. He didn’t love me. My breathing picked up at his confession. He was obsessed.

He released me completely and rose above me.

I opened my eyes, confusion coursing through me when he backhanded me again. White spots danced in my vision.

He lifted his hand again, closed it, and punched me across the jaw. His fist hitting bone made me black out. The next thing I knew, he was gone. The weight of him no longer being on me should have been a relief, but I couldn’t feel anything. It was like I was falling.

I couldn’t move, my vision blurring in and out. Antonio’s cries erupted around me, and I tried forcing myself to my knees, but my body felt limp, as if I was bolted to the floor.

My stomach churned. My head spun and I couldn’t see. Cold sweat coated my skin. Bile rose to my throat, and I swallowed past the burning acid.

Antonio continued to cry but I couldn’t get to him. I couldn’t comfort my own son. My body felt like a useless marionette with no strings.

My heart raced as the screams of my baby banged through my head. “Stop, please. Baby, stop.”

“What the hell is going on?”

I turned my head to the sound of Sebastian’s voice when his musky scent washed over me as he cradled me to his chest.

“Baby, talk to me.”

Not giving him a chance to ask what the hell my problem was, I threw myself into his arms and broke. Sobs wracked my body as I squeezed him, molding myself to him. I wanted to dive into him and lose myself. As far away from Jose as possible.

“Tori,” Sebastian whispered and wrapped his arms tightly around me. “Where is he?”

“He left,” was all I could get out.

A loud snarl erupted from Sebastian, and he gently pushed me off of him. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sat there, sobbing.

Sebastian stormed out of the bedroom. “I need an ambulance to…”

“Garrith, that fucker showed up.” I heard Sebastian yell a moment later. “If I see him first, he’s dead.” His voice drifted as he went downstairs. “You hear me? He was in my son’s nursery. He fucking beat up Tori. Man, he fucking hit her. She’s banged up pretty bad. Tell the feds to do their fucking job and guard the entrances to her house and hurry the hell up.”

I jumped as something hit the wall. Antonio continued to cry, which in turn made me cry harder. What if Jose had done something to harm my son? Oh God.

A couple of minutes later, Sebastian came back into the room and wrapped his arms around me. “Garrith, Keisha, and dickhead are on their way,” Sebastian bit out.

I fisted his shirt in my hands and pressed my head against him, not having the energy to argue with him about Brett. What seemed like hours later, footsteps sounded below.