Naughty Girl (9 page)

I shook my head. “Just Stephanie. She
and Zach weren’t around when that all went down with Will; she must have just
heard about it.” I quickly typed up a reply.

I’m fine. Paul took me home and is
staying tonight.

I had to smile. I knew that’d get a
response out of her. Sure enough, my phone went off again.

   
         
Woo
Hoo! Talk to him! Call if you need us.
Gnite
'
.

I smirked. I figured she’d react
like that. I slipped my phone back into my purse with a sigh. Where was that
wine?

I was impressed with Alex’s little
townhouse. I could see why she was afraid to take someone’s collar. Call me
crazy, but her fierce independence only made me love her more.

She took out a bottle of wine and
two glasses from the cupboard. “I think some of this is in order after tonight.
Can you please pour some and I’ll be back in a sec?”

I nodded and walked over to her,
putting my hand on her back. “Are you sure you’re okay princess?” I had a
feeling she wouldn’t admit it if she wasn’t, but the need to take care of her
was so strong, I had to ask.

She took a deep shaky breath. “I
think so.” She chewed on the bottom of her lip and all I could think about was
how I wanted to kiss it, grab it with my teeth. “Maybe I’ll feel better after I
shower. I feel slimy with his touch still on me.”

I felt a pang of fury run through me
as I thought about Will again, but good lord, the thought of her naked in the
shower made my cock harden almost instantly. Now was not the time to entertain
that thought. “Good idea. I’ll take care of the wine and find something on TV.”

She gave me a smile. “Thank you,
Paul.” She started walking down the hallway, but then stopped and turned
around. “I’m glad you’re here.”

I gave her a smile. Her simple thank
you touched me. “Me too. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

“When I get back, we’ll talk.” She
turned back and headed down the hall.

She was finally letting me see
underneath her tough girl exterior. The fact that she was showing me her softer
side made me think that maybe I was finally making some progress with her.

The sound of the shower starting
filled my ears as I opened the wine. I had to fight to keep the image of her
wet and naked out of my mind. We’d shared a shower on more than one occasion
and there was nothing like fucking her wet soapy body up against the slippery
wall.

I shook my head to clear it and
filled the two glasses she had gotten out for us. I sat on the couch and found
the remote, turning the TV on. There wasn’t a whole lot on at one in the
morning, so I settled for an old Die Hard movie.

“I feel much better now.”

I looked up from the TV and saw her
standing in front the couch wearing some black yoga pants and a tank top. Her
face had been scrubbed clean and there were no more traces of makeup left. Her
hair was still wet and pulled back into a ponytail. She looked tired and
vulnerable; I wanted to wrap my strong arms around her.

“Good, I’m glad. I poured you some
wine.” I motioned to the glass on the coffee table in front of us.

She sat down, tucking her feet under
her, and reached for it, taking a sip. “Just what I needed.” She set the glass
down and laughed. “You are probably used to drinking more expensive wine. Sorry
for my $5.99 bottle of cheap wine.”

I chuckled. “Nah, sometimes the
cheap stuff is just as good, if not better. No worries.” I glanced over at the
front door. “Did you lock the door?”

She nodded. “You don’t think he’ll
try anything tonight, do you?”

“I don’t know, honestly. I wouldn’t
be surprised. That’s why I didn’t want you alone tonight.” She was sitting next
to me on the couch but seemed so far away. I had to fight the urge to reach out
and grab her to pull her onto my lap. I needed to feel her.

“He has a darker side,” she said
quietly, taking another sip of wine. “It’s what drew me to him in the first
place. And fighting was sort of our thing.”

“Your thing’”?
Has he ever hurt you, Alex?” I said
through clenched teeth, waiting for her answer. I couldn’t believe she had put
up with this guy for so long.

“Some people call it passion. Hell,
that’s what I called it in the beginning. But then he got more possessive, more
demanding. We’d fight like crazy, even at the club, just ask Max or Stephanie. She
kept telling me to ditch him
;
that he was bad news,
but I wouldn’t listen. We’d come back here or go to his place or get a room at
the club and have the most amazing sex. I had wanted to end it for awhile, but
the sex was addicting.” Her face was suddenly red with embarrassment. “Thankfully,
right after I ended things with him he was transferred to California and I
thought that would be the end of it.”

I nodded. I knew how passionate Alex
was and my fists clenched tightly, thinking about his hands on her body. I
hated the thought of someone like Will mistreating her in any way or taking
advantage of her. “Well, hopefully he’ll finally get the hint.”
 
I doubted it, but I’d never admit that to
her though.

She chewed her lower lip, her eyes
filled with doubt. “I hope so.”

I reached out and grabbed her hand,
squeezing it. She smiled and didn’t let go. We sat in comfortable silence after
that, watching the movie, holding hands. Soon I heard her even breathing and
realized she was asleep. I reached behind us, grabbing the blanket from the
back of the couch. I covered her with it and before I knew it, she had moved
over and was snuggled against me. There was no way I was going to wake her; her
warm little body felt too
good
.

I was disappointed we didn’t get to
talk about the night she left my house, but I knew she was exhausted from
dealing with Will, so I was going to enjoy her being so close. My eyelids
started to get heavy as she slept soundly against me. Just as I was about to
drift off to sleep, I heard a loud bang at the front door.

“Alex, you whore! Is that asshole in
there with you? Open this fucking door up right now!”

My eyelids flew open as I heard
Will's voice. That asshole was here! And by the slur in his voice, I could tell
he was drunk. There was no telling what he might do. I started trembling almost
immediately.

“Go away, Will!” I yelled, hoping he
would leave.

“Fuck you, Alex. Open the goddamn
door and let me in. Or are you too busy fucking that dickhead? I’m going to
kick his ass and then tie you up and punish you until you are screaming for
mercy. And I’ll make that fucker watch!”

My blood went cold and my eyes
filled with tears.

Paul jumped up from the couch. “Don’t
engage him. Just go into your bedroom and lock the door. Call 911.”

“Maybe if we ignore him, he’ll go
away.” I looked at Paul, panicked. I had suspected Will might show up at my
house tonight, but now that he was actually here, I was suddenly terrified.

Paul shook his head. “It’s too late
now. He won’t go away. Maybe if just you’d been here, but he noticed my car,
and now all he sees is red.” His blue eyes darkened and I watched the vein in
his neck throb again.

There was banging at the door again.
“Open the fucking door, Alex, you bitch. I mean it!”

Before either of us had a chance to
respond, my door flew open with a splitting sound. Will came flying in, headed
right towards me. He had kicked the door open.

“You fucking bitch. You get me
kicked out of the club,” he grabbed me and pushed me against the door, his hand
tight on my neck. “And then I find you here with him. You really are the club
whore.”

The next thing I knew, Paul had
pulled Will off of me and pinned him to the floor. “I already warned you once,
that's
not
how you speak to a lady.” Paul’s face was bright red as he
held him down, the muscles of his arms bulging. He was quite a bit larger than
Will and had no trouble keeping him down.

Will let out a crazy laugh that
chilled me to the bone as he struggled underneath Paul. “I told you earlier,
that bitch is no lady.” He looked over at me. “Right, slut? Ladies don’t let
men do the things to them that you let me do to you”

I screamed as Paul hauled off and
hit Will with a growl, blood flying from his nose. “Quiet, dickhead!”

Will’s dark eyes were wild now and
he spit at Paul. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“Your worst fucking nightmare if you
keep messing with Alex.” Paul continued to sit on Will, keeping him pinned to
the floor.

“So this is your latest victim, huh,
Alex? How long before you get tired of his cock and move on to someone else?”

I crossed my arms over my chest and
looked at Will smugly. “Maybe I was just holding out for a real Dom.”

Will yelled in fury, bucking
backwards and head butted Paul, managing somehow to break free of his hold. He
stumbled after me as Paul tried to get his bearings, his forehead bleeding. I
screamed in terror and took off running for the bedroom, but not before
grabbing my phone off the counter to call the police.

I got to the bathroom, shutting and
locking the door behind me before Will was able to grab me. I huddled over in
the far corner of the bathroom, trying to dial 911 with my shaky fingers. I had
to get the police here before Will did something to Paul. I would never forgive
myself if that happened because of me.

“You know you can’t get away Alex. And
when I catch you, I’m going to fuck you until you are screaming for me to stop.
I know how you like it rough. We can let Paul watch. I know how you like that.”

By now tears were streaming down my
face. I choked back a sob and had started to dial 911 when I heard a thud. Will
was suddenly quiet. A sense of panic filled me. What had happened? Was Paul ok?

“Alex, are you ok?” I heard Paul’s
voice through the door.

I choked back a sob of relief. “Yes.
Are you?”

“Yes, I managed to knock the fucker
out. I’m going to tie him up in case he comes to. Can you call the police
please? Stay in there until I have him secure and tell you to come out.”

“Ok,” I called out, my hands still
shaking as I dialed the police. They were going to send someone over right
away.

There was a soft knock on the door. “Alex?
It’s ok to come out now. I have him tied up.”

I unlocked the door and opened it
slowly. Paul was standing there, his face covered in blood. “Oh Paul, I’m so
sorry.” I reached out to touch him. I couldn’t believe he was bleeding for me.

“Don’t worry about it, Alex. It
looks worse than it is. This is a scratch compared to some of the fights I’ve
been in.” He winced as I touched his face.
 

I threw my arms around his neck and
held him tight. “Thank you,” I whispered into his neck. For the first time, I
was thankful to have a man there to take care of me.