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"I
guess you’re here for your things," he says.
"Yes, I
will be out of your way in just a moment," she says in a small voice.
He pours
himself another drink and walks up behind her. "I don’t understand how you
could do this to me," he says slurring his words.
He places one
hand on her back while she stands there. Tears fill his eyes as he steps back.
Before she can turn around he throws the whiskey filled glass at the
wall. She flinches as her heart races from what he might do to her.
"Get
your shit and get the fuck out!" he yells.
He returns
to sit in the chair and cries. She goes over to him, bends down on her knees,
then wipes and kisses his face. She gets up to pack her things. He gets up from
the chair and enters the bedroom. Samantha becomes afraid.
"Please
don't hit me!” she says. “I'm leaving.”
"I
would never hit you," he whispers as he walks up behind her again. This
time he unzips her dress.
The tears
pour down her face. Her dress falls to the floor. She wipes her face. She turns
around and kisses him. She looks into his green eyes only to see nothing in
them. She knows she lost him for good. It seems her worst fear has come true.
He’s going to use her for sex and she’s not sure she is strong enough to say
no.
There are no
words. He picks her up and throws her on the bed. He takes her shoes and
her panties off. He kisses her hard on the lips almost violently. He is
so angry with her. He takes off most of his clothes leaving on his shirt.
She takes the rough sex because she loves him. She knows this is the only way
she can be with him. He turns her over onto her stomach, removing her corset.
He pulls her hair and pushes her head into the bed as he enters her from
behind, thrusting hard into her again and again.
"Jacob!
Jacob you're hurting me!" she screams.
He let her
go. He thrust slower as Samantha slams back against him; meeting his rhythm
until they cum together. He leans up against the headboard still looking at her
with the blank stare. She sits on his lap.
“Jacob if
you can't look at me I'm leaving.”
He looks at
her and grabs her face kissing her. He sucks on her neck as she places his
erection inside her. He breathes hard into her neck.
"You
like it don't you?" she asks. “You don't know how to let me go.”
She
strategically moves around and around and up and down until he murmurs,
"Shit you feel- so- good. Damn it Samantha. What have you done to
me?" he yells while she looks him in the eyes.
They breathe
heavily as they violently kiss until Jacob cums inside of her again.
"I
still hate you for what you've done. I just don't know if I can completely let
you go," he says.
He lay down
pulling her close to him. They fall asleep. She never wants to let him go but
she knows if she doesn’t leave he will put her out. She leaves at 5 a.m. to go
to Nicki's room. He opens his eyes when he sees her leave. When she gets
to Nicki’s room she takes a shower. She sits on the shower floor letting the
water fall on her. Her face is red from continuously crying. She sits there for
what seems like an hour.
Later the
next day, Jacob looks up Samantha Posey. He sees that she is no slouch.
She is one of best for planning Holiday Galas. Because The Gala was in Jacob's
hometown, a lot of family, friends, and business partners came out to
contribute as well as those from out of state.
If anyone
couldn't make it, they donated through the hotline. They already made headlines
in the newspaper for the biggest Gala in history to raise $35 million for a
foundation in one night. There is a picture of them in the newspaper from the
Gala.
Samantha
goes back to her home in Atlanta. She is so exhausted from the trip she falls
asleep wishing she hadn't lied.
Christmas
comes and goes but Jacob doesn’t spend it with Samantha. He comes over to her apartment
the day after drunk. He is still pissed, telling her neighbors as they walk by
that Samantha is his lying girlfriend.
"I
guess you’re here for your things," he says.
"Yes, I
will be out of your way in just a moment," she says in a small voice.
He pours
himself another drink and walks up behind her. "I don’t understand how you
could do this to me," he says slurring his words.
He places one
hand on her back while she stands there. Tears fill his eyes as he steps back.
Before she can turn around he throws the whiskey filled glass at the
wall. She flinches as her heart races from what he might do to her.
"Get
your shit and get the fuck out!" he yells.
He returns
to sit in the chair and cries. She goes over to him, bends down on her knees,
then wipes and kisses his face. She gets up to pack her things. He gets up from
the chair and enters the bedroom. Samantha becomes afraid.
"Please
don't hit me!” she says. “I'm leaving.”
"I
would never hit you," he whispers as he walks up behind her again. This
time he unzips her dress.
The tears
pour down her face. Her dress falls to the floor. She wipes her face. She turns
around and kisses him. She looks into his green eyes only to see nothing in
them. She knows she lost him for good. It seems her worst fear has come true.
He’s going to use her for sex and she’s not sure she is strong enough to say
no.
There are no
words. He picks her up and throws her on the bed. He takes her shoes and
her panties off. He kisses her hard on the lips almost violently. He is
so angry with her. He takes off most of his clothes leaving on his shirt.
She takes the rough sex because she loves him. She knows this is the only way
she can be with him. He turns her over onto her stomach, removing her corset.
He pulls her hair and pushes her head into the bed as he enters her from
behind, thrusting hard into her again and again.
"Jacob!
Jacob you're hurting me!" she screams.
He let her
go. He thrust slower as Samantha slams back against him; meeting his rhythm
until they cum together. He leans up against the headboard still looking at her
with the blank stare. She sits on his lap.
“Jacob if
you can't look at me I'm leaving.”
He looks at
her and grabs her face kissing her. He sucks on her neck as she places his
erection inside her. He breathes hard into her neck.
"You
like it don't you?" she asks. “You don't know how to let me go.”
She
strategically moves around and around and up and down until he murmurs,
"Shit you feel- so- good. Damn it Samantha. What have you done to
me?" he yells while she looks him in the eyes.
They breathe
heavily as they violently kiss until Jacob cums inside of her again.
"I
still hate you for what you've done. I just don't know if I can completely let
you go," he says.
He lay down
pulling her close to him. They fall asleep. She never wants to let him go but
she knows if she doesn’t leave he will put her out. She leaves at 5 a.m. to go
to Nicki's room. He opens his eyes when he sees her leave. When she gets
to Nicki’s room she takes a shower. She sits on the shower floor letting the
water fall on her. Her face is red from continuously crying. She sits there for
what seems like an hour.
Later the
next day, Jacob looks up Samantha Posey. He sees that she is no slouch.
She is one of best for planning Holiday Galas. Because The Gala was in Jacob's
hometown, a lot of family, friends, and business partners came out to
contribute as well as those from out of state.
If anyone
couldn't make it, they donated through the hotline. They already made headlines
in the newspaper for the biggest Gala in history to raise $35 million for a
foundation in one night. There is a picture of them in the newspaper from the
Gala.
Samantha
goes back to her home in Atlanta. She is so exhausted from the trip she falls
asleep wishing she hadn't lied.
Christmas
comes and goes but Jacob doesn’t spend it with Samantha. He comes over to her apartment
the day after drunk. He is still pissed, telling her neighbors as they walk by
that Samantha is his lying girlfriend.
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