Shadows In The Corner (#1.5 Masters Of The Dark Series)

THE HARDER IT GETS

"Who were you talking to out there?" Tana asked when I entered the cabin after Detective Rogers left. She was cutting an onion and her eyes were a little red. I wondered at the time if she was maybe using the onion as an excuse and she was really crying.

“He’s a friend.” I said placing the donuts box upon the ridged surface of the kitchen table. Tana eyed it with mild interest and then went back to her onion. “He brought us some more fattening food, babe.” I opened the lid of the box and the smell of sugar and artificial flavors intoxicated me for a few seconds. When I looked inside, I realized that there were only eleven donuts; Rogers ripped me off and ate one and didn't tell me. Bastard. "Want a?" She shook her head and continued to ignore me, pretending I didn't exist. With a sigh I crouched next to Tana and put my hands on her thigh, under my fingers I noticed that she had tensed. "You can't keep ignoring me. We came here to be together and to forget."

“I don’t know what to do or say to you anymore, Madox. It hurts, okay? It really hurts because I can’t forgive myself.”

“But you’ve done nothing wrong!”

How could she even think of something like that? It broke my heart to see her so discarded and withered. At no time did it cross my mind to hold an ax of guilt over her head. In all the time we have been together we have always been able to resolve our differences; fights are settled when we speak after calming down. It was weird for both her and me to be estranged. Even when I was a child, my family was not exactly the picture of union and love but whenever they fought with each other, they looked for a way to make up.

“What can I do?” I said making a lame gesture with my arms, “How can I fix this?”

“There’s nothing you can do. I need time to figure out how to deal with all this.” She held my face between her palms. “I’m not trying to end us, and I don’t think we are ending anything anyway- but I feel like we could use some time apart to see…”

“To see what?”

“More. To see more.”

I grabbed her hands and held them between my own. “If you want time to think, I’ll give you time. I’ll give you space, as much as you need but do not tell me half-assed lies. I won’t put up with that s**t, Laila.” Her eyes doubled in size and her jaw set tight. Tana hated that I called her by her real name. Laila Martinez was a troubled girl with a troubled past who found her way in life escaping from her woes and leaving everything behind. She and I had met while shooting a movie in which I was one of the main investors. I saw her, I fell in love and the rest is history. It wasn't until long after she revealed her real name to me. It was more than obvious that her name couldn't be Tana Kniling. She trusted me enough to reveal the darkest aspects of her past, why didn't she trust me now?

“You only call me that when you’re serious.” She muttered. At least she was talking. “It’s not a lie, I just think we should spend some time apart.”

“Weren’t we apart because some psycho decided to abduct you, and have you shoot a porno?”

“Yeah…”

“If you don’t want me anymore, just say it. I much rather hear it from you than be left wondering if you’ll ever come back to me. To us.”

“Forget I said anything, alright? If I must be honest,” so you aren’t? “I have no clue what the hell am I talking about.”

We talked a little more after that and when there was no more to discuss I left to take a shower. I left the door half closed and began to undress, letting my clothes fall on a small mountain beside my feet. I need a cold shower. I thought while regulating the water temperature. Being underwater had always given me a kind of peace that I couldn't find anywhere else. I liked to feel the drops of water land on my damp skin and see them descend in congeniality with gravity. For a long time, I just stood under the stream, without thinking my hand moved and I began to massage my flaccid c**k. It didn't take long for it to harden under my touch. I closed my eyes and let the fantasies take me over. This time, it was Tana who entered my world of lies. She was kneeling in front of me with one hand between her legs and the other holding my ass, pushing my hips toward her face. Her tongue traced the base of my shaft slowly until it reached the tip. I groaned when I felt someone behind me, rubbing my back in circular motions. Richard. He coaxed my hips backwards and I had to brace against the tile to keep from falling. Tana’s mouth worked up and down my length moaning as she swirled her tongue around the head. Then Richard knelt behind me, his tongue lapped at my balls while his fingers teased the puckered hole. It was strange, having them both there with me. Even though it wasn’t real, it was extremely weird, and I would have felt guilty if it hadn’t been for the fact, I was enjoying it- probably more than I should have.

When Richard finally sank a finger into me, I groaned, coming instantly into Tana’s mouth. She moaned loudly as she swallowed everything, I had given her; not a single drop of c*m was spilled. I forced her onto her feet and replaced her fingers with my own, pumping wildly into her dripping cunt as Richard fingers my ass. When her muscles clenched and gripped at my fingers, I drew my hand from her p***y and spun her in Richard’s direction, who pressed her front against the tile and f****d her until both of them came together.

When I reopened my eyes, I saw the mess I had made. “Shit.” What was wrong with me?