Backlash.

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Pete desperately went through the events of his day as he approached his home, he was still mesmerized about how things played out, he couldn't get the image of that woman from his mind. Her long brown hair which somehow matches her eyes, he thought about the intense hug he gave her, the emotions he felt in that short instance were something he hadn't seen in a long time. The more he thought about that woman the more he was getting worried, he wondered how she was doing, he recalled her telling him that it was just her and her mother against the world, and now that her mother was gone, it was her alone, he assumed there was no father figure in the picture. He knew she would spend the whole night crying to a pulp and he wished he was there to console her, he wished he could render her that hug just one more time, he hoped she had gotten over her suicidal phase. It was almost eleven pm and he sure needed that sleep, his mind had been clouded by thoughts of that woman that he subconsciously wore a smile on his face. " How did you know I was here? " a female voice reached out to him, and the smile he wore on his face instantly vanished. He paused standing a few feet away from the door as he scouted Rachel laying in one of the chairs inside the sitting room, wearing what appeared to be his white long-sleeved shirt. " I didn't know you were here. " Pete replied as he walked towards her. " Well I figured you knew since you wore a bright smile on your face " " I didn't see your car outside. " He got up to her and placed a short kiss on her lips. " I wanted to surprise you so I had someone drive me here. " Rachel reached back to him pulling him to the chair and forcing a kiss on him. Pete stylishly drew himself from that hold. " I need to take a bath, how long are you staying? " "Pete, I just got here and you're asking me when I'm gonna leave? " Rachel asked now agitated " Calm down Rachel, what's wrong with me asking you when you're leaving? " he arched a brow, he can't allow Rachel to leave angry, time to turn that charm on. " When are you leaving Rachel? " he asked again with a much deeper and stern voice, he loosened his tie from his neck and threw it across the chair to where she sat, he knew how to get Rachel under his control. " Monday... I'm staying till Monday. " Rachel replied. " Great, I'm headed inside the shower wait for me inside the room. " Pete turned on the shower as he sat in the bathtub, he knew that was one of the things that drove Rachel madly in love with him, s*x. To him s*x with Rachel wasn't passionate, he viewed it as something he had to do to keep her lusting for him. He had to have things started a bit, he knew how difficult it was for Rachel to get him aroused, he needed this to be over with. He gave himself a two-minute hand job till he was erect and firm, then he came out of the bathroom wet. Rachel already sat on the bed naked waiting for instructions like a dog, her breath was already heavy, Pete was about to hand over her a treat and it got her excited. Pete pumped a muscle as he gestured for Rachel to come to him. " Get on your knees," he instructed her as she approached him and on her knees, she went, he drove her head straight onto his groins sending her mouth inside it and she got to work quickly, with one hand on his genitals and the other resting on his thighs she made several trips forward and backward. She would retreat and spat a considerable amount of saliva on his groins and continue the same procedure, Pete's hands took a tight grip on Rachel's hair, when he felt like it, he would drive her head with full force further into his groins, which will result in her almost choking. He knew she liked force, she enjoyed his brutal s****l control, he could tell she was already dripping wet from the way her body shivered and how fast her breath increased, as for him he detested every aspect of it. The total one-sided control, domineering s****l act, brute force, he hated every aspect. But like a logical person as he was he would occasionally fake moan to engineer her to work harder and she would, he so desperately preferred something different, something adventurous yet romantic, he wanted pleasure where both participants were equally controlled by deep passions and in the heat of the moment stuff, where they would both be lost in the moment and yearn for each other even more with every touch, where both of them would be in control. It was only a wish, he knew he could never accomplish that with Rachel, the pleasure between both of them would forever be one-sided. when he was satisfied with how much time she spent sucking he drew her back up using her hair as a grip, he threw her over to the bed face first, and like a good girl, she maintained posture. She would always try to catch a glimpse of his face while he hit her from behind but before she looked Pete would turn her face back towards the bed, he was not comfortable looking into her eyes while they had s*x, he was already not satisfied as it is the least she could do was look away. There was not much kissing or none at all in most cases, there was also no touching, he was only allowed to do the touching, her job was to follow orders and thank goodness she never questioned him. She had her fun and always reached climax every time, that was how deep she was into this type of s*x. once she was positioned on the bed, Pete lifted her waistline slowly upwards, placing her ass in a rather broad way, and he went down and gave her a subtle bite on her ass cheeks and watched her moan in ecstasy. " Oh my God, babe.. put it in... " she said hopelessly. He could sense the dire need in her voice and he smirked " Oh yeah? " " Yes... yes " " Say please. " He replied spanking her ass severally. " Please baby. " She couldn't deal with the hesitation any longer, she tried to pick up his groins and inserted it herself in a hurry but Pete stopped her halfway, he picked up both her arms locking them on top of her back to prevent further touching from her. Once he was sure that she was locked, he finally dived in, and yes just as he thought she was wet as hell, before he commenced his first thrust her loud moan already filled the air. There was no time to start slow, he immediately got to work with quick thrusts and occasional spanking here and there, as he advanced he felt her shiver even more, after several minutes of rapid thrust and her intense moans in response he changed position. He turned her face up, lowering himself to her, he placed his left hand assuming a fairly tight grip on her neck, while the other hand fumbled her breasts and eventually sucked hard on them. He glanced at the clock while he was still in action and realized that twelve minutes had drifted by, he needed to lay his finishing touches he lifted her back to the previous position now placing two fingers into her v****a, and her wail followed his movements, he began intensely fingering the heck out of her, it became messier as he continued. And alas she was getting to climax, her legs vibrated immensely as she struggled to tighten her opening, it was now time. He immediately drove his groins inside her for the last time thrusting even faster, and as he predicted she cummed, finally the wails stopped, she was now shaking intensely, still trying to regain consciousness. both of them sweating profusely, he parted ways from her and entered the bathroom locking the door behind him. He always took a bath before and after s*x, it was kind of his body's way of coping, he got so used to this pattern that he would unknowingly find himself inside the bathroom after s*x. He went back into the room after a few minutes, Rachel was already cuddled up in bed but she wasn't asleep yet, he laid beside her once she felt him close she immediately clung tightly to him he didn't resist, he extended the courtesy by reaching towards her placing his arms beneath her shoulders. " Dear baby bird, dear sparrow you have.. " Rachel arched a brow as she sent him a confused glare. " Is that like a lullaby? " Pete immediately snapped out of it, he had unknowingly sang a familiar song that he shouldn't have, was he in too deep already? "I love you, baby, " Rachel replied when she realized there was not going to be any reply. Pete paused for a moment, reciting those words inside his head before saying them out. " Love you too, goodnight. " he placed a kiss on her forehead and they finally called it a night. She knelt beside the open grave as she stared closely inside the open casket, this was the last time she would see her mother's face, physically that is. She clenched her fingers together as she thought of what to say, her eyes were extremely swollen from constant crying throughout the week, and she could barely see. It felt like if she cried anymore she could go blind. " Mom " She looked back and spotted a man joining Catalina as they both stood at a distance watching her. " I'm gonna make you proud, I'm gonna get those green cards, I promise, te quero mama. " She stood up and signaled for the casket to be lowered in, and it was, she stood there until it was no longer in sight before she walked away. " Elena, this is my son Gabriel, " Catalina introduced the young man to her. Elena tried to smile. " Hi, I'm Elena. " There were no hands stretched out for pleasantries since both her hands were tucked inside her long jackets. " Hi Elena, I am so sorry for your loss. " Gabriel replied. " Thank you, Gabriel, thank you, Miss Catalina, for everything, I couldn't have done anything without your help, thank you so much. " " It's okay honey, I was happy to help, you just take it easy okay? " " And whatever you need, I would be happy to be of help. " Gabriel offered. Elena just nodded, she wanted to get the hell out of there. " Elena, " Catalina called, " your mother told me to give this letter to you should in case anything happens to her. " Elena took the latter with a surprising look in her eyes " Did she know she was gonna die? " " Well not really, your mother has been having health issues for a while, and uh. I told her she needed to take medications and rest but she always talks about how she can't afford to do so. " Elena shed a tear while listening to what Catalina said " Thank you, I will be on my way home. " For some reason the house felt cold to her, it seemed so quiet that she could hear even the slightest sound. She had laid inside her room staring at the letter for almost thirty minutes after reading it, she didn't know how to react to it, it appeared that her mother knew that one day her negligence towards her health issues would come back to her which it eventually did. She wrote this letter to be passed to Elena if something happens to her. She had urged Elena to never give up and some other inspirational quotes that Elena didn't particularly pay attention to, she felt more of the aspect where she didn't notice her mother's deteriorating health and that guilt the strange man at the hospital talked about kicked right in.
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