Beneath the Velvet Chains

Chapter 4 - Abbie

When Harry returned with my drink, Tammy was nowhere to be found. I didn’t question it; I was happy she wasn’t there. The three of us chatted and shared memories from high school, and the more the drinks flowed, the more handsy Harry became. It was obvious now that he was into me, and as the night went on, I found it harder not to return his advances.

Around 11 pm, the birthday cake came out, and everyone sang Jenny Happy Birthday. While she was blowing out her candles, Harry pulled my arm, and while everyone was distracted, we slipped out of the room and into the hallway. Harry pushed me against the wall, my heart racing. “Jenny will wonder where we’ve gone,” I said, trying to ease the s****l tension. In the back of my mind, I couldn’t stop thinking about Tammy and how pissed she would be if she caught us. “She can wait,” he said without hesitation. “I can’t.”

“You can’t wait for what?”

Just then, he pressed his lips against mine. They were cold from the beer he had been drinking. As much as I tried to resist, I didn’t want to. With my back pressed hard against the wall, he lifted his hands and placed them at both sides of my neck, holding my head in place as he deepened his kiss. I felt my knees go weak. Is this really happening? Am I really kissing Harry Thompson?

I felt the damp patch forming in my panties. Before I could say anything, he took me by the arm and led me into a dark bedroom and locked the door. I sat on the bed, and he looked at me from across the room. “You’re f*****g unbelievable. If you had looked like this in high school, I’d have f****d you in every position.”

His words took me back. I should be flattered that he wants to f**k me at all, but something about what he said didn’t sit right, even if I didn’t know what it was. I smiled as he walked over to me. He took off his pants and revealed his p***s. It was smaller than I had imagined, but it was nothing to turn your nose up at. His body was still toned, and that olive skin glistened in the moonlight that was coming from the window. He looked good. I wanted him, and he wanted me, so why was I so uncomfortable?

He lay on top of me on the bed, kissing me, but this time it wasn’t as intense as it was in the hallway. I tried to kiss him back, but something was off. Why was this happening? My whole life I have longed for this moment. I pushed him off me, and he rolled onto the bed beside me. Not wanting to give up, I climbed on top of him, straddling his bare c**k against my thong. I could feel his pulse against my c**t.

“Yes, baby, you wanna ride it?” the way he said it made me cringe internally.

I lowered my head to kiss him, and as I did, the strap of my dress fell down, exposing my right breast behind the soft red fabric. Harry’s eyes lit up as he lifted his head and began to bite my n****e. It was only a few hours ago I was lying in my bath pinching my own n*****s while I rubbed my c**t to the thought of this man, and now he’s here, with his lips locked around them, and I feel like I need to run. What is wrong with me?

“You’re a nasty girl, Abbie. I’d have f****d you in high school if I knew this is what you were into. No one would have needed to know; it could have been our little secret.”

Just then, I sat up and climbed off. “Get out,” I said without hesitation.

“What?” he said with confusion, his c**k still hard and on display.

“I said get out. I don’t think I stuttered.”

He continued to look at me, trying to figure out what he had done wrong.

“Get your pants on and leave.”

He stood up with a furious look on his face. I was terrified, but I wasn’t going to show it. If he wanted to, he could easily overpower me. He walked over and grabbed my arm, throwing me on the bed. I thought I heard a noise from the corner of the room, but I didn’t take my eyes off Harry. Without thinking, I kicked my foot at him, connecting my heel directly with his balls. He let out a scream as he fell to his knees.

“GET THE f**k OUT!” I screamed, and someone knocked on the outside of the locked door.

“Is everything okay in there?” they called from the other side.

Harry looked at me with narrowed eyes.

“Are you going to listen to me now and get out or do I have to tell everyone outside what you were about to do to me?”

He stood up and grabbed his clothes as he called back “all good” to the person waiting outside. He got dressed, and as he walked towards the door, he looked back.

“You got lucky this time, slut.”

His words were like a knife in my chest. I did get lucky. God knows what would have happened if there hadn’t been a person on the other side of that door. He opened the door to leave and just before he slammed it I caught the eye of Tammy standing in the hallway with a small crowd. Her face filled with fury as she realized what she thought had just happened. The door closed with a thud and I quickly ran across and locked it. As I sat on the bed, a voice came from a dark corner of the room.

“Very impressive, Miss Reynolds.”