Mia Woods
I woke up the next morning with the taste of vomit in my mouth and my head hammering as if it's being beaten to pulp by a hammer.
I clutched my head tightly and sat up, feeling the bile rise up, I quickly move to the bathroom and puked out all the food from last night.
I decided to hop into the shower and washed myself.
I got out and decided to go casual with white shorts and pink checks shirt.
I don't how much I slept. It was 1 in the afternoon now..
I was combing my hair when memories from last night invaded my mind and I dropped the brush in shock.
I quickly ran to my bed and searched for my phone, I finally found it in between my sheets and opened the images I saw last night.
Reminiscing about those made me cringe in disgust.
I certainly didn't wanted to see Candice naked. Ever.
I opened and saw that there was no other message for me other than those photos.
I quickly dialled that number and waited,
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
Why isn't this person picking up?
I dialled it again and at last at the last ring that person picked up.
"Hello, who's this? "
"You don't need to know who this is. Just be grateful I helped you. Show Mikhail these pictures, he deserve to know."
I was about to reply when she cut the call.
It was a woman, an older woman.
I dialled it again but the number was switched off.
I tried again a few times but it was still switched off.
So I decided not to call her again.
But what I did decide was to show Mikhail these pics.
I took put my laptop and connected it with my phone and copied those photos.
Then I decided to copy those to my pen drive too and did so.
I took my phone and descended the stairs.
I looked into the kitchen but no one was there.
So I looked through the whole house but found no one.
In the end I decide to make myself a sandwich.
When I got near the fridge I saw a note.
Dear Mia,
I had to go to my grandmother's house urgently, Mikhail is here and I will be back by tomorrow morning.
Have a nice day.
Candice.
Well Candice, you are f****d tomorrow.
I crumpled the paper and threw it in the dust bin.
I made a couple of sandwiches for me and ate them with fresh strong coffee.
As I was finishing my coffee the front door opened and in cane Mikhail.
He had grocery bags in his hands.
"Where were you?"
He ignored me.
Ha. As if.
"I searched the whole house for you. "
He still ignored me and put the grocery in its respective places.
After he was done. He picked up a glass of water and sat opposite of me.
"I was asking a simple and sincere question. It's just you and me till tomorrow baby. You can ignore me."
I finished with a small wink in his direction.
He just rolled his eyes and stood up.
Washing the glass he was about to leave the kitchen when o called out.
"You might want to check your inbox. I sent you a gift. "
He looked back at me with a bored expression and pulled out his iPhone.
I immediately pressed the 'send' button and in a couple of seconds a 'Ping' was heard.
He looked down and in a matter of seconds his expression turned into one of horror and then rage.
He clutched the phone in his hands tightly and closed his eyes.
He seem to be counting down to 10.
He was trying to calm himself when suddenly he threw the phone to the wall, breaking it onto pieces.
And at this moment I was seriously scared.
He turned around and punched the wall.
Then he screamed,
Which sounded like a roar to me.
I was so scared I didn't dare move out of my place.
Yes, I expected him to be angry, but not this angry.
Right now, he was livid.
He moved to the living room and then I heard a loud crash.
I bolted out of my seat and moved to the living room and saw the LED TV on the ground.
He then moved to the curtains, ripping them.
He moved to the vase, smashing it and screaming again.
He then moved to the empty stand and threw it against the windows, causing it smash and shards to litter the floor.
He pushed the sofa that made it topple upside down.
He was about to move to the other room when I stood in front of him.
Not allowing him to do more damage.
Maybe I shouldn't have showed him the pictures.
But he needed to know. The truth.
"Move. " he growled.
His voice was vicious. And honestly it made me shiver with fear.
But I stood right there.
"Not right now Mia, I am not in the mood. "
He commanded me again but I didn't listen.
He gripped my arms tightly, in a steel like grip.
And it hurts. Like a b***h.
But I just quietened my whimper and decided to let him hurt me.
That's the only way to calm him.
"I said move or I will f*****g hurt you badly!"
His scream could be heard from a mile away.
"Do it. "
He looked at me.
At first with fury which slowly turned to disbelief and finally to lust.
He seemed to contemplate his thoughts for a second and then he attacked.
He kissed me hard on lips while hoisting me up, I immediately tighten my legs around him.
His growing erection pressed against my core.
He had his one hand in my hair and the other under my ass, supporting my weight.
He moved forward towards the opposite wall and pushed me roughly on the wall.
He roughly unbuttoned my shirt button, ripping them in process.
He ripped my shirt open and push them off my shoulder.
Then he moved to short button and unbuttoned it.
His lips then moved away from my lips and kissed my cheek then moving to my jaw and finally reaching my neck.
He continued kissing my neck and them but it roughly.
His journey continued till he reached the line of my bra, leaving hickeys and making a trail.
His other hand was massaging my bra claded breasts.
Squeezing my breasts almost painfully and pulling my n*****s to the verge of hurt.
He then dropped my feet to the ground.
I looked up at him in confusion to see him undressing himself.
"Your shorts. Take them off."
I realized why he placed me down and quickly took off my shorts and my panties.
As soon as I was straight again he pushed me roughly again.
He then hoisted my one leg around his hip and kissed me hard on lips.
His other hand was on my breast which he freed from my bra.
He teased my n****e a little and then bit my neck, almost in a punishing force, at the same he pulled my n****e and entered me in one long thrust.
"Aaah! f**k Mikhail! "
It hurts a lot since I wasnt completely ready but he was too far gone.
He pulled out and pushed in again.
"Ah! Ah! Mikhail! Oh my! f**k! "
I screamed his name while he just thrusted into me with an animal force.
His thrust were forced and rough which turned me on more and more.
He bit my other side of neck painfully and I swear he made me bleed.
His thrust were getting more and more harsh, his d**k now pounding into me in a mechanic speed.
I screamed his name so loudly that by now all the neighborhood would knew what is going on.
He suddenly slapped my breast with so much force that I couldn't help but scream and at the same time he emptied himself in me.
A couple of minutes later he pulled out.
"What the- ! Mikhail I didn't came yet! "
He looked at me with murder in his eyes.
"This wasn't for you!"
He screamed and picked me up again.
Taking me to the top of the stairs and asked me to bend down and hold the railing.
So I did and now my ass was in full display.
He reached around and touched my bud with one hand while his other hand was in my hair.
His d**k pressed up against my ass crack.
He bundled my hair and pulled them with a jerk which caused me to squeak.
He them started moving forward and back in a thrusting motion.
Although he wasn't inside me, his fingers were playing games with my c**t.
My one breast was hanging in air while other was still covered.
His voice was gruff when he groaned my name.
As he wasn't satisfied he quickly undid my bra and entered me from behind in one thrust.
This angle mow giving him access to parts of me that even I didn't knew.
His thrust got harder.
In out. In out. In out.
I just screamed and moaned out his name while he f****d me raw.
His other hand undid my bra clasp and I slid it down my arms.
He then started thrusting faster, causing me to moan put loud and suddenly he slapped my ass with Di much force that we both came together. And came hard.
A minute later he pulled out, turned me around and picked me up bridal style while moving into his bedroom.
He let the door close behind him and threw me on the bed.
I looked up to see my reflection on the mirror.
And well I looked through f****d.
My swear slicked body laid there. Waiting for him. My hair a mess while my n*****s on attention.
My neck littered with hickeys. Blue, red and some yellow which he gave me a week ago.
My lips swollen like someone devoured them.
I moved down to see my p***y shaved and red.
My upper thighs had slick c*m on them.
My thighs and my waist had red fingerprints on them caused by Mikhail's vicious grip.
But before I could look down I was covered by Mikhail's body and I knew that this was far from over.
And it was far from over.
We f****d. We f****d till that evening and after taking a break we again f****d till the early hours of morning but this time with his toys.
And I swear to god this was the best f**k I got recently.
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