INKED LOVE -Chapter 3

I knew he was drunk before he’d even opened the door of our bedroom. FUCK!

Not only did he ruin my moment of a potentially mind-blowing orgasm, but he was drunk. Jason was a loud, obnoxious drunk. He was also a horny drunk and, if I was really being honest…he was a selfish lover at the best of times. This evening was going to suck and not in a good way.

I cared for Jason because of who I hoped he could be. I couldn’t deny it. He checked all the boxes. On paper, he offered stability, wealth and the proper appearances. I had been drilled on those things since childhood. Yet despite all this, something just never felt right.

“Hey Lex…wake up…” Jason said as he rolled me over on to my back. I opened my eyes and smiled sweetly. “Did you have fun, honey?” I asked, always the ever-dutiful fiancée.

“Yeah, but I’m going to have more fun now…” he slurred. His touch was rough as he pulled at my pretty lace lingerie, pawing like an animal for what he wanted. His face registered shock as he shoved two fingers into my pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me.” He stated, surprised by the wetness that remained from my solo escapades.

Yeah, for you, it’s all you, you drunken genius. I rolled my eyes behind their lids as I suppressed the urge to push him off of me.

Jason pulled off his clothes in five seconds flat and lay back down over me. He leaned in and kissed my lips chastely. I reached forward for more, hoping that my physical reaction would show him what I needed. Instead, he roughly fingered me again, with no idea what he was doing. After all of five seconds, he barked, “Open your legs, Lex.”

Already? Ugh. At least he’d be done soon.

Jason pulled his cock out of his pants and rubbed himself up and down a few times. His cock was long but not very thick and it always curved like a banana when hard. I tried to smile, although really it was not a pretty sight. His bushy pubic hair stood up all around the base, like a fluffy bird’s nest. I think my vagina may have dried up just looking at him.

“Open your legs wider.” He demanded.

I dutifully complied and opened my legs wider. I mean really, though, how wide did I need to open? Did he think he had some kind of colossal dick or something? He held my legs apart until I thought they might snap off like a Barbie doll. My mind drifted to being a kid and playing with Barbie’s. My brother Logan was always stealing them and snapping their legs off to make me cry.

Shit. This thought process was really not helping my case.

Jason entered me without so much as a warning and we began our usual back-and-forth motion. “Yeah…Yeah…” He repeated over and over under his breath. Grunting and groaning, he soon threw his head back before pulling out and finishing himself off with his hand. He stood there naked, a sticky white mess all over himself, looking nothing like the perfect image he preferred to present to the world. He probably told everyone he was a sex god. Ha! If only they knew.

“Good job, Lex. I like how you’re always ready for me like that.” He leaned in and kissed my forehead before reaching for his clothes.

“You know, you’re perfect, Lex. Thanks to you, I now have the perfect family and the career I always wanted. Plus, you’re fucking stunning…not to mention always wet and available.” He winked.

“Honestly, I couldn’t have planned it better if I had tried.”

Bile came flooding into my mouth.

“Is that all I am to you, Jason?” I croaked. “A great job that came with a willing hole for you to park your junk in?” It wasn’t often that I challenged him, but this time I’d had enough.

“Do you even remember that we got engaged earlier this evening?” I shouted, as I threw the duvet off and ran into the bathroom after him.

“What’s your problem Alexis? Pissed because you didn’t come?” he huffed. “I’ve told you before, I don’t have twelve hours for you to figure that shit out. If you can’t make it happen, it’s not my problem.” He shrugged as he casually waltzed towards the shower.

“Excuse me?” I screeched. “I have been nothing but goddamn perfect for you and this is how you treat me?”

That was it. Everyone has their breaking point, and that was mine. My voice shook with emotion and my throat tightened up with tears as I shouted out the never-ending list of the things I had done for him. Everything from abandoning the career that I had wanted to constantly disregarding his bullshit behavior. The room filled with a fog as I lost control and the tears flowed freely down my face.

I yelled for what seemed like an hour. Finally, Jason put one hand on my shoulder and reached forward to wipe a tear as it rolled down my cheek. And for one moment, I thought he understood.

“Calm down Lex. I hear you.” He whispered. “And I thank you. I appreciate everything you’ve done for me.” Jason smiled. His mouth was curving upward, but something was off. I searched his eyes for warmth but found nothing more than a static, emotionless icy stare.

“I have to say, though, what really sealed the deal for me was when your parents offered me this position. They said if you had the right man in your life, you’d be happy to step away from it all. How could I say no to a hot girl in my bed and being able to make partner right out of school?”

Holy shit. There it was. The blatant truth.

I felt nothing. I was frozen.

We stood there staring each other down for what seemed like hours before Jason gave me a smug wink and stepped into the shower.

The darkness of betrayal engulfed my spirit.

I was broken.