Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

S he’s on a fucking date. A real-life fucking date.

A part of me was hoping she was just saying shit to get to me. But here she is, sitting across from some fucker smiling and laughing. When she brings her glass of wine up to her mouth, I smirk with the knowledge my bracelet is still firmly clasped around her wrist. And when she stands and leaves the table for the second time, I take my shot.

Walking into the restaurant, I brush straight past the hostess and right up to the table where her date is seated. “Hi, mate. I’m sorry to do this to you but you won’t be leaving here with Dani tonight. My wife is struggling with her mental health and is not herself right now. I’m taking her home,” I tell him.

“Your wife?” His face visibly pales.

“Yes, she’s… not well,” I explain before picking up Dani’s coat and making my way to the restrooms. I enter the female bathroom, lean against the basin, and wait. It doesn’t take long before I hear the toilet flush and Dani opens the cubicle door.

She jumps when she sees me but recovers rather quickly. “Jesus, Alistair, what the hell are you doing in here?” she asks me.

“I came to take you home,” I tell her.

“Well, you shouldn’t have, because I’m fine. I’m having a great time,” she says, walking up to the basin. She pumps the soap from the dispenser and scrubs her hands under the running water.

“I guarantee you’ll have a much more enjoyable time with me,” I say.

“Maybe, but I’m not going home with you.” She walks past me and exits the bathroom.

I follow her down the corridor, taking hold of her hand and tugging her towards the exit door that I see on the left.

“What? Stop. Let me go,” she hisses under her breath.

“Not going to happen,” I say. I pull her out the door and push her up against the brick wall. Caging her in. “Tell me, little girl. Were you going to let him see what’s mine? Were you going to let him touch what belongs to me?”

“I’m not yours,” she says between gritted teeth.

“How sure are you about that? If I shove my fingers up your pussy now, will you be wet for me?”

“Maybe it was him who turned me on, not you,” she says.

“We both know that’s not true.” My hand trails up her bare thigh. I don’t stop. Reaching her panties, I dig my fingers underneath the thin fabric and head straight for her core. I shove in as deep as I can. “Fucking wetter than Niagara Falls, Dani.”

My lips skim across her neck. She tilts her head to the side, granting me better access. There’s a thud as her clutch falls to the ground and her arms wrap around my neck.

“Oh god! Please,” she moans as my fingers fuck her.

“Please what?”

“Please make me come, sir. I need it,” she says.

I smile into her neck. “I know you do.” I rip my fingers free, causing her to whimper. Then I spin her around and place both of her hands on the wall. “Keep them there,” I tell her.

I push her dress up over her hips. I flick the button and pull the zip down on my pants, releasing my cock before pushing her panties to the side. I line my cock up with her entrance and thrust into her.

“Fuck!” I groan at the sensation of her wrapped around me while silently cursing myself for avoiding her.

What the fuck was I thinking? I’ve got days of fucking to make up for.

“This is mine. You will not give it to anyone else, Dani. Do you understand?” I ask, staying still while buried deep inside her.

She pushes her ass back towards me. “Yes. Hurry up. Sir, someone could see us,” she says.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Getting caught? I remember how much you enjoyed the viewing window.” I slowly glide my cock in and out of her. She lets out a grunted moan as she attempts to ride me faster. My hands grip her hips, holding her still. “Imagine being the one on the other side of the window, little girl. Imagine knowing people are watching you get fucked. Watching as you fall apart under my touch. Imagine knowing they’re all getting turned on by the erotic scene we make together,” I whisper into her ear, continuing to fuck her slowly.

“Yes!” she says.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I ask her as I increase my pace. “You’d fucking love having people watch me fuck you. Own you.” My thrusts become harder, faster.

“Yes,” she screams out, not caring we’re in public, in a dark alley, with god only knows how many people able to hear her cries.

“They’ll all be so fucking turned on. Anyone who saw you come would be. It’s a sight to behold. One I haven’t seen for too many days. I need to see it, Dani. I need you to come for me,” I tell her.

“Oh fuck! Alistair!” She comes, her pussy walls gripping my cock like a vice. Her wetness coating me. Before long, I’m emptying my seed in her with the full knowledge we didn’t use protection. Again.

“We’re going to have to make a stop at the pharmacy,” I tell her, pulling out and watching my seed slide down her thighs.

“Again? Really, Alistair, fuck! We need to stop doing this.” She spins around and pushes me backwards before adjusting her dress.

“Yeah, we are not going to stop doing this. It’s way too fucking good not to do, Dani,” I tell her.

“I can’t think straight around you. I should be stopping you, making sure you’re wearing a condom at least,” she says.

“I like being bare inside you,” I tell her.

“Yeah, and I like not being knocked up,” she says.

“We’ll stop at the chemist. Come on.” I hold out my hand.

At this point, I’m probably not above kidnapping her if she refuses to come with me. Thankfully, she places her hand in mine and lets me walk her out to the street.

She’s silent as she sits in the passenger seat of my car. Quiet the whole drive to the pharmacy. “You know, they’re only eighty-five percent effective. The morning after pills. I looked it up last time I had to take one.”

“Well, eighty-five percent is better than zero. Come on.”

“What happens if it doesn’t work?” she asks before getting out of the car.

I pause. What would I do if it didn’t work?

“I’d take care of you, Dani. I’d never leave you alone with something like that,” I tell her.

“Comforting,” she mutters under her breath before unclipping her seat belt and sliding out.

Dani is nervous walking into the chemist. I hold her hand and squeeze. I know it’s her body and all, but we are in this together no matter what. It was both of us that lost ourselves in the moment.

When we reach the counter, the pharmacist looks from Dani to me. “How can I help you.”

“We need the morning after pill,” I tell him before Dani has to say it.

“Okay. Miss, are you sure this is what you want?” the pharmacist asks her.

I glare at him. Does he really think I’m forcing her to be here? What am I going to do? Jam the pill down her throat? If she told me she didn’t want to take the pill, then we wouldn’t be here.

“Yes, but I did take one about two weeks ago. Will there be any side effects to taking another?” Dani asks.

Shit, why didn’t I think of that?

“You really shouldn’t take one so soon. It could impact your menstrual cycle, make you irregular for a while.”

“But nothing like super drastic?” she asks.

“Maybe we should reconsider this, Dani. You don’t have to take it,” I tell her. I don’t want her putting her body in any harm. I’m very fond of that body.

“No, nothing drastic. Just fill out your details on here and I’ll get it ready for you.” The pharmacist hands her a slip of paper.

“Thank you,” she says, picking up the pen.

“Are you sure? I mean it. We don’t need to risk anything happening to you,” I tell her.

“It’ll be fine,” Dani insists.

Why do I feel like that’s what everyone says right before everything’s not fine?