sheet and wrapped her fingers around my cock. It felt so good that I groaned—I was still sensitive, but getting back to the point where I knew I could fuck her again soon. As Tori slowly pumped her hand up and down, she crawled closer. Her breasts were hanging in front of my face, and I wrapped an arm around her, shoving her tits in my face. I took one of Tori’s glorious pink nipples in my mouth and sucked eagerly, until she was moaning and her pale face was red with arousal.
“Do you want me again?” I took her breast out of my mouth and looked into her eyes.
Tori looked away.
“Look at me,” I commanded in a low voice. “Tell me you want me again.”
Tori’s breath was coming hard and fast and I knew she was aroused. A flush spread down from her face and neck to her chest and covered most of her tits. I felt a sharp spike of arousal hit me as Tori crawled closer.
“I want you again,” she said softly, staring deeply into my eyes. “Max, I want you again.”
Chapter Nine
Victoria
I didn’t think that I’d ever been so sore in my life. Max and I made love almost all night long—four times! I couldn’t believe it. I always thought that was the kind of thing that happened in movies or TV, but never real life. Max had been the most thorough lover that I’d ever had, and I couldn’t believe he was mine.
“He’s your husband,” I said softly to myself. Next to me in bed, Max was snoring away. I was too excited to sleep, even though I was completely and utterly spent.
Finally, I managed to drift off to sleep. When I woke up a couple of hours later, I was foggy and confused. Max’s bedroom was still pitch black. Max was soundly snoring next to me, and I couldn’t figure out why I’d woken up at first.
Suddenly, I realized my cell phone was buzzing away on the nightstand. My body was filled with dread, and for a moment I hoped that I was still asleep. I even reached down and pinched my arm, hoping that I could wake up.
No luck. I was already awake. My heart started pounding in my chest as I reached for my phone. The number wasn’t listed, but I already knew who it was.
“Leave me alone,” I whispered into the receiver as soon as I’d answered. “I don’t know how you got this number! I’ve changed it so many times since we broke up!”
I winced, expecting the reply to be angry and powerful. But instead, Silas’s voice was meek, almost chastened. There was no trace of the angry man who had threatened me at the grocery store, no trace of the man who had hurt me so badly that my wrists were still bruised.
“Victoria,” Silas said in a pleading voice. “I’m sorry. I’m really sorry for what I’ve done, okay? I know I can’t begin to make it up to you, but please come back to me, please, Vicky!”
“Don’t call me that,” I said shortly. My breath was coming hard and fast. “I don’t know what you want from me, Silas, but I can’t help you.”
“Please give me another chance,” Silas begged. “I promise it won’t be like before.”
Max shifted next to me. The snoring stopped, and before I knew it he was sitting up in bed and flicking the light switch on. He grabbed the phone out of my hand and held it up to his face, looking tired and pissed off.
“Hello, is this Silas?” There was a pause. “Hi, Silas, I’m glad I got you. I just wanted to tell you to leave my wife alone, or else I’ll kill you myself. You got that, Si?”
Max hung up before Silas could answer. He tossed the phone on the floor and glared at me. “You wanna tell me how he keeps getting your number, Tori?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know,” I replied. My heart was still pounding and I felt more shaken up than ever before. “I keep changing it! I’ve probably changed it six times since we broke up!” Fear was making my skin clammy and I started to