Being with Her (14 page)

Fucking Bobby showing up in town. I’m going to hunt his ass down for what he did to Paige. She is now terrified of him. I don't know what he's up to but it's something. We leave to head home and the whole time Paige is scanning around for him. I hate that she worries about him. I have to keep her stress free ’cause it's not healthy for the baby.

"Let's talk about something else," I tell her, trying to get her to focus on me. "What kind of names you like for our new little guy?"

"I don't know. What do you think?" She smiles.

I grab her hand. "We should name him after your dad. I know you miss him."

"Maybe, that might be nice." She seems excited to name him after her dad.

**

I’m sitting in my office grading a few papers when I look up and Brittany walks in the door. It's been almost three months since her accident and she looks almost the same. She has a cover over her head, I would assume to cover the areas from her surgeries. "Ms. Sloane, how can I help you?" I ask standing up. "I heard about the accident, it's great to see you feeling better."

"Cut the shit, Professor. I ran through that lot because of you." She stops in front of me.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I play dumb hoping she had forgotten about what happened between us.

"I remember everything. It took a while but it's all coming back to me. I've decided to step away from you. You’re partly to blame for my accident; if you would have only done what I wanted. But I'm just glad to still be alive so unless you've changed your mind and want to be with me." She runs a finger down my chest.

I back up. "No, I haven't changed my mind. I’m about to get married in a couple weeks and have a baby coming soon. I'm sorry but this won't ever ever happen."

"I know, it started as a game. A friend of mine, Doug, is so obsessed with her, your almost wife. I don't know why, sure she's cute, but when he keeps pushing me away and just talks and chases after 'Sweet Paige', I got pissed. He told me that he hated you and that he'd heard you started here. I was intrigued to see who the infamous Paige is with because if you would fuck one student maybe you'd do it again. Then when I saw you, I fell and needed to make you mine. I tried and tried so hard and when I overheard your conversation with your buddy, I had my opening to get you. Don't get me wrong, you know how to use that tongue but when you still refused to actually fuck me, I followed you. You know the rest. Doug still doesn't want me because he's convinced that you fucking me will help run Paige into his arms. Watch out for him. He's a great guy but a little too obsessed with her." She points to my desk picture of Paige and Addy.

"Thanks for heads up. I appreciate your honesty." I walk back to my desk as she turns to leave. I turn around about to sit and instead of Brittany being there she is replaced with Charlotte. Fuck. "What's up Char?" I ask. "Haven't seen you around." It's been odd that she hasn't tracked me down since I now teach here.

"Well I am here now, but I see you already moved on." She’s implying Brittany.

"That's not what it looked like. She was an old student that had an accident and was letting me know she was okay." I tell her as I stuff my papers into my bag.

"I was standing at the door, Professor. I heard what was said." She continues to walk until she's standing in front of my desk.

"Well, what do you want me to say?" I gather my briefcase and walk around the desk heading for the door. She steps in front of me blocking the aisle up to the door. "Move Char," I say getting pissed.

"Come on, Professor, you can follow me over to my house." She runs her fingers up my forearm.

"I can't, I'm getting married in a couple weeks and have a baby due soon," I say, sidestepping her.

"Didn't stop you with that chick," she hollers.

I whip around. "She fucking drugged me. I would have never have touched her. I love Paige. This," I motion between us, "is over and will never happen again." I turn and leave without looking back.

**

I immediately call Paige and tell her about what Brittany said about Doug. How it was all a game to her and that it's all over. I explain everything that was said and tell her watch her back with Doug.

"He's not even talking much to me anymore. I think ’cause I'm starting to show and he hates I'm pregnant with your baby. He really hates you," Paige says, laughing about that. I think she's relieved that this nightmare is over. I will never look at another woman as long as I live. They are nothing but trouble.

"Well, just be extra careful around him if he is as obsessed with you like she says," I warn.

"I will, babe. I gotta go, I'm meeting Natalie down the street for lunch. I love you."

"I love you, too. See you this evening." I hang up feeling a little better after talking to her.

She's been meeting up with Natalie for lunch once a week since they don't have classes together this semester. I stuff my phone into my pocket not knowing that was the last time I would hear from Paige on what will turn into my worst nightmare ever.

I was walking toward my car to meet Natalie at the small deli down the road from the school when I heard his voice. I slowly turned around as a hand grabbed my arm. "Don't touch me. I will scream." Next thing I feel is a slap across the face not once but three times as my vision blurred and I began to fall. I grabbed my stomach first but I don't remember hitting the ground as everything just blacked out.

As I wake a little disoriented, I can't make out where I am. Everything starts to come back to me all at once. I was taken. But who? I remember hearing his voice right before being hit in my face. I try to feel my face but my hands are tied up above my head. I can feel that I'm laying on a bed of some kind. I try to shift my feet but they too are tied. I lay there for what seems like forever and no one approaches me so at some point I drift off to sleep again.

I recognize the voice. "Good morning, Paige. Boy, you were really sleepy, baby." I looked toward the voice but only saw a shadow on the other side of the dark room. My hands and legs were both still tied and I can tell I'm no longer wearing my clothes. I do still have my panties on, though.

"Bobby? Untie me. Where are my clothes?" I yell at him. "How long have I been here? What about Addy?" I start to cry.

"What? I thought you liked to be tied up. I saw that bastard tie you up in his room before. You quite enjoyed yourself." He walks toward me. "I actually enjoyed it too." He's dressed in a suit and is acting like me lying here naked is the most natural thing. Fear courses through me as I remember my last encounter with him. He's been at the house and has been peeking in windows. I feel sick and turn my head as what was left in my stomach comes out. I'm covered in my throw up and it's all over the bed. "Fuck, Paige." He quickly unties my hands and ankles. He picks me up carrying me into an attached bathroom. He sits me on the counter. "Don't move." He turns the knob of the shower while watching me. He comes back over and carries me to the shower. I step in letting the shower spray down my face, soaking my body. I hear the door slide open and Bobby climbs in behind me. He pulls my panties down my legs, tapping my ankles to step out of them. I start to cry again because I know what he is about to do.

"Was that you I saw through the ice-cream shop window?" I say, still facing away from him.

"You can't go anywhere, Paige, that I don't know. And yes that was me, baby. I've watched you since our last intimate moment. I bought us this house. It's a fixer upper but it's quiet out here. We're outside city limits." He slides his fingers up my legs from behind. He reaches around me rubbing my baby bump. "I want my turn to pleasure you while tied up. What do you think? He had a chance to do it. Maybe we can play when we get you cleaned up?" He leans over licking up my neck.

"Bobby let me go. Addy needs me." I cry.

"I fucking need you too, Paige. I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen. I'm in love with you. There won't ever be anybody else for me." He begins to slide his finger between my legs.

I start to cry ’cause I know what he wants from me and I can't let him do this again. "I'm pregnant, Bobby. You can't hurt me."

"That fucking bastard knocked my girl up, I know. I thought you looked a little thicker in the belly." He rubs my tummy again. "This body is mine, I was first here and I want to be the last." He starts to rub against my sex again.

"Don't touch me." I try to move out of his arms but can't. I turn toward him. "How long have I been here, Bobby?" I cry, tears falling down my cheeks.

"Well, I took you as you were leaving yesterday from the school and it is now morning about ten. I've waited all night for you to wake up. So almost 24 hours." We're both soaking wet from the shower spraying down on us so when he reaches for me I slip away, grabbing the door, yanking it open. He moves quickly, grabbing me around my waist. We are so wet that we slip and fall on the tile floor. Luckily he breaks my fall and I land on him instead of the floor. I grab around my belly hoping that my little guy is okay. He hauls us both up, walking through the bedroom. We're both naked as he continues across the hall into another room. He throws me onto the bed.

"Don't move." He grabs a belt out of the closet. He makes quick work tying my hands back up through the slates of the bed. I start thrashing my legs and screaming. He sits on the side of the bed allowing me to scream and thrash until I'm panting so hard I've worn myself out. I've screamed so much that when I try to tell him I need a drink nothing comes out. My throat is so raw, it feels like sandpaper. I'm so tired now that I close my eyes and drift to sleep dreaming of my Addy and Gavin at home.

I wake up to Bobby's finger moving back and forth between my legs. My muffled screams turn into whimpered moans. I close my eyes. My body begins accepting the pleasure while my head is protesting against it. "That’s it, baby, see, you missed me. Spread your legs more." I do as he continues to swipe up and down while stopping to rub against my aroused bud. He pulls his finger away to suck on it. I moan again, my body needing its release. I try to scream again and again as he begins to undress himself. "Keep screaming, sweetheart, no one can hear you. I told you we are far away from the city and no can hear us. I love hearing you scream. No one's here to hear you, not your daddy or your fucking boyfriend or even that other young prick that has been sniffing around my pretty little pussy." He starts to stroke himself. He grabs my hair and whips my head over pulling it over toward his now engorged penis.

"No, Bobby, don't do this," I whisper.

"I won't hurt this fucking beautiful body or your precious baby. But once I'm done, one else will want what's mine, especially not fucking Gavin. You'll come crawling back to me because let’s face it, you’re a very sexual person." As I begin to scream he shoves his cock into my mouth. "Suck me, baby and don't bite it ’cause if you do you won't like what I do." I begin to suck as he pumps in and out of my mouth. Why is this happening to me? I continue to cry. He groans. He rubs my nipples as he is fucking my mouth. I moan. I can't do this again, I bite down and he pops out of my mouth. "You fucking bitch." He slaps my face. "My turn," he says, crawling up between my legs. He lowers his head and begins licking and sucking me. I thrash, connecting my heel against the right shoulder. He grabs both legs pinning them down as he continues to eat me out. My body begins to climb and soon I'm moaning and moaning, completely sated from his violation to me. I feel ashamed and dirty. How can my body do this to Gavin? I love him.

He smiles as he wipes his face against my thigh. "That shit’s good." He rubs my belly. "You were always so fucking hot when you were pregnant." I continue to cry. "You hungry, baby?" He casually walks out the door butt naked returning with a bowl of what smells like vegetable soup. "Here, if I untie your arms will you be a good girl?"

"Yes, please. I'm starving." He places the hot bowl on my upper torso while he unties both my arms. "Thank you."

He helps me to sit up after removing the bowl. He hands it to me while climbing in bed behind me straddling my hips. I immediately start shoveling the soup down. As I'm eating he starts to stoke my sex. I'm so sensitive that it almost hurts. It's hard to eat while he does this but I manage because I'm so hungry. As I'm about done and I tip the bowl to drink the broth left in the bowl he tells me, "I put a very mild sedative to make you sleep, baby. I know you’re pregnant so according to research this small dosage should be fine."

"No, Bobby," I say as I begin to feel the effects of it as I relax against his chest. He takes the bowl and sits it on the side table.

"That's it, baby, relax." I start to close my eyes as I hear him scuffle in the table drawer. I can barely look around, my head is so heavy. He pushes my legs apart further. "You just bit my dick and it's a little sore. This is going to have to do for now." I feel something start buzzing as he pushes some object into me. I scream out, I'm so sore. "Relax, baby, I bought it for you. This is one of those vibrators, they said you'll love it." He continues fucking me with this thing, as he speeds it up. My soreness instantly turns to needing another release; I scream out the best my throat allows as I orgasm again. "Fuck, Paige, you are so easy to please." He moves from behind me lowering me down. I instantly pass out from the pleasure and drugs given to me.

The next time I wake I am shivering from the cool morning air. I realize I must have slept all day and night. I look over and he's sitting in a chair working on a computer. "Please, Bobby, let me go," I sob.

"You're up. Great, I was waiting for my dick to feel better from your little snip. I did tell you that I wanted to fuck my pussy. Here's some ice tea." He hands me a glass of tea. Without thinking I drain it.

I start to feel lightheaded again immediately. "You put more in my drink?"

"I have to, baby. You're more cooperative this way. I lie there and watch as he begins undressing again. He crawls up between my legs stroking his cock. I'm about to pass out again and I sense him about to push into me with his cock as the door is slammed open and a handful of police in swat uniforms surrounds the place. I scream to help me. Bobby looks from them and back to me as he slams inside me. I scream again as he's ripped from my body. Next thing I know I am covered up and being lifted onto a stretcher. I pass out as I'm wheeled out of the house.