WEAK Part Three: A Thornhill Road Romance (7 page)

"This is nowhere near the end." He growled.
"I need to see you first." His voice cracked mid-syllable as he
pushed back to look at me full on. "Now I know why I haven't been
able to stop thinking about you since you sent me that damn text.
This is what I've been looking for my whole life - the dirty little
bitch who started it all."

He grabbed my legs and then stood up, raising
me up from the shower floor before sliding my naked body down his
wet, rock hard chest and abdomen and then all the way down to his
still captive erection.

I moaned every inch of the way.

I was being dry and wet fucked at the same
time.

I pushed myself from him, got to my knees and
began furiously undoing the buttons to release his cock.

This was it. I was going to blow his
mind.

A promise is a promise.

In frustration I ripped the buttons apart and
tore at his briefs to release him. The thing sprang out and I
devoured it. His groans of pain and pleasure spurred me on to go
further, deeper, harder.

He grabbed my head, trying to control me but
I didn’t let up. I wanted him to blow all over me. I wanted that
power over him, just him, that dirty little boy all grown up now
into a big, God-awful sexy, horny man. I owned him back then and I
would own him again now - we just needed a little time to establish
that.

"Victoria, fuck, that's so damn good, but
we've got to stop."

No way.

No fucking way.

I worked harder, squeezing his straining
balls in my left hand, working his shaft with my right. I'd never
wanted to do it so much for anyone before. Sure I had blown
boyfriends in the past, but it had always felt like doing a favor.
I had never wanted to see a guy lose it so much as this and I was
getting more excited all the time myself with streams and eddies of
hot water running down between my legs, pouring through my inner
thighs, streaming across my naked pussy.

I worked harder and felt him begin to shudder
and thrust under the force of the barrage I was subjecting him
to.

"Oh fuck, I've wanted to do this for so
long." He grunted. Every part of me wanted him to fall apart and
come all over me but he grabbed my wrists and dragged me up again.
"Not here." He rasped. "Not yet." He hoisted me up over his
shoulder and left the shower, kicking off his pants on the way to
the big kidney shaped bath on the other side of the bathroom.

I entered the water with a splash that sent
waves of bubbles spilling out all over the floor. It was already
filled, still warm and covered with rose petals, surrounded by
candles. In the heat of the chase from the main suite I hadn't
noticed a thing.

Everything had been prepared.

Prepared for me to be fucked.

He lowered himself into the water and then
disappeared below the surface. His strong hands took me from below
and pulled the last strips of clothing from me.

When he came up for air I smacked him across
the face, popping his eyes wide open.

"Was I such a fucking sure thing?" I hissed
at him.

"A sure thing?"

"Right down to the room you would fuck me in?
Here in the bathroom covered in rose petals?"

"There are petals in the bedroom too - just
in case. You were never a sure thing Victoria - you still
aren't."

"You flew half way across the country just so
you could
have
me. You planned to fuck me all along."

He was close to me in the water, leaning over
me, his hands either side of my hips with rose petals bobbing up
and down everywhere around us.

"Again." He corrected me. "I planned all
along to fuck you
again
." He put one hand between my legs
but I clamped them shut around his thick wrist.

"You must think I'm the dumbest, easiest lay
in the world."

"Are you kidding me? I've never put so much
work into anything in my life before and I still don't have what I
want from you."

He leaned in close to kiss me but I blocked
him. My hand looked so small on his huge chest.

"You've already had me Medici, you watched me
strip, took my lingerie home with you, fucked me in an elevator and
then in my boyfriends bar. So tell what the hell it is you want
from me that you haven’t already had?"

"I'll do better than that Victoria Price -
I'll show you. But not before I fuck you right here in this bathtub
up to your pretty neck in rose petals and not before we deal with
your weasel of an ex-boyfriend. Now lay back and take it like a
woman - for once in your stupid, cantankerous, ass-backwards
life."

I didn’t move an inch. I didn’t have to. He
freed his hand from between my legs, lifted me from the water by my
hips and then settled me right down onto that massive cock of
his.

I have never screamed so loud in all my
life….

Chapter
Twenty-Five

We were so nearly there.

Victoria was sitting next to me in the
rental, parked outside Will's sports bar.

After we blew each other's minds in the
bathtub we found new clothes to wear that still had buttons left on
them and I told Vicky my plan. She insisted on toning it down so as
not to humiliate her ex too much, why I don’t know, but she was on
board for everything else. I couldn't wait.

"Are you ready for this?" I asked her. I
didn’t think she could have looked more beautiful than she already
had, stripped half naked in the bathroom with her mind-fuck
stockings and garters on, but believe me, I was totally wrong. Post
love making and multiple screaming orgasm, the woman looked better
than ever - glowing, radiant and above all, so totally ready to be
fucked again as soon as possible. I had another plan for that but I
hadn't shared it with her yet.

"I am so, so,
so
ready for this." She
said, holding up the mini-cam I'd given her, already running.
"Let's do it."

I kissed her and got out of the car. That
little kiss was so sweet to me - so weird, but so damn sweet. One
kiss like that with her was better than all the one night stands
I'd ever had over the years. I reached for her hand as we walked
inside as though it were the most natural thing in the world and
she accepted it.

I was like a little kid in love again.

Will Hyde obviously, wasn't quite so thrilled
about the new 'us'.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He
shouted as soon as we got inside the door. He jumped over the
counter to come get me. "Get the hell out of my bar."

"Go ahead Will, do something stupid." I said.
I half wanted him to. "We'll get it all on camera. Isn’t that right
Victoria?"

He saw the camera she was holding and it was
enough to halt him. He turned to her like a whining puppy dog.

"Vicky, please, don’t do this to me. Don’t do
this to
us
. You have to let me explain."

She turned to one of the handful of
regulars.

"Tom, can you handle the bar for couple of
minutes? This won’t take long."

The guy looked at Will who nodded his
agreement and then we all filed out into the back room. I shut the
door behind us while Will glared at me like I was the devil
incarnate. Why is it that nobody ever thinks they're the bad guy,
not even when they've ripped off their ex-girlfriend's
multi-million dollar invention.

"Do we need this jerk off here with us?" He
said.

I had damn near fucked his girlfriend in this
bar -
his
bar - the guy-who-doesn't-get-the-girl's bar,
earlier that day. Of course he was sore about my being there and
the punk deserved it. He could make all the noise he wanted but
there was only one way this thing was going to go whether he knew
it or not.

"Sit down Will and shut up." I said. "I have
documents for you to sign before you call up your buddy Jeb and
tell him to drop all charges."

"Is that what this is about Medici? You
having your grand theft auto charge dropped? Forget about it.
Commit the crime, you do the time. Applies to rich and poor just
the same. One of the great things about this country of ours."

"I agree entirely Will, which is why I want
you to read this." I threw the pack of documents on the table,
pulled up a chair and sat down. Victoria took a seat next to
me.

"Read it Will." She told him. "We're being
nice to you. You have a chance here to not be an asshole and come
out of this without losing everything you own." She stared at him.
"Don’t blow it."

He sat down and snatched up the documents. It
didn't take him long to realize what they were. When he did he
flung them back down on the table.

"You'll never make any of this stick. I
didn’t do anything wrong. Your father added me to the list of
patent holders on your Life Defender project and he agreed that it
was time to sell it. I did it for us as well as them Vicky, you
have to see that."

She looked like she wanted to nail his balls
to the wall. I wouldn’t have stopped her if she had.

"Why didn't you just ask me Will? I don’t get
why you didn’t just pick up the phone and call. And why did you
pick the Life Defender? It's my biggest project, the one I put the
most time and money into. Couldn't you have picked something I
didn’t care about so much to fund your bar?"

"I'm your ex Vicky. For Christ's sake, you
don’t answer my texts or calls half the time. You make me feel like
a stalker. I couldn’t call you and I know you won’t ever believe
me, but trust me, I picked the Life Defender out at random. Your
father showed me so many of your ideas and none of them have ever
made a dime between them. I thought this was just another one of
your screwball notions that would end up rotting in your parents'
loft so I decided to make at least back a few bucks back on it by
offloading it to the highest bidder."

"Another one of my screwball notions? A few
bucks? Offloading to the highest bidder…." She was livid, boiling
with silent rage.

Of course she was.

The knuckle-head clearly had no idea how
insulting he was being to her creative talent; the single most
important thing to anyone whose talent it is to bring new ideas
into the world. The stupid clown really had no idea.

"I didn’t mean it like that Vicky--"

"Shut up Will. It doesn’t matter anymore, if
it ever really did. What you think about my work is irrelevant.
Medici Investments is willing to take a chance on me so that's all
that counts."

Will's face changed. In an instant he went
from supplicating and begging forgiveness to sulky defiance.

"Okay. I get it Victoria, it's all pretty
clear now, but let me just clarify so I'm sure I have it all
straight in my head. When you needed a job tending bar and a place
to stay you were happy to fuck me in my own bed. Now that you need
funding for your stupid little toy, obviously it makes more sense
to fuck the rich guy wherever the hell he wants to."

I reached over the table and grabbed his
shirt in my hand. I was ready to spread his nose into his
eye-sockets but Vicky grabbed my arm.

"Don’t waste time Vincent." She shouted at
me. "He's not worth it. He deserves it, but he's sure not worth it.
Just tell him, in short words, what the deal is and why he's going
to do exactly what we tell him to do."

I jerked him back into his seat. She was
right of course. Assaulting him wouldn't make things any easier and
would only detract from what we were about to do to him.

"You're a pussy Medici." He sneered at me.
"Just like I knew you were."

This was going to be sweet.

"Listen carefully William, my legal team is
always very clear on full disclosure prior to entering into any
agreement, particularly one as lucrative as this. You did not
provide full disclosure and therefore we will be suing aggressively
to have our fifty thousand dollars returned, plus damages, plus
legal costs."

"Bring it on Manhattan." He sat back and
smiled - small change trying to act like big bucks.

"The case could drag on for years, but trust
me, I won't lose any sleep over it because I know that win or lose,
I won’t have anything to do with the process other than the
briefest of court appearances, if even that. And as for the money?
Well frankly, it's petty cash. You on the other hand, will be
intimately involved in everything that takes place and by the time
you have exhausted all legal avenues, gone flat broke, more than
likely lost this dive you call a business and become accustomed to
sleeping in your car, I will have long since moved on to other
projects that will continue to make me and my corporation billions
in profits."

I was deadly serious. He tried to keep on
smiling but he knew I meant every word of it. The pathetic veneer
of bravado wouldn’t last much longer.

"Victoria meanwhile, will have developed
dozens of other patents by then, all of them bigger, better, more
advanced and more profitable than her Life Defender."

The sneer was still pinned on his face but it
was hanging by a thread.

"Are you beginning to understand me
Will?"

He took a hard swallow and at last nodded his
head. I was almost disappointed. He had chosen the smart option but
either way I would have come out on top. I learned a long time ago
that only money could do that for you and it was one of the reasons
I enjoyed having so much of it.

I took out my Mont Blanc ballpoint and handed
it to him.

"I take it you're ready to sign." I said.

"Sign what?"

Victoria bristled visibly.

"Sign my patent back over to me and renounce
all claim to it you knucklehead."

She was obviously enjoying this part. She
deserved to.

"What about the fifty thousand bucks?" He
said nervously.

"Consider it a gift." I said. "In return for
neither of us ever having to see your weasely little face
again."