TWENTY
EMBYR
Casen throws my naked body down onto the bed, my stomach hitting the soft sheets. He reaches his large hands around my waist and lifts me up, impaling me with his cock. I cry out in agonized pleasure as he fills me so completely. He pumps his hips into me, his fingernails biting into my skin. I’m so close to coming but I can’t seem to reach my orgasm.
“Marry me, Embyr.” He groans. It’s not a question. It’s a command. “Marry me.”
I try to open my mouth so I can answer him, but it won’t budge. My lips seem to be glued together.
“Tell me you’ll marry me and I’ll let you come, Annie.”
Annie?
My mind is spinning. My orgasm is out of reach, but I can’t answer him. I’m trying, but it’s not happening.
He flips me over, spreading my legs, and enters me with brutal force once again. His dark green eyes, with a hint of blue search mine. “Marry me before its too late…before I’m gone.”
My hands reach out for him, but he disappears in an instant. I sit up, searching the darkened room but he’s nowhere to be found.
“Casen!” I am finally able to scream. “Casen, come back!”
I run to the door, but it’s jammed shut. I’m trapped just as the room starts to fill with smoke. I hit my fists against the wood but no one is coming. Slinking down to the floor, I grab my knees and rock back and forth.
“Casen!” I cry out into the night.
My body starts to violently shake.
“Embyr!” Trinity yells. “Embyr, wake up!”
My eyes open and I’m startled awake. I scan my surroundings. I’m no longer on the floor in a smoke filled room. I’m in my bed, sweating underneath the covers.
“It was a dream,” I whisper.
Trinity is sitting beside me. “Yeah, a loud one. First I heard moaning, like the good kind. The kind where I thought you may have had a rebound fuck in here, but then I heard the screaming. The bad kind where I knew it was a nightmare and I needed to wake you up.”
Scooting back, I lean against the headboard of my bed. “Thank you. That was terrible.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asks, sliding up next to me.
“It was Casen. He was here, and we were having sex but he was withholding my orgasm until I agreed to marry him.” A laugh bubbles out of my throat at how insane that sounds.
Trin glides her fingers through my hair. “Are you sorry you broke up with him?”
I sigh, and I rest my chin on my knees. “It’s only been half a day but I regretted it the moment I said it. I want nothing more than to be with him, but it’s not like I didn’t think it through. I need to do this on my own, right? Figure my shit out and then maybe we can talk.”
“I don’t know, Em. There are only so many times you all can break up and make up before it becomes your go-to response. If you two really love each other then everything you are going through and everything he’s dealing with should be handled together. If that dream was real, and he asked you to marry him, would you say yes?”
My head falls back against the headboard. “I would have said yes in a heartbeat.”
“Then stop being so fucking scared. That man has seen you at your lowest. He’s seen you do your worst to him and still he promised not to give up. Why don’t you do the same? Don’t give up. Get through all this together, get married, and have the best looking fucking babies there are.”
I laugh. I love how Trin is always there for me. I’m so thankful to have found her. “What about you, Trin. Are you going to forgive Reece and be happy?”
A big part of me wants her to say no. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to be in the same room as Reece. With Trin living here, it would be hard to tell her she can’t have her boyfriend over. I want her to be happy, but I really don’t think Reece is who could do that. I’m hoping as my best friend she would see what he did to me and kick his ass to the curb forever.
She picks at some lint on my blanket. “No. I can’t. He made the decision to keep that video, send it to your job, and try to get Casen blamed. Not only is that fucking stupid, but it’s a felony. He’s over the age of eighteen sending out a video of a naked child. Even if you are grownup, it’s still very wrong on so many levels. Plus, I’ve noticed a shift in his personality since I met him, and I don’t like what I’ve seen. He seems capable of a lot of shady crap. He has this room in his house he won’t let me go into and he’s recently sold a lot of his shit. He won’t talk about it and his anger grows by the minute every day. It’s best to get out now before it becomes something I’m not equipped to handle.”
I wrap my arms around her. “I’m sorry. I want you to be happy.”
