“Never try to hide your body from me, Annie. You gave it to me in here today. I’ll take care of it. It’s mine—you are mine now.”
“Sabre, what just happened in here…”
“Sealed your fate,” I tell her, stopping whatever she was about to say. I bend down and kiss her hard, my tongue owning her mouth. When she starts to pull me closer to her, her nails biting into my back, I pull away.
“Oh, it also did one other thing,” I tell her, opening the door to her bedroom.
“What’s that?” She asks me, and I notice she has covered up again. I figure I might as well teach her a lesson now. I leave the door open and walk back to her. I flip her over on the bed quickly, making sure not to hurt her. The open palm of my hand connects with her ass three times, in quick succession. She squeals, but by the third time, her ass is pushing up—needing more. I reach under her to hold her warm, wet * against my hand.
“I said, not to cover yourself up. Didn’t you hear me, Peaches?”
“I…I thought you were leaving,” she gasps. I lift her ass using the hold I have on her * and bend down so I can bite her ass and suck on the skin. I want my mark on it. Hell, I’m going to tattoo my name all over her body.
“I hadn’t left yet. For your punishment, do not wear panties when you come back to the kitchen.”
“What? But, Sabre!”
I still have one hand wrapped around her * and feel the liquid heat there. I use my other one to push my thumb against the small rosette of her ass. She gasps and tightens up. I’m pretty sure she’s a virgin, she’s too damn tight and closed up to be anything else, but she doesn’t tell me to stop. Mine.
“Do you want me to make you come again, later?” I wait for her answer, continuing to play with her ass. When she nods her head yes, I let her * go slowly, dragging one finger in the cleft between the lips and lowering her back on the bed.
“Then don’t wear your panties,” I order getting ready to leave again. I decide not to wash up. Let the bastards smell her on me. I like that thought. I’m almost out the door when her voice stops me.
“What was the other thing you were going to tell me?” She asks.
I look around and she’s not hiding. She’s still lying on her stomach, and not making an effort to cover up. I take it as a small victory.
“I’ve decided to let the nickname of Peaches stand,” I tell her with a grin.
“Peaches? You didn’t like them calling me that?”
“No, I didn’t like them naming my woman, but I’ve decided to let it stand.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m the only one who knows that you really are juicy and taste like peaches. Those other dumb fucks are just talking out of their ass.”
She inhales at my answer, her eyes round.
“Remember, Peaches, no panties,” I order, and then close the door with a smile.
Chapter 8
Annie
What did I just do? When can I do it again?
He closes the door and I bury my head into the mattress. I can’t believe I just did that and with a man I don’t even know! Except it doesn’t feel like we’re strangers. I roll over on my back, dragging the comforter over me and stare up at the ceiling. What am I doing here?
My father is an evangelical preacher. An extremely devout one. He used to beat me until I couldn’t sit down or lie on my back from the punishment I received. There are thin spiderweb-like scars on my lower back and side from the belt he used. Sabre either didn’t take time to notice them, or he didn’t really care about them. I’m hoping it’s the latter. Having Sabre and the men here would send my father into a rage. If he knew what I did with Sabre, he would kill us both. In my father’s eyes, what Sabre and I did would be sinning and reveling in our fall from grace. It would be in direct violation of God’s commandments.
My stomach lurches at the reminder of my father. He is in Illinois, and his teachings have never been my beliefs. What kind of God would find it okay for a father to use a belt on his eight-year-old daughter because the boy next door held her hand on the way home from school? What kind of God would condone a man who cut all his daughter’s hair off because he thought she was using it to lure boys into her bed?
I tap down those memories. I got away. I moved to Kentucky. I no longer have to live in fear. Admittedly, it only happened because I got a job offer here and my father’s brother lives in the same town so he can report back to my father. Carl can never know about Sabre. Ever.