Wrench

24 - Have I lost my mind?

Elie

I stroke Wrench’s face as he looks me in the eye. I know I hurt him with what I did, and the Lord knows I’m sorry. Nothing I ever do will make up for any of it. I was stupid.

But did he really need to beat my ass like that?

I swear, I will not be able to sit down for weeks!

“Nothing I did was meant to hurt you. I was stupid, Wrench. What I did was stupid, and I lost you. However, I meant it then, and I mean it now, I love you so much.”

His eyes scan mine wildly. “You expect me to believe you? You used me, Elisha.”

“That’s how it started, yes.” He huffs, and I cringe, but I won’t let him cut me off. “I was told Cindy was my mother, Wrench. I thought she died because of Hammer... because he didn’t protect her. When you told me their story,” His eyes widen. He thinks I’m blaming him for this when I’m not. Not at all. “Please just listen to me.”

“Hurry the fuc.k up!” Wrench barks while folding his massive arms across his even bigger chest. I used to drool over that chest, so full of muscle, and all mine.

I blink once, swallow hard, and cough discretely. “Ever since I found out I was adopted, all I wanted was to find my mother. All I had was a letter signed with the initial C. I also had the surname Harmon and the name of this town. It wasn’t much to go on, but enough to lead me here.

“When I got here and I found out she was dead, it cut me up. When I asked the lady in the ice cream parlor if she knew anyone by the surname Harmon, she told me about Cindy. She told me how Cindy died, and it broke my heart. The woman never mentioned Coral, so of course, I thought Cindy was my mother. I didn’t look past her name on the headstone. Maybe if I had, I would have seen her birth date.

“My heart was broken, Wrench. I wanted revenge for what I believed happened to the mother I had longed for all my life. I felt like my future had been stolen from me.

“You were there, and yes, I thought I could use you to get to Hammer. I wanted to hurt him. I wanted him dead. Then I met him and his family, and I heard the way everyone talked about Cindy, and I knew she meant everything to him. I didn’t want him dead, but I wanted him to hurt the way I hurt. That’s why I paid to have him hurt in ways that would mean he’d never walk again.”

Wrench stares at me, but he says nothing.

“When I started spending more time with you, with everyone here, things didn’t seem so bad. It didn’t seem to me that anyone here would have let Cindy die without at least trying to fight to save her. You and I were getting closer, and then Coral told me the truth about who she was and who Cindy was to me, and I felt like such a fool for thinking Cindy was my mom.

“I knew then I couldn’t let Hammer suffer in any way. But it was too late, I’d already asked Nova to help me, and she pretty much told me it was too late.” My heart is pounding in my throat. I feel like I’m going to throw up!

“I tried to stop it, Wrench. I tried because I didn’t want revenge anymore. I tried because all I wanted was you. You changed my life.”

He rolls his eyes In disbelief. However, it’s the truth; he changed everything about me. My whole outlook on life. He showed me how to be a little reckless, a little wild, a whole lot free.

“You stole my heart, Dominic.” I swallow hard. He told me not to use his given name again, and his wide eyes tell me I shouldn’t have said that. “I didn’t mean to fall in love with you. I thought I could use you for the information I needed, get the job done, and then walk away from you, but I couldn’t.”

I reach out my hand to touch his arm, but he pulls away before I can. That hurts so much. My nose burns, and my eyes prick with tears. I won’t cry anymore. I won’t.

“I’m so sorry for what I did. Please believe me when I tell you that my love for you was never a lie.”

Wrench holds my gaze for what seems like an age. I’m nervous, scared, and strangely turned on.

Why would I be turned on when he hates me the way he does?

Why would I have such feelings after what that pig did to me in that room?

Is there something wrong with me?

“Come here.” He says without moving a muscle. Nervously, I walk toward him, stopping right in front of him. “You’re sorry, Elisha?”

I nod my head yes.

Wrench leans into me so closely that my eyes close on me. I can smell his aftershave. God, I’ve missed being this close to him.

“Prove it,” He whispers in my ear, his voice sending chills down my spine. “Get on your knees.”

I don’t break eye contact with him as I get to my knee. I can’t; there’s something about his eyes that has me captivated.

Wrench unzips his jeans and releases his hard coc.k. I know at this moment that pig hasn’t ruined me; he didn’t take my sexuality from me. I still want Wrench as much as I ever did. He wants me, too. He would not be this hard if he didn’t.

Would he?

Or is this some perverted way of controlling me?

“Prove how sorry you are. You want this big thick coc.k in your mouth, don’t you?”

I nod and lick my lips while Wrench slaps his coc.k against my cheek, drawing a deep groan from my throat.

He chuckles to himself. “That’s right, princess, open up.” I lick the tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cu.m. He hisses and slides his hands into my hair on either side of my head. “Take it deep, Princess. Suck me just the way I taught you.”

Yes, I know just how he likes it, and right now, I’ll do anything to be near him. Which is sick in a way because he’s treating me like shi.t, degrading me, and I’m getting off on it.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Drawing him deep into my mouth, he moans and thrusts harder, fuckin.g my face as if he were fuckin.g my puss.y — God, how I have missed him fuckin.g me. Wrench makes me forget the bad things and makes everything seem so much better. I love him; no matter how much he hates me, I will always love him. No one who comes after him will ever measure up to him.

Wrench grunts as I flatten my tongue on the underside of his massive coc.k, licking, sucking. His head falls back as he holds mine still. I thought for a second that he would cu.m in my mouth, but he pulls out of my mouth quickly and drags me to my feet.

“I wanted to punish you,” He says against my mouth. “But I want to be inside of you more.”

I’m nervous after what happened in that room with that monster, but this is Wrench, and I know he wants to hurt me, but it’s not the same thing. Behind all of this anger, he’s holding onto there is love. He loves me. I know he does.

“Tell me you want that, Elie.”

He asked me. He’s not taking it from me; he wants my permission first. That’s how I know he doesn’t really want to hurt me.

I might still be hurting inside from what happened to me, but this is the man I love, and he can take it all away. I know he can.

“I want that.” I manage to get out before he has me pinned to the wall, my dress around my waist, my thong shredded and thrown on the floor beside him, and his coc.k so deep inside of me, I feel like it’s coming out of my fuckin.g throat!

I can’t breathe. He’s never fucke.d me like this before. I’m so wet I can feel it all over myself.

“Wrench...” I moan so loudly I know if there’s anyone in the hallway outside, they’ll hear me, but I don’t care. I’ve missed him so much.

He holds my thighs apart, pushing them toward my chest, and this position is uncomfortable, but it forces his coc.k deeper into me. God, I’m going to cu.m, I know I won’t be able to stop it.

“That’s it, princess, fuc.k me back like the little whor.e you are.”

Oh, fuc.k! I love it when he talks to me like that. I never thought being spoken to like that would turn me on so much, but it does. If he were anyone else, I would hate this. The way I hated when... No, I will not think about him right now!

“I can feel your little puss.y getting tighter. You’re about to cu.m for me.” He bites down on my nippl.e through my dress, and I scream his name. He bites down again, and I cu.m so fuckin.g hard I see stars!

I’m vaguely aware that I’m now naked and on all fours at the edge of his bed. God knows when this happened. I came so hard I blacked out for a while there.

“Wrench,” I groan as he yanks on my long hair, wrapping it around his hand and pulling my head back. My ass is in the air; his fingers are toying with my puss.y, and there’s so much sensation flowing through my body right now that I feel like I’m somewhere in space.

“What do you want, princess?” His tone is mocking. He thinks I won’t tell him what I want, but I need him to take me out of my head. I need Wrench to make me forget. I need him to take away the hell that pig put me through.

“Fuc.k me. Please, fuc.k me. I need to feel your big thick coc.k deep inside me.”

Wrench bites down on my shoulder, making my body shudder in pleasure. “I’m gonna cu.m so fuckin.g deep inside of your puss.y.”

“Yes! Yes, cu.m inside of me. Give it to me, please!”

He’s only ever cu.m inside of me once. We were lost in the moment, and he asked if it was okay, and as I was on the pill, I let him. I can let him cu.m inside of me now without worrying I’ve got something he can catch. I had myself checked out, and I don’t have any STIs, thank God.

Wrench thrusts into me so hard and fast that not only am I cumming on the third thrust, he’s cumming so deep inside of me that I can feel it in my chest.

He pulls out of me sharply, making me wince. He then pulls me down onto the bed with him. My muscles are screaming in protest and throbbing from the workout they’ve been given.

I look at the ceiling. Wrench is lying beside me on his left side, and I know he’s looking at me, but I won’t look at him yet.

“Don’t, for one second, think this means I’ve forgiven you.”

I don’t say anything in response to his harsh words; I just keep looking up, willing myself not to cry. He used me the way he believes I used him, and that hurts. I have no one to blame because I let him. Now I feel as dirty as I did that day in that room.

“As far as this club and its members are concerned, you’re my Old Lady. It’s the only way for me to keep you safe.”

“No, thank you.”

“It wasn’t a request!”

I close my eyes for a second. I stupidly thought we’d be okay now, but he just made me like the nothing I already believed myself to be.

Wrench grabs my face in his hand and turns me to look at him. “You belong to me. Right?”

I nod.

What the fuc.k else am I meant to do?

I love him and just want to be near him, so I’ll do whatever I must to make that happen. No matter how much he hates me.

No matter how stupid, that makes me look to others.

No matter how weak or pathetic.

I won’t let him treat me like this forever. I’ll let him get his anger out, but there will come a day when enough is enough.

I love him, but I’m no man’s doormat.

I did this to myself, I know that, but do I deserve to be treated like crap forever?

He has to forgive me soon. Right?

I’m not sure what will happen between us in the long run. I’m terrified that he’ll use me up and then walk away.

I’m scared that he’ll never forgive me.