EroticReverie

Lola

The way he laid me down, the way he insisted on getting a condom. Leaving for several minutes and then coming back and starting all over, kissing me slowly, deeply, passionately as he removed my towel and skimmed his hands all over my body, along with his mouth. The way he licked me slowly between my legs, kissing my most sensitive spot while licking and sucking softly. So fucking softly that I wanted to scream. The way it felt as he made me cum while having to hold back my sounds, the way he shook his head when I went to return the favor. The way he looked at me after rolling the condom on, the way he didn't just have sex with me. The way his eyes said it was more that "just sex" for him. The way he made me feel just by looking at me, moving slowly, filling me over and over, slow long strokes of his hips, soft groans and shared breaths. So this is what could have been. This is what I could have had. 

The way he held me in his arms afterward. The way he froze when I told him he should probably go, but then kissed the back of my head and left my bed and dressed quietly. The way he said goodnight while I kept my back turned because I couldnt look at him after dismissing him after what we just shared together. 

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I get Luca on the school bus, then drive to work. Trying to forget last night. Just sex, that's all it was. One time. One, great, amazing, perfect time. 

Forget it Lola. Just, forget it. 

I walk in the housekeepers entrance at the back of the estate, and make my way to the kitchen where I always wait until it's time to service Grant breakfast.

"You'll be with me today." Holly , one of the other housekeepers says. 

I cock my brow and laugh. But Holly smirks like she knows something I don't. 

"I always bring Mister Ellsworth his break-"

"Not today you don't." She smirks and gives me an up and down "oh how the mighty have fallen" look. 

I look to Astrid, the "keeper" of the house. Head housekeeper. Who hates my guts just as much as Hillary, his wife does. 

"I always bring him his breakfast." I say to Astrid who sniffs as if I stink, turning her nose up .

"Mr. Ellsworth himself, requested someone else bring him his meals for today." Astrid says turning and I just stand there, confused.

"Are you sure? Because I always -"

"Yes. We know what you ALWAYS do dear. But I supposed maybe he's tired of your specific..services. Perhaps he's decided you more useful off your knees , dear." 

My jaw drops. "Excuse me!?" 

Okay, she's not wrong. But how fucking DARE she. Holly fights a giggle and tips up her nose and grabs the sheet off the counter with the duties listed for her today.

Fuck this. It's not that I was against doing ACTUAL work, but what was going on, I've brought him his breakfast everyday for the past two fucking years! His lunch! His dinner! Anything he needed. It was ME that brought it to him. 

"I wouldnt do that dear." Astrid smirks. She says as I head for the door toward the dining hall. I scowl at her , looking back, as I push through, storming through the small room that seperates the kitchen from the dining hall where he eats. 

As I push through the door, I stop. He sits where he always does. At the head of the table, Hillary his wife nowhere to be found. His breakfast plate half eaten, his head back, but lifting as I walk in. 

"Continue." He says to the head that lifts from his lap. His hand pressing down a head full of blonde hair. I glare at the eyes of a girl my age looking at me, before her head is pushed back into his lap. My eyes shoot to his, my jaw clenching, and I don't say a damn thing. My eyes fill with tears. He just smiles, cocks his head and mocks me with a pout on his face.

"Something wrong Miss Lopez?" He asks and tears fall down my cheeks. Angry ones. Confused ones. Hurt ones. 

He groans and looks down.

"that's wonderful, ungh you really know how to suck a man don't you princess?" He says, stroking her hair. 

"mm, that's it, yeah, think i'll keep you around" he smiles down at her head bobbing in his lap where the wet sucking sounds of her moaning mouth come from.

I turn, leaving the room. Astrid has a wicked grin.

"Something wrong dear?" She asks. I just glare at her. Willing my tears to stop as I clench my jaw. Holly is smirking, standing there still. I walk over, snatch the list from her and get to work. 

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I don't see him the rest of the day, and I'm on the second floor of the east wing, vaccuming the rugs in all the rooms, finishing up for the day. Stewing in my fucking anger when I see movement. Turning my head, to find him standing there to the side of the random bedroom nobody uses. I kill the vaccuum as I look at him.

My jaw is tight, my lips just as tight as I stare at him. Not saying a damn word. 

He shuts the door, walks over just stares at me.

"So that's it?" I ask. "We're done?" 

His brow lifts slightly and his hand lifts, and I expect it to slide onto my cheek, but instead he grabs my throat. I suck in a breath, it's not hard, but it's firm.

"You knew the rules." he says and his hands slide up and his thumb pushes harshly along my jaw line and then up over my lower lip, dragging his thumb over it hard and I just blink at him. There's no way he could know I was with Cortez. It was one god damn night. One time. 

"And you broke them." He says, his lips snarling slightly and I shake my head slightly. 

"I didnt br-"

His grab my jaw now. Harder than the hold he had on my throat.

"And now you want to fucking lie to me?" He asks and I wince as his grip gets even harder.

"Tell me Lola, was it worth it?" He snarls and then backs me up to the bed as I whimper. 

"you're hurting m-" 

"WAS IT ..WORTH IT?" he growls and then slaps me. 

Tears fill my eyes and my face is grabbed again by my jaw as the tears slip and my lower lip trembles.

"Was being his whore worth it?" He asks. 

I just stare at him. Crying. Trembling. Shaking.

"When your brother doesnt have enough to eat, when you have to decide between paying the rent or your mothers caretaker, I hope his cock made it fucking worth it." He snarls and then pushes my fucking face away and then pushes me onto the bed, taking off his belt, pulling it out of his belt loops. 

I dont know how he fucking knew, and the fact he did, was slightly terrifying. How the hell could he know? 

"please" I cry.

"PLEASE WHAT?" He growls. 

"Im s-sorry" I cry as he undoes his pants.

"Are you sorry because you want my fucking money, or sorry because you were unfaithful to me?" He growls. 

"both" I cry, honestly. 

He snarls and then undoes his shirt, stripping himself down and then is ontop of me, grabbing me from under my back and pulling me further onto the bed, forcing my legs apart and then grabbing my panties that HE bought, ripping them off me and I scream as the fabric burns my skin before snapping and tearing. 

My body jolts a second later as he thrusts into me hard. 

He grunts loudly as I scream. Im not even wet, but he thrusts again, hard and mean. 

"Was he WORTH IT?" He growls and I shake my head. 

Was anyone worth my mothers well being, or my brothers? No. 

"no" I cry.

"I should send you home, and tell you to never fucking return to me" he growls and I cry. 

Because he couldnt. I needed this job, the money, the sex. Him. Because even though he's a bastard, I've been with this bastard for two years. I had feelings for him, complicated ones, but feelings, regardless of what they were or what they meant. 

He pulls out spits in his hand and strokes his dick and groans when he pushes his cock back inside of me. 

"At least you were a good enough girl to make him go get a condom." He groans.

"A good enough girl to send him home, tell me Lola, did he feel as good as I do inside of you?" He growls. 

I shake my head. Better. He felt better. He was sweeter, softer, kinder. Better. So much better. 

"No he wasnt was he, because this...isnt for him...this isnt his...it's mine...this fucking cunt belongs to me..YOU belong to me" he says and then grabs my throat and slams deeper as my back arches. 

"if you ever let another man so much as get too fucking close to you, you're done...do you understand?" He growls and I nod with tears in my eyes. 

"Im the one that can give you everything you fucking need, you remember that when you think about letting some poor, low class, fucking bastard between your fucking legs, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" he asks and smacks me again after i nod. 

"making me fucking hit you" he growls, then slams his mouth to mine and groans. 

"You're mine" he growls and then pulls me ontop of him as he moves to his back. 

I do what im expected to, riding him as he looks up at me, grunting and snarling as he watches me cry while fucking him

"Dont make me fucking hit you again, do you understand?" 

I nod. 

He grabs me and pulls me down and kisses and then is wrapping his arm around me, clutching my hair and kissing me deep.

I swore i'd never let a man hit me and get away with it. So why was I truly sorry for what Id done? Why did I feel like I deserved it? Why did I still have feelings for a man that just struck me twice, and threatened to do it again if I didnt follow his rules?  I supposed it's a side effect of being the mistress to a man for two years, to a man that made you his mistress at fifteen years old and has given your family all they need to get by. No more. No less. He knows exactly what he's doing. Keeping me hanging on by giving me just enough to get by. No room to save enough money, to ever be able to go elsewhere, or save up so I didnt have to whore myself out to my boss. 

"I'll never do it again" I pant as he holds me fiercely, like his clinging to me, to keep me, holding onto me like Im more than the whore he made me into. 

"you better not" he groans. 

"i promise" i pant. "i wont, i wont, im sorry, im yours" 

He groans with approval, and then rolls us over, and he's ontop again , looking down at me as he thrusts into me. 

"Did watching that girl suck my cock make you jealous?" He groans. 

"Yes" I answer without hesitation, because...it had. 

"Good." he grunts and then fucks me harder, my back bowing off the bed.

"I dont want her taking my place" I whimper. 

"She wont. She couldnt. Nobody can." he growls, and kisses me hard again, breathing hot and hard against my mouth. 

"Nobody will ever take your fucking place" he grunts and then pulls me up, so Im on his lap , bouncing on it as he holds me, my hands on his face, kissing him. Doing what I have to do, and also...what I want to do. Grinding him, kissing him, moaning his name on his mouth and begging for him to cum inside of me until my pussy is full, flooded and throbbing. He collapses us to the bed, holding me in his arms.

"Tonight..you stay here...with me" he says.

"My brother needs-"

"Shh" he hushes me and I shut up.

"It's taken care of." he says.

"what does that mean?" I ask. 

"It means your mother and brother will be fine without you for one night." 

"Or is that too much to fucking ask? Do you only give your nights to OTHER men?" 

I flinch. 

"no. i...it's not too much. I was just worried about them" I say. 

His hand grabs my chin, I lift my eyes to him. 

"Dont hurt me ever again." He says, and I swallow. I was unaware that I even could until today. I nod. 

"You're lucky I dont fucking kill that-"

"Dont" I say shaking my head. 

His jaw ticks.

"Do you love him?" he asks angrily and I know the answer I need to give.

"no, it was...just..i dont know why I did it...im sorry." I say. 

He studies me. 

"what about me?" He asks and I swallow. 

 I blink once and then nod.

"of course i do" I say softly. I see the fierce gaze of his relax. 

"say it then, say it to me" he says and then holds my cheek, and look him in the eyes.

"I love you." I whisper. His eyes on my mouth and he takes a deep breath and exhales.

"I love you." He says back and my throat tightens. did he though? or did he just like having control of me and knowing his bank account kept me in line for him along with the confusing feelings I had for him.

"If you ever let him touch you again. He's a dead man , Lola." he says and I know it's not an empty threat. I nod.

"I know." I whisper. 

He kisses me, pulling my mouth to his with a groan.

"now get down there and suck my cock" he says, pushing my head down.