The Unconventional Mistress

“I think your nothing just arrived.”

“What?” I looked around just as Jonas reached us and snatched my hand from dad’s. I was too shocked to respond even when he started dragging me away.

Dad for what must be the first time in his life didn’t interfere. Just stood there with this half smile on his face. What the hell was that about?

“Who the fuck is that old man? Are you fucking kidding me?” My mind finally cleared enough for me to realize what danger I was in from the fire breathing dragon.

“That…” Before I could get the words out dad was there tapping Jonas on the shoulder.

“You must be Sutton. Hello son, the name’s George Sellers, her father.”

“Her father? So that’s why I couldn’t find anything on her under the name Parsons, you’ve been protecting her.”

“So you recognize my name I see.”

“Of course.”

Hello? Lady on the brink of a heart attack here. Those two started talking like long lost friends. Rich people, ugh. Then I heard. “If you’ll excuse us, I have something to discuss with your daughter. This might take a while, why don’t we plan to meet for dinner later, I’ll have my secretary make the reservations.”

“That sounds fine, as long as my kid is in one piece when you’re done having this conversation.

“Maybe, I’m not making any promises. Get in the car you.”

Just what the hell is going on? Was dad whistling when he walked back to his car? I didn’t have long to think about that because as soon as the door closed behind us I found myself once again faced with a wild man.

“Did I hurt you is that it?”

“What do you mean?” There was no escaping his anger locked away in the back of the car as I was.

“When we fucked, did…I…hurt you? Is that why you sent me this?” He held up the phone with the dreaded text.

“No, that’s not…”

“Pick your head up and look at me you infuriating female.”

“Why are you so angry? Isn’t that what you wanted? To be rid of me? This way you didn’t have to do the dirty work yourself.”

“When did I ever say that to you?”

“You don’t have to say it, your mom made it abundantly clear.”

“My mother does not make my decisions for me no matter how she may think so.”

“Still, there’s no point in prolonging this…this…relationship, because we both know it’s not going anywhere.”

“Oh you think so do you.” Before I knew what he was going to do, another dress was torn and I was lying flat on my back with one of his knees between my spread thighs.

He fought with his zipper and released the monster. And before I could say yeah or nay I felt him there. Right where I missed him most, where I never thought he’d be again.

I was so happy, it didn’t matter that my body was nowhere near ready to take all of him, but that changed when he ripped my bra and pulled my nipple into his mouth.

By the time he thrust into my body the fifth or sixth time, I was ready to explode. I forgot about his mom, my dad, and everything else outside the moving car as he awakened me once more, the way only he knows how.

He wasn’t being gentle this time either and I wondered how often I could piss him off in the future just so he would take me this way. Oh yeah, I see a lot of misbehaving in my future.

“You’re not going anywhere, you’re not leaving me. You’re the first woman I ever took home to my mother and even though she mucked that up, that doesn’t change the reasoning behind it.”

“When a man invites you into his home, into his bed, and makes room for you in his bathroom you don’t repay him by sending him shit like that, you little coward.”

How was he still talking? I had no breath left to even whimper. He was still hard and full inside me with no sign of letting up anytime soon. I thought it best to err on the side of caution since the look in his eyes said he was two seconds away from wringing my neck.

“Say something damn you.”

“What do you want me to say? I thought I was giving you what you wanted.”

“I didn’t ask you little fool.” There was something warm and dangerous unfurling in my tummy because of the look in his eyes.

I didn’t get the chance to decipher just what that may be because he chose that moment to lower his head and take my lips while between my thighs became a raging inferno of lust. Dare I trust that look? Dare I let myself believe?

Whether I believed or not, he took me back to his place. We got there just minutes after he came inside me. After he had to cover me with the jacket of his expensive suit once again.