Marrying my high school bully

Chapter 70

Lorraine

I opted for the former and chased after him. Luckily I was able to stop him before he left the condo.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Come on, Dexter. Allow me to explain. It’s not what you think.”

He scoffed, propping his arms against his waist. “That’s the cliche line people use after hurting others intentionally.” He accused me without remorse. “I woke up this morning and found out you were gone. I searched everywhere for you including Arnold’s house, and he told me that he had no idea of where you could be. He even told me that you have never been to his house before.”

I raked through my hair in frustration. This wasn’t how I wanted things to go. “Everything he told you was the truth.” I debated angrily, unsure of what to do next. “After I saw that skank grinding you at the club, I couldn’t just take it. So I asked Bumpy for his address. He was the one who encouraged me to come back home.” I spat back, my voice taking a higher pitch.

He seemed to understand me as his breathing became uneven and then he pulled me in for a hug. I allowed myself to relax in his arms, enjoying how reassuring his embrace was.

“I missed you, Lorraine.” His voice cracked, and I could tell he was trying to mask his true emotions. “Don’t ever do that again.”

I raised my face and stared at him. “I’m sorry for putting you in such a difficult situation but I’m so scared, Dexter.” I admitted as sadness clogged my throat.

He brushed the strands of my hair aside so he could look at me directly. Then he kissed my forehead. “You don’t have to be afraid of anything, sweetheart. I’m a man of my words.”

His eyes became squinted as he folded his arms. “Is this just about me or is there anything else?” He asked gently and I tried to evade his gaze, but he didn’t let me.

He fixed my chin in between his thumb and index finger, ensuring that I kept my eyes trained on him. “Tell me, baby. I’m all ears.”

“I want to have a child of my own.” I sobbed. “Everything looks so bleak right now.”

His arm stretched over my back as he gazed at me lovingly. “Even though we don’t have our own kids, we could adopt and make other children who don’t know what having parents about get the knowledge in a more beautiful way. We’ll shower them with all the care and love we would have given our biological children.” He said with reassuring confidence.

I raised my brows as I stared at him. “Are you really sure about that?” My heart nearly burst out with hope.

He smirked evilly and glanced around the condo. “Why don’t I show you how?”

I didn’t understand what he meant until he flagged down a taxi that stopped at a nearby hotel. My lower end rocked with heat as I looked forward to what we were going to do.

I got the feeling that it wouldn’t be business as usual and I just couldn’t wait.

The hotel wasn’t the usual five star hotel he’d have gone for, but this was different. The location didn’t matter as long as we were together.

“Oh,” I said in remembrance and he glanced at me.

“What’s the problem?”

“We didn’t tell Stella and Arnold that we’d be out. They must be worried by now.” I said, surprised that my phone wasn’t getting drained with calls already.

He laughed it out. “It’s either they are having their own kind of fun, or they have understood that we have gone to sort our issues.” He plugged the key into the keyhole, then we went in.

“You might not like this place, but-” I cut him off with my index finger on his lips.

“We aren’t here to talk, remember.” I said, winking at him as I undid the remaining buttons of my dress and stepped out of it.

Fortunately I didn’t have to do much after that as he took it up from there. My bra was unhooked in a split second, same with my already soaked panties.

“I’m sorry for delaying.” He growled and without warning, he pressed his lips against mine, hoisting me up as I wrapped my legs around him.

I moaned against his hot mouth as I slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt. We landed on the bed and I quickly did what I could with his belt, then he slipped out of his pants. His huge tent staring at me from his briefs.

My body shivered as he climbed the bed, naked as I was, his face masked with pure pleasure. I parted my thighs, unsure of what he wanted to do. Then his mouth closed around my ample breast, his tongue tickling my peaky nipple.

I rolled my waist against his as the heat between my legs became unbearable. “Dexter…” I slurred, my fingers tangled with his hair.

Two of his fingers slipped into my slick folds which became coated by my wetness, and he began to stretch me out. “I like how wet you always are for me.” He said lazily as his fingers continued to thrust into me until I felt my orgasm build up.

“I’m almost there.” I moaned, writhing violently.

He chuckled and drew out his fingers. “Not yet, honey. We aren’t even started yet.”

In a swift moment, he flipped me over and slapped my behind which vaulted my pleasure. I screamed as he ordered me to go on fours.

“Your body will give in when I want, but for now, I’ll have to punish you for running to Arnold’s house first. If not for the fact I trust you, I’d be trashing his ass right now.” He growled as he guided his length into me, filling me up with his thick mass.

It was at the tip of my tongue to tell him that I begged him for a kiss, but that was a secret that I would take to the grave.

“I was jealous.” I muttered as he plunged into me without restraint.

I held the head board which slammed loudly against the wall at his hard thrust, my lower lip held between my teeth so I wouldn’t scream my lungs out. My walls clenched as he pulled out of me then rammed in again, causing my head to swoon.

Dexter would be the end of me, but I didn’t mind.

His balls slapped against my ass, causing a loud clapping sound to resonate in the room. I moaned in relief, knowing that it was a hotel and every one would mind their business even if they heard anything.

“You’re mine, Lorraine.” He said with a deep demanding tone, pushing so deep into me I thought I wouldn’t breath. “Tell me that you are mine.” He ordered, his hands on my hips as he steadied me.

My eyes became cloudy with tears as his tip hit a sweet spot. Each thrust went deeper than the first but I didn’t mind as I just wanted him to fill me up until all my fears were erased.

“I’m still waiting.” He reminded me.

“I’m yours.” I moaned, feeling my release at the corner as fiery sparks of pleasure flew to my sex.

His breathing became erratic, his thrusts wilder as he groaned incessantly until we hit the crescendo together. My legs quivered, his grip on me loosened as we both climaxed. Our release shooting forth like a volcano.

I collapsed on the messy bed and he slumped beside me, our gaze locked. Then we chorused to each other at the same time, “I love you.” then allowed our bodies to drift into unconsciousness.