Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Paul pulled up Nancy's sundress, and the touch of his hands on her thighs made her sick to her stomach. He was utterly ignorant of her discomfort, though. He only had one thing on his mind, and it wasn't the grumbles in his tummy. His hands tore her thong, and as the fabric slid down her legs, she began to sob.

Nancy was terrified. Even when they were married, Paul had never attacked her this way. Their sex had been purposeful and without passion, and it had stopped the minute that she was with child. Thus, his behavior seemed utterly alien to her.

Paul forced two fingers inside of Nancy's secret pocket, and she shrieked. There had been no foreplay, and she was as dry as a dusty old tool shed. "Stop!" she begged. "You're hurting me!"

"How can it hurt?" He pressed into her even harder and said, "That can't be. How can you be so tight when you've already had a baby? Get wet already. If you don't, then I will make you bleed!"

Nancy's face turned white from horror, and she wished that she was dead.

Paul's heart rate increased as he forced himself on her. He noted how her eyelashes quivered, and her eyes clouded over. To him, she looked very pretty, and for the first time, he found her charming. He thought about the naked photos she had sent him, and his chest tightened as he plunged into her with all his strength, going deeper and harder. He was hurting her, and he loved every minute of it. He told himself - She deserves this!

Nancy bit her lip and grit her teeth to keep from crying out. She was suffering desperately, and she felt humiliated. She thought about how she had once loved him and wondered how she could have been so blind. Now, all she cared about was Clark.

Paul was getting frustrated by Nancy's quiet submission, and he bit into her shoulder. "Let me hear you make some noise!" he growled. "I want to hear it!" When she didn't comply, he bit her again, deeper and harder than before. Even as his mouth filled with blood, she refused to make a sound. Finally, he dragged her into his bedroom and threw her on the bed. Then he assaulted her over and over again. He fucked her for the rest of the day until four o'clock in the morning.

When Nancy woke up, the overwhelming smell of their sex made her want to puke. He had fucked her in the bedroom. Then they'd moved to the living room, then the bathroom, and then they had returned to the bedroom.

She turned her head and found Paul lying next to her, which was confusing. When they had been married, once he finished, he always sent her to her room. They had never slept together like this. Maybe he was too tired to send me away... she thought. It was the only reason that made any sense.

A short hair fell off Paul's pillow, and Nancy picked it up. She held it in her hand and was careful not to drop it as she got out of bed. Then she got dressed, shoved the hair into her pocket, and began to tiptoe towards the door. She only made it halfway, though, before Paul's phone rang. He sat up to answer it, and when he saw what she was up to, he motioned for her to stop.

As Paul threw the blankets off, Nancy was startled by his enormous erection, and she began to tremble from fear. Please, God - she prayed - no more. If he tried to assault her again, she thought he might kill her.

Eric smiled when Paul answered the phone. "I'm here," he said. "Can you send someone to pick me up"?

Paul: "How did you get here so fast? Did you take a private jet!"

Eric: "Exactly. I didn't want to make too much noise. If I had used a commercial airline, it would have been easy for Nathan to track me down. Anyway, do you still have Crystal?"

Paul: "I do. But what has gotten into you? Are you that afraid of her running away? You're beginning to sound like a pussy!"

Eric: "Don't talk nonsense. I am just playing it safe. She is too smart for her own good. Now, are you going to send someone to get me, or what?"

Paul: "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid that I might take an interest in her?"

Eric laughed and said, "Oh, get over yourself!"

"Someone will be on their way shortly," Paul said, and he ended the call without waiting to see if Eric had anything else to say.

Then he turned to Nancy and said, "I think it's time for Round Two."

Nancy: "No. Clark should be awake by now. I'm going to wash his face and brush his teeth."

Paul frowned and said, "He is a big boy. Let him do it himself."

Nancy: "Then, I will go and make him breakfast."

"You will make my breakfast first," Paul said as he got up. Then he ripped off all of her clothes and bent her over the bed. He gripped her ass, and just as he was about to push himself inside of her, the door opened, and Clark walked in. He ran in, punched his Father in the buttocks, and shouted, "Daddy, don't bully my Mommy!"

In a matter of seconds, Paul lost his erection, and Nancy uttered a sigh of relief. She quickly put her clothes back on, picked her son up, and ran.

Once they had escaped the room, Nancy set Clark down. He looked at her for a minute, and his eyes went wide when he saw her many wounds and bruises. "Mommy," he said. "Did you get hurt? Did Daddy hurt you?"

Nancy took a deep breath, and then she said, "No, baby, Mommy was just careless. Now let's get your teeth brushed.. Then I will make you your favorite; chicken with noodles, okay?" Clark's eyes lit up, and he nearly forgot about his Mother's injuries.