Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Thomas…” I groan as he starts kissing my neck and moves down to suck my breasts. When he comes back to my mouth, I ask, “Did you…did you sleep with anyone else in that time?”

His body stiffens above mine for a moment.

"No, Cecilia," he replies with a sigh. “I haven't slept with anyone.

He kisses my neck and spreads my legs with his knee.

" Wh- why not?" I ask through a groan.

“Because I didn't want to. I didn't feel like it,” he replies with sincerity in his voice. My silly heart races at that simple sentence. Did he not? But… “Any more questions, crystal?” - speaks in my ear while running a hand over the body. I shake my head and he squeezes my breast. — Good girl… You like it slow, don't you?

I don't even have time to answer because, like the other time, he goes down between my legs and doesn't stop until I come in his mouth and I'm all limp on the bed.

Suddenly, he flips me onto my stomach and slaps my ass again. I hear the sound of Thomas taking off his clothes and he lies on top of me. He slips an arm around my waist until he reaches my clitoris, which is still sensitive in that position.

"Do you want me to eat you very slowly too?" he asks in my ear and I feel him on my ass. Without thinking, I rear up against him and Thomas grunts. — Cecilia...

I groan when I feel him forcing my way in and I grip the mattress.

- You're still so tight, crystal - talk in my ear and push more. — Slowly, it'll have to wait for another day — he growls. "I need to fuck you."

As soon as he says that, Thomas shoves it all in and I cry out from the heat of taking it all inside me. But just like the other time, the pain soon gives way to pleasure when he stimulates me in the right places.

"Can I go faster?" he asks breathlessly and squeezes my waist.

"Says I can get pretty hot in that pussy."

“ C-can ,” I groan and he pulls me down onto all fours on the bed. I bury my face in the mattress when he grabs my hips and thrusts hard.

I feel my body heat up and that delicious feeling that Thomas showed me start to take over everything. I shudder beneath him and he groans as I moan and come, calling his name.

“Crystal…” he calls and thrusts a few more times before collapsing on top of me.

His breathing is uneven like mine, and I shudder when Thomas runs his fingers between my legs. He presses his chest to my back and strokes my clit.

"How's that little pussy?" he asks in my ear. - Painfull?

“A little,” I admit. He laughs.

— You're a delight, Cecília — he says. "I could fuck you all night." Whole life.

“I'm going to marry you,” I say softly. - You can.

I feel that familiar tightness in my chest that comes whenever I think this is all I'm going to be for him. Thomas sighs and pulls me closer. Kiss my neck and caress my breast.

“You're going to be my wife,” he says into my ear. “And I need to figure out what I'm going to do with you after you graduate, crystal. My plan was just to take you to the events I needed to show up to and hand you an unlimited credit card.

My eyes water at the prospect of a life I never wanted.

“But you really helped me,” he says and pulls me closer. “I don't know if fucking you when I land a nice deal to celebrate is all I want from you. Not gonna lie, girl, I can't separate you from your father. I'm just waiting for the time when you're going to stab me in the back too and...

I won't,” I say and turn to face him. I look into his eyes and place my hand on his face. “I promise I won't.

Thomas looks at me uncertainly and sighs.

- I don't know. I need to think, crystal. He leaves a short kiss on my lips. "But even I know when to say thank you." You helped. Thanks.

I can't hide the goofy smile on my face and climb on top of him. Thomas groans hoarsely when I accidentally rub myself against his semi-erect cock and he grabs my breasts.

“This way you won't be able to sit down tomorrow,” he says through clenched teeth. “Keep it up and I'm going to fuck you again, and this time I'm not going slow.

I widen my eyes.

"Was that slow?" I ask scared. He laughs and throws me on the bed again.

— You didn't see anything — he promises into my mouth and starts to penetrate me again. He goes in and out a few times, but before he can speed up, the sound of a heavy slam on the bed interrupts him. "Who's the son of a bitch...

Thomas gets up and throws me a sheet.

— Cover yourself — he orders and picks up his boxer briefs lying on the floor. He puts it on before reaching the door and opens it.

I don't even have time to understand what's going on when my dad storms into the room and pushes Thomas against the wall.

"Where's my daughter, you son of a bitch?"

I clutch the sheet to my chest.

- Daddy? I call and only then does he see me.

My father takes a step back and looks from me to Thomas, who laughs.

“Your crystal is right there, my friend.

**

thomas

There's no better expression to see on César's face than that one of astonishment when he looks at me dressed only in boxer briefs and his daughter on the other side, lying on the bed only wrapped in a sheet. Paula, hearing Cecília's startled scream, also enters the room and looks at the two of us with wide eyes.

- Oh my God. What's going on here?

“I think you know very well, Paula. - Before I can predict it, the woman approaches me and hits me with a very hard slap in the face.

- Mommy! Cecilia shouts, but the woman remains looking at me as I raise my hand to my face, shocked.

How dare she?

“You can have whatever fight you want with my husband, you two can hate each other and do whatever you want with your life, but who do you think you are to touch my daughter? What did you do with her? She is a girl!

Look how you talk to me, Paula,” I say and clench my jaw to

contain the anger I feel.

— I'll say it any way I want, because I've considered you my friend for years, but I won't allow you to play with my daughter. This joke has gone too far.

She turns to Cecilia, who is huddled against the headboard, looking at the three of us with wide eyes.

— Both of you leave, I need to talk to my daughter.

I am amazed, because Paula has always been a very peaceful person. Now I know who Cecília took after. I get pissed off, but the little crystal lying on the bed just needs to beg me with his eyes to get his father out of there. I leave the room and feel Cesar behind me. When his hand touches my shoulder and pulls me hard, I take the opportunity to counter the slap of his dear wife with a punch to her nose. Some employees who are passing by are startled, but continue their destination without stopping to interrupt.

"You son of a bitch!" - he curses me. I walk towards the most reserved area of the hotel, because I know that César is not going to leave me alone.

And there's no other. When I reach the corner of the saunas, the man follows close behind.

“She's a girl, Thomas. My girl. He touches the stubble on his face and looks up at the sky. “You shouldn't have done that. It was my brother.

"And you fucking betrayed me!" - shout. "You were the only person I trusted in my life, the only person I had, and you didn't miss your chance to fuck up my company!"

— I didn't mean to outsmart you, you dick up your ass!

I let out a bitter laugh and pull away from him so I don't punch his face. They have some guests further away from us. They can't hear us, but they can see us very well.

“A very big part of me thought you wouldn't let me take your crystal, Cesar. You used to be more fatherly,” I say angrily.

And it's true. At first I expected him to try to make my life hell because of Cecilia. That he would turn the world upside down before allowing me to get close to his daughter in this way, that he would rather go to jail than leave her in my hands, not knowing what I could do with her. But that's not what he did, on the contrary, it was too easy, too simple. Cursing aside, Cesar didn't lift a finger to stop me from coming here and forcing her to marry me. When I tell him that, pissed off, the man gives me a resentful look, not understanding.

“You chose to destroy your daughter's life rather than pay for what you did to me. You're a scared shit, Cesar - I growl low at him and approach in a menacing way. “Cecilia doesn't deserve a shitty father like you. The girl deserves people who care about her. I don't know where she got the courage she has to face things.

Cesar blinks several times, opens and closes his mouth, but says nothing. The man is silent for a long time, enough to piss me off. When he decides to speak, what comes out of his mouth makes me laugh.

“You fell in love with her, you son of a bitch. How did this happen, Thomas? - Cesar speaks and I turn to him without understanding shit.

- What are you talking? Hit your head?

'I've known you for many years, Thomas. You only waste a second of your life to defend someone other than yourself if you care the least about that person - he says and laughs sarcastically. He ruffles his red hair and turns his back to me thoughtfully. “I saw the way you two looked at each other in there. How did this happen?

"Don't talk shit!" I yell and turn my back on him.

I lean against the railing that separates the sauna area from the pools and rest my head there.

“If it wasn't my daughter I was talking about, I could almost laugh about the situation. Mighty Thomas went to play with fate and was lassoed - he speaks and I approach him in a few strides, holding him by the collar of his dress shirt.

“You don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, I know, Thomas. He smiles weakly. “Your reaction only confirms that to me. But you will not play with my crystal's feelings. You're going to stay away from her starting today, because I'm taking her back. Fuck what you gonna do to me.

"You won't take it." Cecilia is going to finish college whether you like it or not.

He flashes a knowing smile and that just makes me want to punch him in the face even more. Cesar removes my hands from his collar and walks away from me, heading back to the hotel lobby.

I take a deep breath and sit here thinking about the shit he said. Shit.

- Cum! What are you in for, Thomas? I say to myself and run a hand through my hair. I squeeze the bone between my eyes and walk out of there.

I don't want to have to see either of those two right now. I don't want to have to look at Cecilia with that fucking Caesar line running through my head. I go to the office, even if I'm not dressed appropriately for it.

When I get there, I take the opportunity to take a shower in the office bathroom. I put on one of the suits I always keep there for emergencies because the other outfit smells like sex, smells like Cecilia.

I try to work, but for the first time in years I can't concentrate as well as I should, I can't concentrate 100% on what I'm reading on the computer screen.

I pick up the phone and dial for the secretary to bring me some headache medicine. When she comes in, she brings a pitcher of water and two pills. Serve the liquid by leaning on the table, purposefully showing your cleavage.

“You're young,” I say and look up at her.

— I'm filling in for Ashley today, she's off duty — he says, biting his lip teasingly.

I just nod as I tip the contents of the glass along with the meds.

"Do you want anything else?" he asks in thick English and I think.

Fuck, when do I think to fuck a hot woman? I never think. But here I am with my fucking dead dick in my pants as I wonder if I want to fuck someone.

- Not only that. You can go - I answer dry, irritated.

The woman leaves, looking disappointed. I rest my elbows on the table and bury my forehead there, feeling my head throbbing from the stress.

— What have you done to me, Cecilia?

I let out a sigh and force myself to continue working after a few minutes. I do things that don't require as much of my concentration, my mind drifting now and then to the redhead I left in that room with those pitiful parents. I only leave at night, when the building is practically empty.

When I drive back to the hotel, I drive as slowly as possible, in no rush to get there to face Cecilia. I don't know what shape she is in.

As soon as I enter the room, I don't find her. Her stuff is over there, but she's not even in the bathroom.

I call one of the security guards who should be with her this shift and the man answers.

— Sir?

- Where is she? I ask, thinking the worst.

“ Sir, she hasn't left the hotel.

"Do you know about her parents?" I ask, more relieved that they didn't take the girl away.

' They've gone to another hotel, sir.' They left a few hours ago and haven't returned.

I hang up and take off my suit, putting on something less formal to go find the girl who loves to get away. I ask about her, but no one has seen her. The hotel areas are empty at the time, so it won't be difficult to find. That's what I think until I wander about thirty minutes because it seems like everyone is fucking blind and nobody has seen her.

When I enter the aquatic center muffled by the steam from the heater and the pools, I see the movement and soon the red strands submerging in the water as the small body swims. I walk over slowly and she lets out a little squeal when she sees me.

- What are you doing here? This should be closed by now - I ask and she sighs, running her hand through the strands to push them back.

— I asked one of the employees. Apparently they are afraid of you and know who I am.

I nod, looking at the creature in front of me. I mentally curse myself. I curse myself a lot and kick my ass in the head because...

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asks quietly and I notice that her eyes are too red, more than normal to be just the water in the pool.

“Why were you crying? What did your parents do?

- I do not want to talk about this.

She ignores me and goes back to swimming, leaving me there at the edge of the pool talking to nothing. It reaches the other end, away from me.

— Cecilia, can you please be a little less stubborn and answer when I ask you something? I ask, trying to be kind.

"Since when do you ask please?" he asks in surprise and I sigh.

"Since when I've been trying to talk to you...

She bites her lip and squints. When the crying seems to want to come back, I sigh and walk to the door of the place.

- Where are you going? she asks and I don't answer.

I lock the door with the first thing I see, a heavy table that accommodates swimming equipment, and go back to her. I take off my clothes and only change into my boxers to get in the water. Cecilia's eyes widen and I swim over to her, pinning her to the edge of the pool.

"Am I going to need to ask again, or are you going to tell me what's going on?"