I might even kill you, I haven’t decided yet” Cathan whispered in her ear, quietly so she had to strain to listen to him. As his words sank in sh... started to panic and scream.“HELP MEEEEEE………RAPE……H E L P… ooooooofh” her scream was cut off abruptly as Cathan punched her in the stomach, forcing the air out of her lungs. She struggled for air, taking great racking breaths. Cathan smiled. “Like I said, screaming won’t help you Claire. This room is soundproof and anyway, you need to save your. He was expecting her to break down in tears after he told her about her boyfriend’s transgressions, but she did nothing of the sort. She placed her drink down on the coffee table, stood up, and stared straight at Gabriel; hazel piercing into peridot. “Casey came home with bruises that day.” No, don’t ask me what I think you’re going to ask, he groaned in his head. “Were you the one who punched him?” Gabriel hesitated, but his penetrating gaze never left hers. “Did you hit him?” she asked. .. nothing.He had slept better than he could have imagined – he had expected nightmares, at the least. I guess all that practice at the archery butts paid off, he mused as he slowly got dressed. It had been a strange experience, yet somehow so calming, standing next to someone and firing arrow after arrow, not even looking to see where he’d hit, trusting his aim and losing himself in the rhythm. It reminded him of cold mornings as a child when he’d escape outside to practice rather than listen. Leaving a mini puddle all over his counter top. As I got close he sucked my nipples, I rubbed my hot clit on his abs. Squirting all over him. Laying there shaking and shook. I felt him leave me. Forcing my eyes open, I stared at his back as he peeled open the refrigerator door. Walking back he had a can of whipped cream and a bowl of chocolate pudding. Nervous, but excited because I knew that he had a food fetish back in the day and obviously it hadn't changed. He first rubbed my whole body in.