(Tis the season friends! I have family descending upon me left right and center. It's been a little hard to get away to write, and will be until at least after Christmas. Then everything should be more normal and my postings will be every Tuesday/Wednesday as they have been. Sorry for the delay on this one. Hard to write smut when a buncha family are around - no one in IRL knows I do this. And I want to keep it that way. After Christmas for sure we'll return to our regular scheduled programming.
You guys are the apple of my eye. For real. You don't know how much I love to read your private messages and your comments. Hay anons! Make a profile so I can get to know you! Come on let's be FRIENDS! :) Have a wonderful Christmas you guys! Already working on Chap 7. and Chap 8. In fact both are near completion. Love to you and yours. Thank you so much again for reading my smutty romance!)
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Feline's quiet breath as she sleeps is the only sound in my room. She's so warm and soft. I want to let myself drift off with her but my mind is in overdrive.
Carefully I pull my arm from under her head and slide a pillow under her, making sure she's comfy and then I slip backwards out of my bed.
I grab a pair of my joggers from the back of my door and throw them on and fish my phone out of my pocket of my jeans on the floor. Out to the living room I flop on the couch for a moment, thinking about the fantastic sex I just shared with Feline.
'Shit, she made me cum just by telling me she loved me. That was incredible!' I smile to myself.
I had no intention of coming that fast! I was enjoying the feeling of my Kitten's hot sheath rippling around me as SHE came. I was going to make love to her all night. And then she said those words.
"I love you."
And it was game over for me and my cock.
I laugh out loud a little and then remember why I came out here.
It's over an hour later and I'm pretty sure I've watched enough youtube videos and done enough web searches I've found the phone!
It's the same brand as her laptop that's sitting on my coffee table, an Asus ROG gaming laptop.
So, I got her a phone to match, ROG Phone 5 Ultimate. I even got her the little fan cooler and kickstand case you can buy extra for it.
I punch in all my credentials, choose the expedited 2 day delivery and then I check out. Immediately I get an e mail saying my order was received.
I can't have her without a phone anymore. Not now that a predator is on the hunt. The hunt for my girl.
I lay there, thinking about 8th grade. Shit, what was her name? Sally? Sydney?...SAMANTHA! Samantha Howard. That was it. Her family moved her out of town after Ted Steinberg, fucking piece of shit, walked free of all rape and battery charges. How in the hell the jury found that fucking guy innocent is beyond me! Her torn, bloody underwear had his semen all over them!
He beat her brutally. She was a petite girl like Feline. Short, small everywhere. I remember seeing her in newspapers, her arm in a cast, stitches still visible along her temple and down the side of her face as she headed to court with her family. She never came back to our school again.
FUCKING STEINBERG! That guy should be six feet under. I can't believe how many times he's gotten beatings for attempting to or straight up hurting girls. Lots of angry boyfriends and family members. And here he is! Walking the streets again and he's already got his sights on Feline!
"Fuck, not my babe." I whisper out loud, feeling despair begin to set in. I sit up straight and focus. "FUCK. THAT." I grit out. "NO ONE IS TOUCHING FELINE."
I can't even imagine her like those pictures of Samantha blasted across front page local newspapers. Face so sad my heart aches. Broken. A beautiful thing, destroyed. Scarred forever and not just physically. Spirit completely obliterated.
I pick up my phone again and text Pat:
"You up?"
Pat "Yea buddy, everything good?"
"Feline is sleeping. I'm not."
Pat: "Steinberg on your mind."
There was no question mark in his statement. Steinberg was on Pat's mind as well.
"Affirmative on that one boy."
Pat: "You're my best friend, so I know where your thinking is headed. Chad and Jon are on board. Already talked to them about it."
I laugh at that last text. Pat knows me too well. That's when I tell him about what Feline told me today, after she was so late coming to my house. I can almost visualize Pat's face and his closed, clenched fists. This would be a moment where we go out to the carriage house and beat the shit out of Chuck's punching bag, taking out our frustrations. Been awhile, maybe I should go pound on that thing tomorrow.
Pat: "I'm going to kill him."
"What I said, when she told me."
Pat: "Great minds."
"Feline doesn't have work tomorrow. She brought her laptop. I have this feeling she's going to geek out while I study. I'm gonna have her over til Wednesday. Can you tell Kristine and Chuck?"
Pat: "You can't just keep my sister man. ;)"
"O yea? We'll see about that Patty. ;)"
Pat: "LOL! Just let me know when and where and I'll bring the guys and the jeep. This can't go on. You and I, we went to school with this motherfucker. We know what he does."
"We know what he does." I agree. "Keep you posted. See you around noon on Wednesday."
Pat: "Roger that."
I lay on the couch for awhile, visualizing Steinberg's face completely fucked up under my fists. That guy is going to get what's been coming for awhile.
I look him up online and see the photos of the young woman who's charges finally landed the cocksucker in prison. His ex girlfriend, was a cute girl. Sweet and innocent looking. Steinberg went to her house in a rage after she broke up with him for cheating on her again. His ex girlfriend who probably didn't weigh an ounce over Feline and was even shorter at 5'1". Tiny little girl. Long, black hair, curly. Like my baby.
I look up more news articles, pictures of Steinberg's ex's face, slashed with a razor blade. She had a broken pelvis, fractured femur, multiple stitches were needed for a myriad of cuts and abrasions, lacerations. He hit her so hard in the temple, she's now blind in one eye. Dear God, what did he do to her to break her like that? She'll walk with a cane for the rest of her life. She was 20 years old. She'd be about 23/24 now. How the hell did he only get 6 years, 3 with good behaviour? How the fuck is this our justice system?
I move on. Looking up more articles with Steinberg's name attached to them. Accusations, charges brought, arrests made and then dropped by several women. I look up what he was accused of. Rape, battery, rape and battery, stalking, harassment.
I can't look anymore. I'll lose my fucking mind and let rage cloud my senses.
I get up and get a glass of water, back on the couch I down it in one go and flop back, getting a grip on myself.
Eventually I calm down enough to remember I have a beautiful goddess in my bed.
I think about Feline and just how absolutely gorgeous she is. How free she was tonight. When she took her shirt off in my driveway and made me chase her, topless. FUCK ME that was hot. Anyone could have seen! My shy, little, blushing Kitten, running around without a shirt on. Perfect, perky, firm breasts jiggling on that petite little body, glowing in the moonlight. Nipples, hard like little light pink pebbles.
I can feel myself growing hard in my jogging pants and move to adjust myself.