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she just faked everything in the machine. What she
wanted was the man. Getting him drunk, and getting him to screw
her—piece of cake, she's an expert at that.” He lets out
a sardonic laugh. “The fool even wrote out a five-figure check
the next morning. Like he was trying to compensate her or something.
We figured, five figures is nothing to him. Why not go for six?
The guy is so trusting and stupidly sweet.” He screws up his
face and spits like he has just tasted something foul in his mouth.
    “ You were waiting for Aleisha outside the gates,”
I begin slowly. “She went in to get the money from Julian, and
she was so close to getting it. So...why did you grab me? How did
you know...”
    “ Aleisha sent me a text message to grab the golden
goose. I was to bundle you into the car, and when she ran out, we'll
take off. She said he'll pay much more for you, than for her
concocted pregnancy. As it turns out, she's right.”
    “ Why?” My voice drops to a whisper.
    “ It seems the fool really cares for you. Or maybe
he just wants to shag you. You look like a really sweet fuck.”
    I ball my fists to keep my hands from trembling as Big
Ben comes up to me, kicking away the empty plastic bottle in front of
me. “Okay, enough of all this chitchat. Looking at you
sitting there, so demure and scared and worried, is just making me
all horny. I need to get a piece of that sweet, demure ass. Come
on. Get up! Take off your clothes.”
    Even in my horror, I manage to get to my knees and
stutter, “Can you...just...I promise I'll swallow. I'll
swallow every drop. I'll do it...well.”
    He arches one eyebrow and pretends to consider my
proposal. “Nah. Your mouth's not good enough. I want your
ass and your cunt this time. Now, strip!”
    I shake my head, and open my mouth to plead again but he
cuts me off. “Just do as you're told, doll. You are testing
my patience. Now, strip.”
    When I shake my head, he pulls me up and slams me
against the wall. The impact stuns me and everything goes white.
When the blinding pain starts to recede and my senses come back to
me, I am aware of Big Ben's rough hands all over me. He is feeling
me up and down, kneading and squeezing my breasts, my thighs, my
buttocks and between my legs. His mouth and tongue ravages my mouth,
sucking, biting, thrusting until I cry out in pain. The taste of
blood awakens my fear and I thrash wildly and try to push him away.
My struggle infuriates him and he strikes me across the face
repeatedly. I am so numb that I cannot feel the tears streaming down
my cheeks.
    His hands are already ripping and clawing at my blouse.
I feel the fabric fall from my shoulders and a fierce sob erupts from
my throat when he yanks my bra down and shoves my breast into his
mouth. I scream and yank at his greasy hair to try to pull him off
me but he pins my wrists to the wall and continues attacking my
breast. His teeth are all over my bare flesh, biting down so hard
that my skin breaks. He pinches my nipple between his fingers and
twists hard. “You like that?” he snarls into my face.
“You like that, don't you? Bitches always like it rough. I
love it when they struggle. Come on. Tell me. Tell me how much you
like it.”
    I shake my head mutely, tears spurting from my eyes.
    “ You want this. I'm going to make you want it.”
He tears at my slacks, and when I kick out and pummel him, he shoves
me to the ground and pins me down with his weight. I scream and
punch him, but he only laughs as he wrenches my pants down my legs.
He pulls my panties down and his fingers press down hard on my clit.
“Nice,” he smirks. “Hot. Hot and wet.”
    Forcing my legs apart with his body, he unzips his pants
to release his swollen, dripping cock. I claw at him, but he catches
both my wrists in his hands and twists them viciously. I scream in
agony and he releases my wrists. I press my arms to my belly, almost
doubling up in pain. Ignoring my groans and sobs, he presses his
body down