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Story: Hard Boss
“Your brother. He’s… Oh, dear God,” I moan. “He made me answer.”
“Is Wilder fucking you?” she asks, laughing.
“He’s in my ass, Arden,” I whine.
“You called six times, Arden. What do you need?” Wilder asks.
“Tina is in jail,” she says.
“What?” he asks, stopping, but staying deep.
“Mhmm. New York Police arrested her at the airport when she landed. Have you not been on social media?”
“No. We’ve been lying in bed,” I say. “
“Dude, it’s wild. There are obviously some that think men can’t be raped, but the vast majority of people are sympathizing. There is a whole fucking movement of men coming out and talking about times they were raped. She was arrested on live television for first degree aggravated rape, second degree rape for every single video I gave them when a detective called earlier, and sodomy. I filed for a restraining order and a judge signed it in less than an hour. She will spend a long time in jail.”
“Oh my God,” Wilder says. “You mean…”
“It’s over, Wilder. The bitch is in jail. Bail was denied, and the detective says that she plans to plead guilty to avoid a life sentence. Her old boss came forward with very similar allegations, so there is an investigation for that too.”
“That’s incredible,” I say. “So, what now? Does he have to go to court?”
“Not unless it goes to trial,” she says. “Get back to fucking. Call me before your plane takes off.”
“Love you, Arden. Thank you,” Wilder says.
“Love you too, buddy. Make her come for me,” Arden giggles.
“Creep,” I laugh and end the call.
Wilder pushes me flat and wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes just hard enough that the world spins, but I can still breathe. When he starts to fuck me again, it’s like he is letting go of all his pain and suffering. He slams into me so devastatingly hard that he ends up covering my mouth instead to keep my screams muffled. I cover his hand with mine to let him know I am okay as he quickens his pace.
“Come for me, pretty girl,” he groans. “Fuck, you take me so good.”
And this is the moment that praise trumps degradation. He pinches my nose closed as a powerful orgasm rips through me, shredding my soul. When he lets me breathe, my brain instantly disconnects as the pleasure overwhelms me.
The next thing I know, I am waking up to Wilder gently stroking my hair. We are on our sides, facing one another. The room is dimly lit, and he has a smile on his face.
“Hey,” he says softly.
“You are… amazing,” I say.
“So are you.” He smiles again before kissing me. “You passed out.”
“You fuck like a sadist,” I counter.
“True. Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Enjoy? Baby, I think you fucked my soul out of my body,” I say. “That was incredible.”
“Good. It’s important to me that you enjoy things too,” he tells me. “I’m glad things with Tina are finally over. I feel so much lighter.”
“I’m glad!”
“Thank you, Macie. I don’t know if I would have ever had the courage or strength to pull myself out of that,” he says sincerely. “You saved me.”
“No, I…”
“Macie, you saved me. You stepped in and did what needed to be done when you saw that I couldn’t. You protected me and I am not ashamed anymore to admit that I needed help. I needed you, and you saved me.”
“I love you… so much,” I sniffle.
“Oh, don’t do that,” he chuckles and pulls me to his chest. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, Macie. I am so fucking in love with you. Every day, you remind me that I am meant for greater things.”
“Thank you for trusting me,” I say. Wilder lifts my chin and wipes away my tears before gently kissing me.
“I spent so long feeling like I was losing myself, like every piece of me was being taken until there was nothing left. But you… you’re the first person to give me something back. To make me whole again. Trusting you, loving you… it doesn’t feel like a risk. It doesn’t feel like too much. It feels right. It feels like the one piece that isn’t a piece too far."
“Is Wilder fucking you?” she asks, laughing.
“He’s in my ass, Arden,” I whine.
“You called six times, Arden. What do you need?” Wilder asks.
“Tina is in jail,” she says.
“What?” he asks, stopping, but staying deep.
“Mhmm. New York Police arrested her at the airport when she landed. Have you not been on social media?”
“No. We’ve been lying in bed,” I say. “
“Dude, it’s wild. There are obviously some that think men can’t be raped, but the vast majority of people are sympathizing. There is a whole fucking movement of men coming out and talking about times they were raped. She was arrested on live television for first degree aggravated rape, second degree rape for every single video I gave them when a detective called earlier, and sodomy. I filed for a restraining order and a judge signed it in less than an hour. She will spend a long time in jail.”
“Oh my God,” Wilder says. “You mean…”
“It’s over, Wilder. The bitch is in jail. Bail was denied, and the detective says that she plans to plead guilty to avoid a life sentence. Her old boss came forward with very similar allegations, so there is an investigation for that too.”
“That’s incredible,” I say. “So, what now? Does he have to go to court?”
“Not unless it goes to trial,” she says. “Get back to fucking. Call me before your plane takes off.”
“Love you, Arden. Thank you,” Wilder says.
“Love you too, buddy. Make her come for me,” Arden giggles.
“Creep,” I laugh and end the call.
Wilder pushes me flat and wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes just hard enough that the world spins, but I can still breathe. When he starts to fuck me again, it’s like he is letting go of all his pain and suffering. He slams into me so devastatingly hard that he ends up covering my mouth instead to keep my screams muffled. I cover his hand with mine to let him know I am okay as he quickens his pace.
“Come for me, pretty girl,” he groans. “Fuck, you take me so good.”
And this is the moment that praise trumps degradation. He pinches my nose closed as a powerful orgasm rips through me, shredding my soul. When he lets me breathe, my brain instantly disconnects as the pleasure overwhelms me.
The next thing I know, I am waking up to Wilder gently stroking my hair. We are on our sides, facing one another. The room is dimly lit, and he has a smile on his face.
“Hey,” he says softly.
“You are… amazing,” I say.
“So are you.” He smiles again before kissing me. “You passed out.”
“You fuck like a sadist,” I counter.
“True. Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Enjoy? Baby, I think you fucked my soul out of my body,” I say. “That was incredible.”
“Good. It’s important to me that you enjoy things too,” he tells me. “I’m glad things with Tina are finally over. I feel so much lighter.”
“I’m glad!”
“Thank you, Macie. I don’t know if I would have ever had the courage or strength to pull myself out of that,” he says sincerely. “You saved me.”
“No, I…”
“Macie, you saved me. You stepped in and did what needed to be done when you saw that I couldn’t. You protected me and I am not ashamed anymore to admit that I needed help. I needed you, and you saved me.”
“I love you… so much,” I sniffle.
“Oh, don’t do that,” he chuckles and pulls me to his chest. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, Macie. I am so fucking in love with you. Every day, you remind me that I am meant for greater things.”
“Thank you for trusting me,” I say. Wilder lifts my chin and wipes away my tears before gently kissing me.
“I spent so long feeling like I was losing myself, like every piece of me was being taken until there was nothing left. But you… you’re the first person to give me something back. To make me whole again. Trusting you, loving you… it doesn’t feel like a risk. It doesn’t feel like too much. It feels right. It feels like the one piece that isn’t a piece too far."