Twisted Justice

by Danielle James

  “I feel like after everything everyone has put me through, I’m tired,” I shrugged. “I’m not perfect and I can be very…hard to deal with but through everything I’ve kept all the men that hurt me the most, close. I’ve never cut them off. I’ve still given them love. I think this just finally used me up,” I shook my head sadly. “I would’ve never thought in a million fucking years that Emmanuel of all people would cheat on me. I’ve trusted him my entire life. Even when I didn’t trust my own mother, I trusted him. I’m lost. I don’t know how to find my way again.”

  “You have to trust him if you love him that much,” Claire reasoned.

  “How do I trust someone that betrayed me? Emmanuel was my everything. I don’t even know what’s real anymore. I mean he’s a lot of things but a cheater was never one of them. I just want things to go back to the way they were,” I sniffled. Claire rubbed my back in slow circles while I let the tears fall.

  “I want things to go back to the way they were too.” Emmanuel’s voice made my head swivel. Claire smiled softly then excused herself so he and I could talk. “Cami, I know I fucked up bad.”

  “So bad,” I cried.

  “I know. You deserve to be mad at me, but we’re going to get our marriage back. I love you.”

  “Loving me doesn’t make what you did okay! You need to leave.”

  “I’m not going to keep leaving. I’m not going to leave my family. We will not get a divorce.”

  “We need to.” I folded my arms while angry hot tears rolled down my cheeks and neck.

  “Do you know that I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love you? Camilla, look at me,” he commanded. Just like clockwork, my eyes snapped to his. I hated hearing those sweet words come from his lips. They made the pain that much worse. “Do you honestly want to imagine life with out you and I together? Huh? I’d never be able to find another you. You’d never be able to find another me. I know this isn’t something small that we can just get over but…I wanna try.

  We’ve been through too much. We were made for each other and I don’t give a fuck how screwed up it sounds to anyone. You were made for me Cami. We’re each other’s light…we’re each other’s darkness too. I had to wait forty years to find you. I’d wait forty more if it meant you’d come back.” I lost my composure when I saw tears streak Emmanuel’s cheeks. I held my hands over my mouth trying to stifle the sobs.

  “Take the time you need, Cami. Lash out. Run to Cole or Xavier or Alexander…just…come back to me. Please. Okay?” He didn’t try to hug me he just blinked away his tears and walked out.

  I walked to the foyer just in time to see him closing the door. It took everything in me not to fall to the floor in a puddle of sadness and pain. I couldn’t fall though. Not when my children were in there playing happily. They didn’t need to see mommy lose her shit. I watched from the doors as Emmanuel drove off and I felt a piece of my soul drive off with him.

  Confusion was a fucking understatement.

  **

  For days, I walked around in a haze. Emmanuel would come by every day to see the kids and every night to put them to bed so they wouldn’t notice too much of a disruption. I still hadn’t told Xavier anything but he let me be until it was time for him to bring Chloe back one night.

  They’d just gone on a daddy/daughter date and she was knocked out when he brought her to the door. “I’ll take her,” I sighed.

  “Nah, I’ll lay her down,” he told me with a shake of his head.

  “Well, be quiet because Alyssa is in there sleeping.” I’d gifted Dad and Laurel a trip for all they’d done for me. I was watching TJ and Alyssa while they vacationed in Santo Domingo. I was kind of jealous because he was showing her all the places he used to hang out at and all his family back home. He promised he’d take me though, just he and I, on our own Daddy/daughter date.

  I watched Xavier carry our daughter up the steps and get her in her pajamas while she slept soundly. Alyssa didn’t budge either. When we were in the hallway, Xavier finally pinned me down with an unavoidable question.

  “Why didn’t you tell me Manny was cheating on you?” His jaw ticked angrily. I felt my neck flush crimson as I avoided his gaze.

  “I don’t know,” I shrugged.

  “You don’t know!” He boomed then quieted down quickly, realizing the kids were all sleeping. “Camilla, I’m here for you. We’re friends. Why didn’t you tell me something like that?” His hand reached out and touched my cheek gently. “I don’t want you here hurting like this. You never have to hurt alone.” I did anything I could not to look at him because I’d fall apart in tears. It’s all I’d been doing for days. Whenever I wasn’t around the kids or Cole, I cried.

  “I know, Xavier,” I nodded. He let out a sigh and pulled me over to him. He held my hand and we walked downstairs. He poured me a glass of wine and pushed it over to me.

  “How are you holding up?” He asked as we settled in the kids’ playroom. He began mindlessly cleaning up stray toys that were taken out after Claire left.

  “I’m just…lost,” I told him after a drink.

  “What are you gonna do?”

  “I don’t know. I’m just floating along, but I need to figure out something soon.” My glass of wine was empty after another two drinks.

  “Like I said, you know I’m here for you. I know I’m not Cole but…” he joked, making me laugh. “We’re close though. You’re my baby.” He sat down beside me, stretching his long legs out in front of him. When I laid my head on his chest he froze only to thaw a bit and put his arms around me. “I missed holding you like this,” he told me quietly.

  I drank a couple more glasses of wine and I knew I was fucking Xavier before the night was out. We were watching TV, stretched out on the couch in the living room when he started to doze off with his arms around me. It brought memories crashing back.

  Nostalgia washed over me, and it was warm and sunny. I looked at his handsome face and traced his jaw with my fingertip, remembering all the nights I spent at his house when I was still in high school.

  Jesus. I’d loved this man since high school.

  Yup. I was definitely fucking him.

  I pressed my lips to his warm neck and kissed my way to his earlobe. He smelled so damn good I was already starting to get wet. He stirred a bit when I dragged my tongue across his bottom lip softly. His dick woke up before he did, which made me laugh. Typical Xavier.

  When his honey eyes opened and he saw me, he quirked an eyebrow up curiously but he didn’t stop me. I climbed on top of him and his hands rested on my hips. Our eyes locked then he sat up a little straighter. “You do know I’m still madly in love with you, right?” He asked sleepily.

  “I know.”

  “You know I know you still love me too…right?” I nodded in response.

  “You know you told me if I ever needed a dick to ride I could call you, right?” He shrugged and pushed his hands under my shirt. It was all the reason he needed.

  Xavier flipped me over on my back and my hands worked hurriedly to pull his t-shirt over his muscular body. When I saw the scar from his gunshot wound my stomach clenched and the entire kidnapping incident flooded my brain. I skimmed my fingertips over it and he just stared at me, already understanding what was going through my mind.

  “You know I’d still lay down my life for you,” he said before kissing my lips. Xavier had grown into such a good man and I was so proud of him.

  “I know,” I breathed after he pulled back. I watched him as he stood and dropped his pants, his dick begging to be let out of his boxer briefs. I slid to the edge of the couch and hooked my fingers in the waistband, tugging them down. Xavier’s cock was still a beautiful sight. It bounced out in front of my face and I licked my lips.

  It had been so long since I had him in my mouth, I actually moaned as soon as the head of his dick slid past my lips and down my throat. He let out a hiss of air and grabbed my bun in his hand. I moved at his pace and he had to pull me off of him before
he came too quickly. “Okay, I seriously need to fuck you now, Camilla.” I nodded in agreement and we hungrily fell into a kiss before he pushed me on the couch and bent my legs all the way back.

  Xavier felt so damn good I dug my nails into his behind just so that he’d stay put. I wanted to feel him fill me up. When I let up, he began thrashing in and out of my pussy like a mad man. He held onto my ankles with his hand and drove into me furiously. “I need to hear you say my name,” he panted.

  “Xavier!” I moaned loudly into the air. The noise he made let me know hearing me was turning him on beyond belief. Each stroke he gave delivered such intense pleasure I almost kicked myself for even going there with him. This was exactly why I was bat shit crazy over him no matter how long it had been since we fucked. Xavier could put it down.

  He leaned over, letting me wrap my legs around him, and kissed my neck slowly as he hit every spot in my pussy. He wrote his name deep inside of me, making sure that if we never fucked again after this, I’d never forget it and I wouldn’t…shit.

  “You know I love you, right?” He asked with his dick sliding in and out of me.

  “Yes, I know. I know!” I whined as he thrust deeper and harder.

  “Tell me you want this dick, Camilla.”

  “I want your dick, oh God!”

  “Good. Because I’m gonna give all of it to you.” He pushed so hard into me that I squealed and clawed the fuck out of his broad back. “Tell me you love it,” he said through gritted teeth.

  “I love your dick, Xavier. I love it so much, baby.”

  “I know you do. You missed this dick, didn’t you?”

  “Mmm hmm! I missed it!” His fingers were stroking my clit while his cock was stroking my walls and I started to shake.

  “Camilla, I will tear your ass up if you cum right now,” he growled.

  “Shit, I can’t hold on, Xavier,” I moaned as my hips lifted to meet his thrusts.

  “You better, or I will make you suffer all night.” God, I forgot how amazing he was in bed. I had to bite back the ‘I love you’ that was on the tip of my tongue. It was always right there with Xavier, and he knew it. He was going to fuck it right out of me though. In spite of his warnings, I trembled and let a flood loose on his dick.

  “You never did listen,” he sighed, pulling out of my throbbing pussy. His dick was still rock hard and he hadn’t cum yet so true to his word, he was about to make me suffer.

  He snatched me up by my hair and put me over his knee. As excited as I was for a spanking from Xavier, it made me miss Emmanuel so damn much. He started off rubbing my ass in slow circles, just admiring it and grabbing it. Next his palm collided with my smooth flesh and I whined. “Camilla, you’re bad…in every sense of the fucking word. Bad. Bad. Bad.” He slapped me with each word and it made me pulse with want. Delicious tendrils of desire snaked all around my body the harder he spanked me. On the last slap, he pushed his fingers into me.

  “Oh, Xavier!”

  “Yeah, baby? It feels good doesn’t it?”

  “Uh huh.” My skin was tingling and prickling from the spanking but feeling him finger fuck me made everything much more heightened. He knew how to talk that shit too. “So good.” He pulled out of my cunt and dipped his fingers in my mouth.

  “Suck,” he commanded, and I did. I sucked his fingers clean. “Now, since I made you cum, I want you to make me cum. And as much as I want to cum inside of you and give you another beautiful baby…I’m gonna cum right in that pouty mouth.” I nodded with understanding. He lifted me up and then set me on top of him, pushing his erection inside of me slowly. When all of his inches were inside, he slapped my ass hard. “Ride that dick, Camilla. If you cum before me, you’re gonna do it again, and again until I tell you to stop.”

  “Okay.” I bit my bottom lip and bounced my ass on top of him.

  “Fuck, you are so sexy.” We fell into a kiss that matched the fast pace of our sex. Xavier held on to my ass for dear life and I just knew I’d break him and make him cum. I was wrong. He was reminding me of why I loved having him and Emmanuel. They both satiated me unlike anyone else could.

  I slowed my pace on his dick and circled my hips, grinding into him while he held my waist. His hands started to roam up to my breasts and then to my throat. “You still like being choked, Camilla?” He asked while his firm grip tightened.

  “Yes…” I squeaked out.

  “Good.” He was playing dirty. He knew goddamn well that choking me was going to send me over the edge while I slid up and down his cock. Two could play that game. I gripped his girth with my walls and he groaned. I was so wet, and my pussy was so warm and soft that his dick started to swell and twitch inside of me. I smiled down at him and he pulled me to his lips so we could kiss while we came together.

  I bounced harder and faster while we sucked and nipped on each other’s tongues and lips. “Shit! Shit…oh god…” Xavier cursed as he shot into me hard and hot and…fuck, he just came in me.

  “Xavier!” I moaned and shuddered and as much as I wanted to stay seated on top of him, kissing him, I had to rush to the bathroom. He realized our mistake too. Hell, I’d been reckless for the past few days anyway. Cole came inside of me more times that I could count. My broken heart was going to earn me another damn baby if I didn’t calm down.

  “I’m so sorry, Camilla.” He apologized profusely when I came out of the bathroom.

  “It’s okay. We were in the moment.”

  “Were we ever. Shit. I haven’t fucked like that in...” He paused to think about it. “In a long ass time. Maybe since the last time I fucked you.”

  “Wait…I know you’re fucking Bernice. She’s gorgeous.”

  “She is, but she doesn’t like to fuck like I do.”

  “So have you been cheating on her?” I asked knowingly.

  “Yeah, you already know how I am. I’ve never been able to find a woman who matched my sex drive like you.” He touched my cheek and I blushed a little. “I know it sounds selfish and fucked up but, Jesus I’m glad Manny slipped up. I needed you more than I knew.”

  “You’re just a horny pervert,” I laughed.

  “Take me as I am. And you just did that, very well. You’re still so damn nasty,” he squeezed my ass in his hand.

  “And you still know how to make me blush. See, this is how it was supposed to be with Cole,” I blurted unintentionally.

  “Uh huh…” Xavier nodded. “So you fucked around with him too?”

  “Yeah,” I sighed. “It turned into something different though.”

  “Oh, he finally professed his love for you huh?”

  “Shut up,” I shoved him and he grabbed me in his arms.

  “It’s the Camilla spell. I just hope to hell you didn’t pass it along to Chloe.”

  “Oh, she has several little boys in pre-k drooling over her,” I chuckled. My daughter was already following in my footsteps and I didn’t know if it was a good or bad thing.

  **

  Chapter Fifteen

  Alexander

  I was finally being released from solitary so I’d been packing my papers and pictures getting ready to find out whom my newest cellmate would be. Hopefully, it was someone peaceful. I paused when I came across the picture of Camilla in her pink bikini, smiling. I was so close to fucking her last week. I’d kicked myself every day for not just throwing caution to the wind. But she wasn’t ready.

  Knowing Camilla, she fucked someone though. I just hoped that whomever she got hold of knew the consequences. She would always love Manny. That was the long and short of it all.

  Yeah she loved me, Cole, and Xavier but she loved no one like she loved Manny. I knew if I fucked her I’d get my heart involved and she’d mend things with my brother and leave me hurting. Can’t say I wouldn’t deserve it though. I put her through hell.

  I put the bikini picture in an envelope with the rest of the pictures then I picked up a letter from Christina and sighed. She was off her damn meds. I could tell simply
from the erratic thought patterns and handwriting.

  When she wrote me and told me about Joseph wanting to make amends with me…again; I laughed. I laughed so fucking hard the guard had to tell me to shut the fuck up. Joseph wanted to make amends with me. The only reason I responded was because I knew Emmanuel was still waiting for him to resurface and I figured I could help.

  I’d just tucked away the last photo of Chloe when I heard the guard calling for me. I grabbed my envelope and waited for the door to roll open. “Put that shit down, Epps. Let’s go.” I felt my forehead crease with a frown.

  “What’s going on?” I asked.

  “You’re shutting the fuck up and following me. You have a visitor.”

  “It’s not Tuesday.” I was still frowning as I followed behind the guard, down dimly lit halls and past rooms I’d never seen before. It looked like we were in the prison’s tunnels.

  “I know what fucking day it is. So no, the pretty little governor’s wife isn’t coming to see you. By the way, you messed up big time not fucking her. I would have destroyed her. She’s so fucking hot, and what she sees in you I’ll never know. Maybe you can send her my way. I know exactly what to do with a bitch like that.”

  “What the fuck did you just say?” I stopped walking and glared at the guard. I towered over him by a few inches and had at least one hundred pounds of muscle on him. He sneered up at me and then laughed, walking down a brightly lit hall then stopping in front of a closed office door. “Watch your goddamn mouth the next time you think you’re going to say something about Camilla,” I snapped harshly. I had to fight the urge to knock him out. It was hard though.

  “Watch my mouth huh? I’d love to watch my mouth on her sweet little pussy.” I reared back and cracked the guard in his mouth, drawing blood on contact. His head snapped back and he went to reach for his radio but I slammed my fist into his mouth again and again.

  The office door swung open and I felt two hands pulling me backward. “Alexander, stop it!” Manny’s voice made me pause in my tracks. I spun around and looked into my brother’s face for the first time in over a year.