Our Dirty Secret (A MFM Ménage Romance)

by Vivian Ward

  “Christian, we both know you don’t mean what you’re saying. You don’t really want me to stay out of your life. You’re speaking out of anger. That’s what you do.”

  “No, this is not out of anger. I mean everything that I’m saying to you. Leave me alone or I’ll make your life a living hell.”

  “Really? What are you going to do? You going to hit me? You and I both know you don’t have it in you.”

  “You’re right. I don’t hit women no matter how much I’d like to right now. If you don’t leave me alone, I’ll make sure to let everyone know that you’re stalking me, though. I’ll tell everyone you know. I’ll tell anyone who will listen. I’ll embarrass you and make sure to drag your name through the mud.”

  Raina didn’t like what she was hearing but she knew I was serious. Her face went from pale to rosy before turning crimson when she finally grabbed her purse and stormed furiously out of my house.

  I hoped that she had gotten the message and would finally get out of my life but I had a feeling things would never be that easy, knowing how stubborn and hard-headed she is.

  Sarabelle 17

  Why did these things keep happening to me? How many different signs did I have to see before I finally realized that I was fighting a losing battle?

  The woman at Christian’s house made some very valid points. I am nothing at all like the girls he was used to being with and I am pretty sure I never would be. Christian was the first man I had ever given myself to so I didn’t have any experience when it came to sex.

  He was the complete opposite. He’d had numerous sexual partners and had most likely seen and done it all. I couldn’t say the same. I was very much learning things as I went along.

  He might not have shown it but I’m sure Christian would lose patience eventually before going out to find more excitement.

  I thought about him non-stop during my entire ride home. I didn’t want to give up on him but if what that woman had said was true, what other choice did I have? I cried and cried for the duration of the trip, which seemed to make the driver rather uncomfortable.

  That wasn’t my intention but I was upset and couldn’t help myself. My sister had a lot more experience when it came to dating so I just wanted to get home so I could tell her what happened. She isn’t great when it comes to giving sisterly advice but I was hoping she would come through for me on this occasion.

  When the car dropped me off, I made my way inside as fast as I could. I called out to Lexi but didn’t get a response. All of the lights were off downstairs so she was either not home or she was up in her bedroom.

  It was very possible that she was still fast asleep considering her love for partying late into the night. After making my way up the stairs, I crept into her room as quietly as I could debating whether I would wake her up or let her sleep and talk to her later.

  That was a choice I wouldn’t have to make because she wasn’t in her room either. I had no clue where she was but she wasn’t at home.

  Hoping she may be coming back soon, I called her cell phone but got sent to voice mail after the second ring. I hoped she would call back soon but in the meantime, I needed to relax and the best way for me to do that would be to take a nice, long, hot bath.

  In my room, I kicked my shoes off and turned on the light. I screamed loudly when I turned to make my way into the bathroom only to find Kade sitting in the chair by the window. I didn’t know what to do.

  I wasn’t sure what his intentions were but they couldn’t be good if he had been hiding in my room waiting for me to come home. I thought about what my options were. What I really wanted to do was make a dart for my door and run away.

  I knew that wouldn’t work because I’m not the fastest person in the world and he would be able to catch me well before I got to the top of the stairs. Instead, I decided to ask him point blank why he was there.

  “What are you doing in my room, Kade?”

  “You think you are really fucking slick, don’t you Sarabelle?”

  “Slick? What are you talking about?”

  “You stupid bitch! Did you think I wouldn’t realize what you did? Did you think I wouldn’t notice that the memory card was suddenly missing from my phone? How fucking stupid do you think I am?”

  “I don’t believe you’re stupid, Kade, but you had no right to take those pictures of my sister. I was just doing what I had to do to protect her.”

  “Bullshit! You knew what you had to do to protect her.”

  “What? Sleep with you? That’s not going to happen. I don’t understand you, Kade. Why do you want to have sex with me so bad? Why do you wish to have sex with someone who has no desire to have sex with you? It doesn’t make any sense.”

  “Don’t question me. You have no right to question me about anything. I’m here to get my memory card back. Give it to me and I’ll be on my way.”

  “I don’t have your memory card.”

  “Bullshit. Where is it?”

  “I gave it to my sister and she made sure it was thoroughly destroyed.” That part was a lie. I had no idea what my sister did with the memory card but I didn’t want to let him know that.

  “Well that memory card is mine and if you can’t produce it, you’re going to have to pay me for it.”

  “Fine, I’ll pay you for it. What was it? Twenty bucks? Thirty? How much do you need?”

  “There you go again, Sarabelle. Always acting so naive. This is not about money. This has never been about money. This has always been about you. You’re going to give me what I want this time or I’m just gonna fucking take it.”

  Kade got that same scary look in his eyes as he did the night at the gala in the labyrinth and I could tell that he was serious. I darted out of my room and ran as fast as I could. As I moved, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Christian’s number.

  I knew I wouldn’t have the chance to talk to him but I hoped that if he heard what was happening in the background, he would send the cops. Kade grabbed me right as I turned to go down the stairs and dragged me back into my room, throwing me onto my bed and ripping my t-shirt in half. He was pawing at me, trying to get into my bra.

  “You might as well let me do this. You might even be surprised by how much you like it,” he snarled through gritted teeth.

  I was fighting him off and trying to push him off me but he was much bigger than me and far too strong. I looked over and saw that my cell phone had fallen onto the floor right next to the bed. I could also see that the call I had made to Christian was still active. He was on the line and I needed to make some noise to let him know what was going on.

  “I said no Kade. Get the fuck off of me or I’m gonna scream,” I yelled.

  “Go ahead and scream. Nobody’s here but me and you. Who’s gonna hear you?”

  “Why are you doing this to me? Just leave me alone. I promise I won’t tell anyone if you just get out of my house.”

  “I’ve been waiting for this moment for too long, Sarabelle. I’ve wanted you for so long but you’ve been too stubborn to let it happen. Let’s get these clothes off you and you can be my next model. You’re the twin that I really want to take beautiful pictures of.”

  He pulled his phone out of his pocket and held it up in front of me, preparing to take a photograph. Knowing what he intended to do with the pictures, I refused to let him. I moved from side to side quickly and was eventually able to kick his cell phone out of his hand.

  It hit the wall hard and crashed to the floor. I could see the cracked screen from where I was lying and I could also see the anger brewing in Kade’s face.

  “You fucking bitch! Look what you did,” he screamed as he slapped me in the face with the back of his hand.

  I froze in place, stunned that he had just hit me. I should have known he was capable of it. I mean, any man capable of trying to rape a woman wouldn’t think twice when it came down to hitting one.

  Still, I was taken aback by it. It stung and left my jaw hurting. While I was stunned, he m
anaged to rip my bra apart and started to work on my pants. When the air in the room hit my nipples, I was snapped back into reality.

  I wasn’t going to make things easy for him and started to struggle once more. I wanted to reach up and claw at his face but I stopped myself, fearing that he might strike me again.

  Struggling against an attacker is exhausting. The longer I tried to keep him out of my pants, the more tired I became. Eventually, I thought he was going to succeed as I didn’t have it in me any longer to keep resisting. Just when I thought all hope was lost, Kade was pulled away from me.

  Looking up, I was relieved to see Christian struggling with Kade. Seeing a quick opening, Kade took a swing at Christian, knocking him down. He tried to make a run for it but Christian grabbed his legs and tripped him.

  Kade was willing to do whatever he could to escape but it wasn’t going to happen. Christian pinned him down to the floor and climbed on top of him, raining down fist after fist across his face.

  “What in the hell is the matter with you?” Christian yelled at him as he pummeled his face. “Didn’t you learn anything the first time this happened?”

  Eventually, Kade was yelling that he’d had enough and was begging Christian to have some mercy on him. Christian wanted nothing more than to beat Kade’s face to a pulp but he looked over at me and could see the fear in my eyes. After one more well-placed shot, he got up off the floor while Kade groaned in pain.

  “This might be your lucky day, you little piece of shit. I want you to remember the third time’s a charm. Next time you won’t be so lucky. If you mess with my girl one more time, you might not make it to see the light of day ever again. I don’t even want to see you in the same vicinity as Sarabelle. Do you understand me?”

  Kade nodded, signifying his agreement.

  “I’m serious. If I see you around my girl again, I’ll kill you.”

  Kade crawled out of the room, only getting up onto his feet once he was in the hallway. He left a trail of blood behind on the floor that would have to be cleaned up.

  None of that mattered to me. The only thing I was thinking about was the fact that Christian had just called me his girl not once but twice. Maybe I was wrong and was once again letting my mind make decisions for me. Perhaps it was time to start listening to my heart.

  Christian 18

  “Are you okay?” I asked Sarabelle as the creep who had been attacking her ran away like a dog with his tail between his legs. She didn’t answer me. She just got up off her bed and ran over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, squeezing tightly.

  Her entire body started to shake as she wept in my arms.

  I felt so bad for her. I felt that this had been my fault. If I had never left her alone to take that phone call, she wouldn’t have come across Raina and would never have left my house.

  “I’m so sorry I let this happen to you,” I told her, running my fingers through her hair, trying to comfort her the best I could.

  After a few minutes, she started to calm down as she took deep breaths so that she could talk to me.

  “You have nothing to be sorry for Christian. You didn’t let anything happen to me.”

  “I can’t help but feel that I’m to blame. I’m sorry about Raina earlier. Whatever it was she said to you, I just want you to know that it’s bullshit.”

  “I know. I don’t know why I listened to her. I’m so scared of whatever this is that we have going on.”

  “What this is is something very real,” I cupped my hands around her sweet face, allowing my thumb to run over that cute dimple in her cheek. “I know that it may seem scary but it doesn’t have to be. I’m here for you and I want you to know that. I’m not going anywhere.”

  Sarabelle was very shaken up by what had just happened and I can’t say that I blame her. I was happy that I had been there to save her from things going any further but I still felt bad that she had to endure it at all.

  “I know it’s real, Christian. I really do. I feel so bad for doubting you. This is all so new to me and I’m not sure how to react to it sometimes.”

  “I know things can get scay, but they don’t have to be with me. I’m promise I’ll always be here for you.”

  “You have no idea how that makes me feel. Listen, I’m still a little freaked out after what just happened and I don’t really want to leave the house. Do you think you could stay with me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.”

  “Of course, I will. I’ll stay with you as long as you need me to.”

  Sarabelle looked up at me and smiled before burying her head back into my chest. I sat with her for a long time until she was finally able to calm herself down.

  Eventually, she told me that she was coming into her room to take a bath when the attack happened and asked if I would sit in the bathroom with her while she showered. The attack must have taken a heavy toll on her as she didn’t even want to be by herself in her own bathroom. Of course, I agreed to sit in there with her until she got out.

  Once she was dressed, we went downstairs to relax and try to enjoy the rest of the evening together. With all of the commotion, we were both starving and made ourselves something to eat.

  After we finished eating, we retreated to the living room to watch some movies. I tried to convince her to give the Rocky movies a shot as I’m a huge Sylvester Stallone fan but she wouldn’t budge. She wanted to watch The Notebook. I protested quite a bit as a man is supposed to do when his girlfriend suggests a chick flick on movie night but the truth was, I didn’t care what we watched as long as the two of us could be together. It turned out to be a cute movie as I actually liked it, although you will never hear me admitting that to her.

  After the movie was over, we had some snacks and sat around talking. We didn’t talk about anything in particular and I love it when we have those types of conversations. It showed a level of comfort that a lot of couples don’t get to experience.

  I’ve seen it time and time again with the women that I’d take home. We’d literally sit there without having anything to say and would remain in silence until I took her home. Now, even if she and I didn’t have anything in particular to talk about, we found a topic so we could keep the conversation going.

  Eventually, we both started yawning as the night took its toll on both of us.

  “You about ready to go to bed?” she asked.

  “Yeah, I think we should call it a night,” I replied before helping her clean up from our snacks.

  I decided I was going to be good that night. She had been through so much that day and I didn’t want to disrespect her even though I wanted her badly.

  When we went to bed, she rested her head on my chest while I was flat on my back, falling to sleep very quickly. I laid there listening to the soft, shallow sounds of her breathing and realized how lucky I was to have the opportunity to be with a girl like her.

  She may be what many consider a good girl but to me, that’s exactly what I’ve always needed. I just didn’t know it.

  Still thinking of my good fortune, I drifted off to sleep only to be woke up by the realization that she and I were kissing. I had my head leaned down while our hungry tongues explored each other.

  She opened her eyes as well, realizing that we had been making out in our sleep. I pulled her tightly to me, her full breasts squeezing into my lower chest and my straining cock pushing against her midsection.

  When coming up for air, we looked each other in the eyes. I moved her hair out of her eyes while she smiled up at me.

  “You are absolutely beautiful,” I said before giving her a kiss on the forehead. She threw her arms around my neck once more while we kissed slowly and tenderly. I could never get enough of those lips of hers. They were so soft and sensuous and her darting tongue seemed ravenous.

  “Can you just give me a minute, Christian?”

  “Of course,” I said as she left the bedroom and made her way into her bathroom, closing the door behind her.

  When she returned, she s
tood in front of me, wearing a lacy pink bra and matching panties. Her body looked like it glowed in the moonlight coming in through her window and her beauty almost left me breathless.

  Her skin was flawless and she had the perfect stomach. It was flat and narrow but it curved out into the swell of her hips. Her legs were shapely and always so smooth. She was my definition of the perfect woman.

  I’m not even kidding when I say she looked stunning. I caught myself sitting on the corner of her bed with my mouth hanging wide open. She noticed my mouth as well and flashed a smile of lust in my direction.

  “I think someone likes what he sees,” she said in a teasing manner.

  “Come here,” I patted my lap.

  With the most devilish grin, she walked slowly towards me. Wrapping her arms around me, her cunning tongue slipped back into my mouth while it felt like her entire body melted into mine.

  Grabbing hold of her right hand, I helped guide it down onto my pulsing cock, and she rubbed it gently through the material of my boxers. Her touch felt incredible. I ran my hands down her back, stopping to cup the firm cheeks of her shapely, round ass.

  The kiss broke, she stood back and bowed her head slightly, reached up behind herself, unclasped the bra she was wearing and tossed it to the side. Her full breasts sprung free, her hard nipples sticking out, begging to be sucked on.

  I knelt down on the floor and took one of her nipples into my mouth, rolling my tongue all around it. She let out a moan that was light and barely audible. Her head rolled back as I sucked firmly while rolling her other nipple between my fingers.

  She backed away from me and pulled my boxers down to my knees and slipped them off onto the floor. My cock sprang into the air, already rock hard. She stole a quick glance at it right before she started running her hands slowly all over my upper body.

  She squeeled when I lifted her into the air and placed her face down on her bed. I pulled her panties off her body, which caused her to draw her knees forward, making that perfect ass stick out. It was almost as if it was giving me an invitation. I knelt down and bent forward, kissing all around her ass cheeks.