Rubbed Raw (Triple Threat Book 2)

by Bella Jeanisse

  “We’re outta condoms.” He groaned, and then adjusted his erection that strained against his jeans. “Wait. Don’t you have some in your purse? Where is it?”

  I looked around slowly, feeling dizzier. “I don’t know.” I closed my eyes for a few seconds. “Um, I think I left it in the van.”

  “Don’t move.” Giovanni kissed my lips, hard. “I’ll be right back.”

  I let my body fall back on the pillows as soon as he was gone. The alcohol was really working through my system. My body and mind were giving out.

  A loud groan startled me. I jumped and opened my eyes. I must have fallen asleep because I was very disoriented. Then I heard it again, a pain-filled groan. I got up, carefully and made my way toward the sound, holding onto walls and furniture.

  I couldn’t tell where it was coming from and most of the lights were off. I turned around several times, becoming confused and dizzy. Then it got much louder, followed by my name, slightly muffled. Finally, I went in the right direction. I bumped into the bed and fell forward; landing sprawled across his naked body.

  “Giovanni? You OK?”

  Another groan, but nothing more.

  “Did I hurt you?” I got to my hands and knees. He didn’t respond, so I moved around the bed, before straddling his hips. “You OK?”

  I gasped and lay my head down when he pushed a few fingers into my pussy. Seconds later, I was clawing at his shoulders and crying out. When the trembling stopped, my head was spinning.

  Suddenly, I was on my back, and he was on top of me. “Giovanni,” I softly moaned when he thrust his cock into me. My mind was so fuzzy, I had forgotten about the condoms, even though I could tell he wasn’t wearing one.

  His strokes got faster and his grunts louder. I heard, “Love you.” It was barely audible.

  “Oh, God!” My eyes rolled back while my pussy tightened around him. I clung to him, digging my nails into his skin. “Fuck me harder!” I shouted, wanting to cum even stronger.

  He grabbed my shoulders and started pumping harder and harder. “Baby, I love you so much.”

  “Ay!” My back arched, and I cried out several more times while I continuously orgasmed. Then as he bent down to me, I held him close and bit his neck hard, almost overwhelmed with ecstasy.

  It took me longer than it should have to realize Chad was fucking me, not Giovanni. Just before I said something to him, he lifted my legs and ground into me. Going in slow circles, he gently caressed my cervix.

  “Chad… God, Chad.”

  I soon screamed. Waves of extreme pleasure washed over me in a never-ending succession. Without thinking, I pulled his face down to me and kissed him as I tensed and quivered.

  His moans came closer together and got louder, until he haltingly whispered. “Baby… yes… Crystal…” Then he let out a gasp and a quiet moan just before pulling out.

  I clung to him, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts, none making much sense. When I could breathe normally, I started to think a bit clearer. Had I imagined it was Chad?

  “Baby, I really missed that.” Chad rolled off me and lay on his back.

  All of a sudden, reality came back to me. I had cheated on Giovanni, and the guilt was awful. I lay there for a few seconds; mixed up and unsure of everything. I didn’t know what to do.

  When I realized I had to hide what happened, I felt a surge of adrenaline. I quickly grabbed a shirt from the hamper, to clean up Chad’s mess. Then I covered him and walked to the living room. I had to grab onto the back of the couch. The room spun, and I was a wreck.

  Then Giovanni surprised me by opening the front door. “Sorry it took me so long.” He put my purse down, picked up my hand and leaned down to kiss me. I turned my head. “You OK?” He asked. When he pulled me to him, my legs gave out. He quickly caught me. “Are you drunk?”

  I looked up at him. “I don’t think so.”

  “What did he give you?”

  “I don’t know.”

  He picked me up. “You’re not supposed to drink with your medicine. It screws up everything. How many did you have? Looks like you’re trashed.”

  “Two. Just two,” I admitted with my head on his shoulder.

  He walked to our room and put me on the bed. “You can’t take your sleeping pill either with alcohol, my love.”

  I started to feel more intoxicated. My body stopped responding to my commands. When Giovanni was naked also, he lay down on the bed and held me close. My guilt ate at me as his skin touched mine.

  He whispered, “I love you.”

  Tears fell as shame built within me. “I love you, too,” I softly responded.

  That night, I dreamt of Chad and me in bed again. Then Giovanni walked in and saw us. I woke up with a jolt but was happy it was only a dream.

  Then I went back to sleep and dreamt of the crazy fan finding me alone. I screamed and yelled as he tore my clothes again, and then Chad didn’t save me. I screamed even louder.

  “Wake up, my love. It’s only a dream,” Giovanni called to me, but he sounded far away.

  I screamed louder as he raped me. Suddenly, I bolted up, still screaming in terror and crying uncontrollably.

  “Crystal, it’s OK. I’m here, my love.”

  I continued to scream as the dream continuously played in my head. Giovanni rubbed my back and tried to console me, but I couldn’t let the dream go. The bedroom door burst open, and I screamed again thinking it was my attacker. I looked up to see Chad in the doorway.

  “Why didn’t you save me?”

  He quickly got up on the bed and hugged me. “I did save you, my baby girl. It wasn’t real. Just a dream. I did save you from him.”

  His tears ran down my bare back. The skin of his chest touched mine as he held me tightly. “Chad, you weren’t there. He raped me over and over and over.”

  “That’s not what really happened,” Chad assured me. “Please believe me. I stopped him. I did. Remember, I pulled him off you. I punched him, and he fell on the floor with his pants open.”

  I cried harder when the real memories flooded my mind. “Please don’t let him find me again. Don’t let me go, Chad! He’ll get me.” Giovanni’s hand still lay on my back as Chad held me tight, almost crushing my breasts against him.

  Giovanni caressed my hair softly. “Chad, this is how it was after that night. Every night she screamed and cried. That’s why I had to get her on sleeping pills. You gave her alcohol. She can’t drink with the pills. I couldn’t give them to her.”

  “I’m sorry, my baby girl. I’m so sorry,” Chad whispered into my ear as I finally felt the dream and the memories fading away. “I didn’t know.”

  The sheet that had been over part of my body fell away as Chad moved and more of his skin touched mine. The alcohol still had me mixed up. I wanted his cock again. I put my hand in his hair and kissed him, gliding my tongue over his.

  Giovanni pulled me back and laid me down. “Chad, the alcohol and her medicine made her really intoxicated. She has no idea what she’s doing. I’m sorry she woke you. She just wouldn’t stop screaming no matter what I did.”

  Chad stared at my breasts as he replied to Giovanni, “Its fine, and I’m sorry I fucked up.” He kissed my forehead and whispered, “I love you so much, baby. Get some sleep.”

  Chapter 6

  I woke up without having another nightmare. When I opened my eyes, I had trouble focusing. Then I heard, “Is she up yet?”

  After blinking a few times, I saw Chad in the doorway, looking toward the kitchen and wearing a pair of Giovanni’s pajama pants. “She’s not moving, so I doubt it.” He walked away. “Was Jon upset you canceled fixing his bike today?”

  “Nah,” Giovanni appeared in the room, also in only pajama pants. “Hey, you are awake.” He quickly crossed the room. “Any more nightmares?”

  I shook my head, and then groaned. I felt like I had a bit of a hangover.

  “Good. You cried and called for Chad a few times, so I thought so. You dreamt about Chad?”

/>   The one I had of Chad and I making love played in my head for a while. “Um… I was scared and wanted him to save me.”

  “Guess I gotta get used to that.” Giovanni kissed my lips. “Wish I was the one who stopped him.”

  I shuddered and shut my eyes, trying not to let the memories start.

  “I’m sorry.” He lay down next to me and hugged me. “I didn’t mean to remind you.” His hand ran up and down my back, slowly. “Just relax, my love.”

  “You guys wanna…” Chad was suddenly in the room. “Hey, baby. You OK?”

  Giovanni sighed. “I just said something stupid. Can you get her some water? I kinda upset her.”

  Once I had taken a drink, Chad spoke up again, “Sorry I got so trashed last night. I came in here to ask if I should cook breakfast. To make it up to you guys.”

  “That’d be great. I’m starving.” Giovanni looked into my eyes, “You hungry?”

  I looked from him to Chad and felt such guilt over what happened the night before. I managed a weak, “No.” If only Chad didn’t make me feel so good.

  “Hey, Chad. Can you go inside so Crystal can get dressed?” He took the glass from me.

  “Yeah, no problem,” Chad replied as he walked back to the door. “I’ll start cooking.”

  Within seconds of the door closing, Giovanni was naked and on top of me. I tried not to let my guilt show through as he held me and kissed me. Then he got to his knees and flipped me over.

  He leaned down and whispered, “You cum harder this way.” He picked up my hips until I was on my knees also.

  At least he couldn’t see the shame on my face. I heard him open a condom, and soon he thrust his cock into me with a grunt. Crying into the pillow quietly, I held on as he drove in and out of me intensely.

  “Come on, Crystal. Scream for me,” Giovanni begged minutes later, as he slammed against my ass. He picked my hips up a bit more. “You know what I wanna hear.” He moved faster, and then smacked my ass. “Give it to me!”

  I had to do something before he figured out what was wrong. I closed my eyes and grasped the sheet beneath me. Then I started to rock my hips back toward him with each thrust.

  “Oh, yeah. I like that,” he said, breathlessly.

  I started pushing back harder, needing him to punish me. What I had done would devastate him, and the feelings for Chad still in my heart were even worse. The headboard was banging into the wall loudly by then.

  “God, Crystal… That feels so fucking good.” He started pulling out even more and rammed into me as I rocked back hard against him. I felt the bed moving with each hit. “You’re gonna make me cum faster.”

  I started to enjoy it. “Giovanni…” Slam. “Fuck… me…” Slam. “Harder… Please.” Slam. “Oh, God… Giovanni… Oh, God… Oh… God!” I pulled on the sheet as I screamed. My entire body tensed and shook at the same time.

  “Crystal… Fuck!” He drove into me hard and stopped, his cock swelling and shuddering as he let go. Then he squeezed my hips. “Crystal!” Soon enough, he pulled out, and then got off the bed. “Shit, the bed’s in the middle of the fucking room.”

  I could barely move. A soft “Uh-huh,” was all I could manage before I dropped onto the bed.

  Seconds later, he slowly pushed the bed back in place and lay down. He took me into his arms, facing him. I rested my head on his chest and tried not to cry. The guilt had returned, but I needed to keep silent. I couldn’t hurt him. I had to bury it and go on.

  “You OK, Crystal?” He raked my hair while I clutched him. “You’re shaking.”

  “I’m cold,” I lied, which hurt even more.

  Then there was a knock on the door. Giovanni grabbed the blanket and pulled it over us, and then shouted, “Come in.”

  “Hey lovebirds, food’s ready.” Chad didn’t look happy. He obviously heard us.

  My eyes opened wide when I noticed he had a hickey on his neck. How could I not have seen that earlier? My infidelity felt even worse now. I hoped Chad played it off well. He thought fast on his feet, so I was sure he came up with something believable.

  “We’ll be right out,” Giovanni told him. After Chad had closed the door again, Giovanni asked, “Are you sure you’re all right? You don’t seem like yourself.”

  I looked up at him, hoping he couldn’t see through me. “Maybe the pill I took yesterday wore off.”

  “Shit, I forgot. You were supposed to take that this morning!” Giovanni exclaimed as he jumped out of the bed quickly. “I’m gonna have to set an alarm so we don’t forget again. They won’t work if you don’t take them.”

  He took out clean clothes and left the room, still naked. Something he normally wouldn’t do with someone else in the house. I sat up and smiled, knowing I was changing him somehow. He had become less uptight about certain things.

  He soon came back with the pill and handed me my water. “Please put something on before you go inside. I don’t want Chad seeing you naked again.” Then he was gone, shutting the door behind him.

  As I got out of bed, I heard the shower turn on. Then I grabbed one of Giovanni’s T-shirts and pajama pants. Before I closed the bottom drawer, I saw a picture Chad had taken of Giovanni and me naked. A smile crossed my face, thinking of that day. I knew Giovanni asked Chad for a copy, but I didn’t know he really did.

  It was another clue I missed. Thinking back, I saw so many times when one of us gave the other a hint about our feelings and neither of us caught it. I sighed, and then got dressed, rolling the legs of the pants up.

  Chad whistled at me as I entered the kitchen. “You make anything look good.”

  I laughed. “You gotta be kidding me. There’s no way I look good in this.”

  “You do to me.” Chad smiled and pulled up the back of my shirt. “I’m so happy you got this.” He touched my lower back. “This makes you so much hotter.”

  “It sure does,” Giovanni added from the doorway, in a towel. “Chad, I’m glad you told her to do it. I know it’s a weird question, but have you ever seen it from behind her?”

  Chad smirked.

  Giovanni laughed. “I’m gonna take that look as a yes. It moves well. Don’t it?”

  I blushed from their conversation and put my hands over my face. “Hey, keep the guy talk away from me. I don’t want you two doing comparisons or something. Yes, you both seen me naked, and yes you both had sex with me multiple times.”

  “Yeah, but I had her first,” Chad chimed in.

  I walked out of the room, embarrassed and shocked. With my head in my hands, I sat on the couch. I didn’t want Giovanni to know everything we had done.

  “I’m sorry, baby.” Chad sat next to me and draped an arm around my shoulders. “I was just playing around. Guys say shit like that all the time.” He kissed the top of my head. “I love you, Crystal. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

  I looked up at him, tears still falling. “What we did was private. I don’t want you broadcasting it. I trusted you. How could you tell Giovanni that?”

  “Crystal, I already knew. It was obvious.” Giovanni knelt at my feet, wearing boxers. “That was one of the reasons I assumed you didn’t feel the same way about me.” He took my hands in his. “It doesn’t matter what you did with Chad. All that matters is you’re mine now.”

  Suddenly, I threw my arms around him. “I’m so sorry!” The guilt overwhelmed me. “It just happened.”

  Giovanni pulled away and grasped my arms gently. “What? What happened?” He waited a few seconds before asking, “Crystal, what could you have to be sorry for?”

  I looked at him, tears falling, fast. “I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I said between sobs. “I was so out of it. I thought he was you at first. I love you. I’m so sorry.”

  “You’re kidding. Right?” Giovanni let go of me and stood up. “Did you really fuck my girlfriend?” Giovanni grabbed Chad and stood him up. Giovanni didn’t seem to care about their height difference.

  Chad fumbled for words, “Um… uh…”


  “Did you?” He let Chad go and walked away a bit. Then he looked at me. “Is that what happened, or am I wrong?”

  “I did.” Chad’s eyes opened wide as Giovanni came toward him. “I’m sorry, Giovanni. I was so drunk.”

  Giovanni punched Chad in the face. He fell to the floor, blood coming from his mouth. “I'm gonna kill you!” Giovanni shouted. He grabbed Chad and hit him again. “You son of a bitch!”

  Still crying, I got up. “Stop it! Please!”

  Chad had his hands up, trying to stop Giovanni’s blows. “Baby, I deserve it. Ow! Fuck!” He groaned as Giovanni connected with his ribs.

  I had to do something but didn’t know what.

  “You motherfuckin’ asshole,” Giovanni growled as he punched Chad’s temple. “I told you to keep your fucking hands off her!”

  Suddenly, I screamed, “I wanted him instead of you!” The room instantly fell silent.

  Giovanni turned around, his mouth agape. “You what?” He came to me and grabbed me tightly by the arms. With a horrified look in his eyes, he shook me hard. “You been lying to me?” He shook me again. “How many times have you done him? You fucking bitch!”

  I realized what a stupid thing that was to say. “No. Please.” The look in his eyes was frightening.

  “She’s lying, and you know it!” Chad yelled. “We were just drunk and confused.”

  Then Giovanni pushed me down on the couch. He glanced at Chad, and then scowled at me before clutching my arms again.

  “Please don’t hurt me!” I cried even harder.

  His expression changed quickly. “Oh, God, I’m sorry.” He crouched down and picked up my hands as I trembled. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” There were tears in his eyes.

  “I’m sorry.” I started sobbing.

  Chad was still on the floor. “I’m sorry too, man. I was so drunk—”

  “You’re still here?” Giovanni roared. He stood up. “Get the fuck outta here!”

  Chad got up. “Let me get my keys.” He backed away from Giovanni slowly and grabbed a pile of stuff on an end table. “Baby, I’m sorry.”