SCREAMIN' in Pain

by Cynthia Pegram

  The way Giovanni looks at me, I feel as if he is looking through me. He is absolutely the best-looking man I have ever seen! I am not ready for him to get that close to me. He makes me so hot, yet so nervous.

  Heather and Randy come back to the table with more shots of tequila. We down those, next Giovanni, and I take to the dance floor.

  We dance, having a great time. As the night, goes on we drink some more and I feel much more comfortable with, Giovanni. I find out he really is an awesome man!

  The last song of the night, I can totally feel my alcohol. The band starts to play Crazy Bitch. Giovanni takes my hand, leading me to the dance floor. Heather and Randy joins us. I start to grind my ass up against Giovanni’s penis. Yummy, he feels so good! He can definitely move. We move as if we have danced together for years.

  I look up; Heather and Randy are dancing next to us. I am doing some serious grinding on Giovanni. He has me by the waist pulling me closer into him. Heather is watching me, smiling like an idiot. I ignore her and keep on grinding. When we are finished dancing, we head back to the table. All of us feeling pretty fucked up! The server walks over with four more shots of tequila. Randy holds up his glass to make a toast.

  “Here is to a hopeful relationship.”

  They all down their drinks. I hold mine for a minute looking at Randy, as if he is crazy. I down my drink thinking, “Whatever.”

  As we leave the club, Giovanni places his hand in the middle of my back. He starts to caress my skin. My, that feels so good! I am drunk so I do not mind at all.

  We get into the limo, heading back to my house. Heather looks at me smiling as if she is up to something.

  "Kristy, we will bring your car back to you tomorrow. You can leave it at our house tonight.” She looks down at Giovanni holding my hand.

  We pull into my driveway. I get out of the car, but Heather does not move, “Heather, are you guys going to come in?” She looks at me shaking her head no, smiling.

  “I’m not feeling good; I think I drank too much.”

  I give her a nasty glare and she starts to laugh. Giovanni gets out of the car. He stands next to me, “is it okay if I come in, Kristy?”

  “Sure, Giovanni.”

  Giovanni and I head to the front door stumbling all the way there. Taking out my keys to open the front door, I drop them. I start to giggle thinking, “I am pretty toasted.” He takes the keys from me, unlocking the door. We enter inside to the living room.

  “Do you want something to drink?”

  I head in the kitchen and turn on the light. He creeps up behind me putting his hands on my waist.

  “No thank you, I had plenty.”

  I turn to him as he caresses my arm. I know where this is leading. I wonder if I can go through with it. The only man I have ever been with was Hugh. Except, the raping I took from Dewayne!

  Looking into his eyes, he grabs me, kissing me passionately. I am so afraid and very nervous! Giovanni looks like he knows what he is doing. He picks me up kissing the hell out of me. He whispers into my ear as he is nibbling on my lobe, “Which way to the bedroom?”

  Kissing him very fiercely, I point down the hallway. He carries me to my room. Once inside he places me on the bed groping my breasts. I roll over onto him, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. I kiss him again staring into his eyes I remove his shirt.

  I start to rub his chest realizing how big his muscles are. I feel his erection from underneath his pants. Wow . . . he feels so big down there. I start to undo his belt. He groans as I unfasten his zipper.

  He kicks off his shoes. I hear them hit the wall. I pull his pants off sitting on the floor in front of him. His erection is huge sticking out from his tight boxers. I remove them so I can fondle him. He is so big I am getting worried. I have never had one so big. Hugh was on the average side, but Giovanni is outrageous!

  I have never really done it before, but I put the tip of his penis in my mouth sucking. He starts to growl. The sound he makes almost has me laughing. I spread his legs further apart taking him in a little more. I am teasing him with the flicker of my tongue.

  He grabs my head holding it there as he pushes further into my mouth. I am so surprised I do not gag or throw up. This is so new to me. I lick at his tip all the way down his shaft nibbling his head. I start to fuck him hard with my mouth.

  “Aw fuck!” He grabs my head to stop me from moving anymore. As he releases, all his juices flow to the back of my throat. I swallow all of it! He lays still trying to catch his breath.

  When he finally gets it together, he turns to me, “I thought you were going to give me a heart attack.”

  I smile to myself knowing that I have totally pleased this man! I tried hard to please Hugh but I never could! Now I finally did please someone. That made me feel good inside!

  He pulls me up, so he can remove my clothes. Pulling me on the bed, he rests on top of me. He sticks one of my breasts into his mouth. He sucks so hard it sends chills straight to my pussy. Ahh, that feels so good, I start to moan.

  He pushes my legs apart sliding his fingers into me. He proceeds to get them deeper. That feels so good. I want more, but I am afraid!

  “I haven’t had any other man except my husband, Hugh. I am really nervous about this.” He pushes his finger deeper, circling me.

  “Don’t worry, Kristy, I am not going to hurt you. I will take care of you.”

  His fingers are so long. It feels so good. I lay my head back pushing my hips up. I want more I need more. Pulling his fingers out, he goes under the sheets. I feel his tongue in me; licking me repeatedly, he has me on the brink! That feels so incredible!

  He comes back up to me reaching for his wallet. He slides on a condom then put himself inside of me. He is slow and soft not wanting to hurt me. We dance together that way. I cum with the softest sound. He cums behind me with a loud moan and groan.

  He holds me tight as we sleep. A couple of hours later I wake up severely sweating. I feel Hugh watching me. I roll from side to side trying to shake the feeling. Giovanni feels the bed moving and wakes up.

  “Kristy, are you alright?”

  I wipe the sweat away from my forehead. I roll into him so he can hold me tight. I want him to protect me from the memories.

  “Yes, I am fine.”

  I hold him tight so the feeling will leave me. He kisses my forehead then rolls me over on him.

  “I want to make love to you again. I want to go harder this time. Will you be okay with that?”

  “Yes.” I am so ready I want him again.

  He grabs another condom from his wallet then puts it on. This time he rams into me with force. I scream out in pain. He looks down at me seeing if I am okay.

  “I’m fine, please keep going.”

  He grabs the headboard ramming me repeatedly. He is so deep I think I can feel him in my stomach. I move with him up and down, round, and round. We both hit our peaks together. I scream right along with him. I have physically never felt so good! Mentally I thought he could make me feel just as good.

  CHAPTER 12

  I was in a deep sleep when I heard a bang, bang, and bang. I thought I saw Hugh standing at the end of the bed with his hands into fists. He was saying I am going to kill you. I hear the banging again then realized it is the front door.

  I sit up and see Giovanni sleeping next to me. What the fuck. My head is killing me. It is pounding hard. I get up to answer the door as he sleeps.

  When I get to the front door, I look out of the peephole. Heather and Randy are standing there. Oh hell no . . . I tell myself turning to go back to bed. I climb back in bed they continue to knock.

  Giovanni rolls over looking at me with a big grin, “would you like me to get that?”

  I feel so embarrassed that I did not answer it. I figured if I left it, alone they would leave. I should know better though, we are talking about, Heather. Little miss pushy! She would not leave that easy.

  “Sure, if you would like to.”

  I roll over grabbin
g his pillow to hug it. He gets up giving me a soft kiss on the forehead. He puts on his underwear and goes to the door. I hear him talking out in the living room.

  “Good morning, guys.”

  He steps back so they can enter. Heather looks down at what he is wearing. She gives him a big smile, “we brought your cars back. Giovanni, maybe you could drop us by our house on your way home, please. Where is, Kristy at?” Heather looks down the hallway to my room.

  “Sure, I can give you guys a ride home. She is still in bed. I think she is sleeping.”

  Heather walks straight past him coming into my room, “morning sunshine! How are you doing?”

  I turn over to look at her. She looks great as usual. She is too perky for me this morning!

  “I feel like shit and want nothing but to go back to sleep.”

  She starts to laugh at me, “looks like you and Giovanni had a great time last night.”

  I pick up my pillow throwing it at her, “go away!”

  She laughs again then leaves my bedroom. Giovanni comes back in sitting next to me on the bed. He starts to rub my hair. I have a tear rolling down my face.

  “What’s wrong, Kristy?” He is looking at me with concern on his face.

  I shake my head back and forth saying that nothing is wrong. He can see differently though.

  “Something is wrong. I want you to tell me what it is.”

  I roll away from him so he cannot see my face. “I don’t know. I guess I feel just bad about last night.”

  He lends over to me and caresses my cheek wiping my tears away. He is so gentle with me. So caring about how I feel. This man is so sweet!

  “I understand you had a bad marriage, but I am not like, Hugh. It is okay to move on with your life. It’s okay for you to like someone else,” he lays next to me pulling me in to hug me tight. “It is okay for you to find happiness. You deserve it! I know I can make you happy. I want to make you happy. You have to trust me,” he whispers in my ear.

  Trust me ha I just met you. I lived twenty years with a man I could not trust! A man I thought I knew but did not. What makes you any different?

  “Giovanni, last night was a lot of fun and all. It was special to me! I appreciate everything you did for me. Honestly, I think it’s time to say goodbye.”

  He studies me not sure what I am trying to say. He gets out of my bed to get dressed. I lay there watching him. His body is so firm. He is full of muscles. This man is sexy as hell! He sits on the bed to put his shoes on. Leaning over he kisses me on the cheek.

  “Can I call you later?” he ask me.

  “Sure.”

  I know when he does call I will not answer it. He leaves my room as I roll over crying. I do not want to think of anything so I drift back to sleep. My phone keeps ringing, but I ignore it. A couple of hours later I hear someone enter the front door.

  Here come Heather and Randy stomping into my bedroom. I guess Giovanni forgot to lock the front door. I roll up in a ball crying. Randy walks over to hold me. Heather is hot on his trail! She has smoke coming out of her ears. She is acting pissed off.

  “What on earth did Giovanni do to you?” She is demanding me.

  I look at her shaking my head trying to tell her nothing. Randy just holds me tight, letting me cry on him. When I finally regroup, I sit up to look at them.

  “Giovanni didn’t do a damn thing to me. He is so incredible!” I start to cry again.

  Heather looks at me shaking her head back and forth. Smiling she ask me, “Kris, what is wrong then? I don’t understand why you are crying!” She sits next to Randy and me. She put her hand out rubbing my hair.

  “I fucked Giovanni last night! We had great sex! I saw Hugh standing at the foot of the bed watching us.” Now, I am blubbering, I am unable to stop myself.

  Randy holds me tighter. He tips my head so I am looking at him, “Kristy, I know you still aren’t over what happened to Hugh. I think it is time for you to move on with your life. He was not very nice to you anyway. You are only seeing Hugh because you feel guilty about the shit he did to you. You did not do anything wrong in your marriage. He just could not be pleased even though you tried! You have to forgive him so you can heal.”

  Heather and I sit there staring towards Randy. He never says anything about anything! What he has just said was a mouth full. He spoke nothing except the truth! Heather takes my hand feeling sorry for me.

  “Kris, you know that he is right! I do not care what happened to Hugh. That was the only way you were going to break free. Now, he is out of your life leave it that way.”

  I know what she is saying is the truth, but I do not feel any better. I am so lost!

  “Thank guys for coming to check on me, I just need to get my head on straight. Just please give me some time to myself.” They agree they will give me some space then they leave.

  I lay in bed thinking about Giovanni. I know he is a great man. I feel he is totally into me. However, I cannot wrap my head around why he would want a relationship with me. I give up thinking and go back to sleep.

  When I finally get out of bed, I have a text from Randy, “Giovanni will only do what is best for you. He will not hurt you! He understands what you are going through. He will only try to help you.”

  Shit, why is everyone trying to push me on this man? I am not even sure what I want. I did wonder what it would be like having a relationship with him. I wonder if he would be like Hugh. I wonder if it would start good then go astray. I decided on two things. One, I do not need a man to make me happy! Two, I absolutely cannot wait to move!

  After I look at my phone, again I see I have three missed calls from Giovanni. I take my phone and shove it aside sighing.

  I take my laptop out to see San Diego again. It really is beautiful. I cannot wait to get there, to start over! Being out of Washington and away from the memories of Hugh, I feel I have a better chance of moving on!

  Maybe Randy is right I need to forgive Hugh. Will it really help or will I feel like I am to blame for all of this? Sitting there in deep thought my phone rings scaring the shit out of me! I laugh and look at who is calling. Jeez . . . Giovanni, again he must have programmed his number into my cellphone.

  I ignore my cellphone going back to the internet. I check out my email to see if anyone responded to renting the house out. I want to get fussy about who comes in. I do not want anyone who will damage my home. At the same time, I do not want to wait too long. No one had, but I was hoping soon.

  Giovanni calls a few more times that day. I think about answering it but decide against it. Instead, I lay on the couch thinking about him. I am definitely going to have to see him before I move. I drift off to sleep with Giovanni on my mind and my hand between my legs. When I wake, it is dark outside. I get up heading to bed.

  I slept for a while, but then was awaken to a bad nightmare. Hugh is beating me! He keeps punching me in the face hard. He pulls out a knife stabbing me. I have sweat pouring down my face. This really has to stop I tell myself. I am driving myself crazy!

  The next morning I wake feeling a little off. I am not sure why but, I do. My phone starts to ring so I walk over to answer it, “hello.”

  “Is this, Ms. Price?” A man’s voice on the other end is questioning me.

  “Yes, what can I do for you?”

  “I saw your ad for a house to rent. I was hoping I could come over today to see it.”

  I smile thinking what a pleasant voice he has. I am seriously hoping he will work out. I want someone in my house before I move. It will just make me feel better about leaving. I do not have a house payment so that is not the reason. I just want someone in here, I guess just to watch over my place.

  “Sure, how about one?” We agree to that time hanging up.

  Looking at my phone, I have seven missed calls from Giovanni. I have to say he is not going to give up. Oh, well!

  I go into the kitchen I feel Hugh there again. I decided to take the advice Randy gave me. I stand in the middle of the kitchen
holding my arms up to the ceiling. I scream, “Hugh you are forgiven. I forgive you, I forgive me.” When I am done, I feel better. I only hope it last!

  I pick up my phone to call Heather but see a text from Giovanni, “I tried to call a few times yesterday but got no answer. I hope everything is okay with you. Call me or visit the restaurant for dinner. Please, I want to see you!” I do not reply I call Heather instead.

  “Hi, Kristy, do you feel better?”

  “I feel fine thanks for asking though. I have this man coming out to check on renting my house. Could you come over I don’t want to do this alone?”

  She pauses for a little while. I am about to ask if she is there, but then she starts to talk.

  “Kris - you are renting out your house. I did not know that. You seem like you are forgetting to tell me things lately. Yes, I will be there in a while.” She hangs up on me all pissed off.

  Wow, I think. She is one woman who is hard to figure out. She has been bossy to me most of our life. You would figure I would be used to that by now. Maybe, she is having a harder time with me leaving than I had originally thought.

  She comes knocking on the door around noon. When I open the door, she is smiling at me. She is more pleasant now.

  “Hi, Kris.” She enters walking to the kitchen to get a beer. I lean up against the kitchen counter. I open my beer taking a sip. Heather is smiling at me.

  “Giovanni gave Randy a call last night. He is so worried about you, Kris! He does not understand why you will not answer your phone. He has called and texted you. All I am going to say is have the decency to call Giovanni back! You have no right to treat him like that.”

  What a way to make me feel like shit. Maybe she is right. Maybe I am treating him like shit! I look down to the floor not wanting to talk about it. Heather, however, will not leave it alone.

  “Kris, tell me what happened.”

  “Really? Why should I? You do not want me to see anyone anyway. What does it matter?”

  “I want you to see, Giovanni. I know he is a good man. I know he can make you happy! Besides, you two look totally great together.”

  I look back up to her. Part of me wants to slap her although I know she is doing nothing except being nice and nosy.