Walls
There she was… Love of my life, acting all crazy. This was the third day. I´m very patient when it comes to my Queen, but now I was really running out of that virtue. We were about get out. I needed some air and thought that it would help my girl too. I was wrong. All that complaining about weather and her messy hair… It looked I was going to rotten in that hallway. She wasn´t that normal sweetheart woman who she really is. I had enough. I wanted my Queen back. I wasn´t going to look that bitch anymore…
I slammed her against the wall and looked into her eyes when I held my hand on her throat. I knew that look, I saw the anger rising in her eyes. I looked at her incessantly and said stable as I could:
“This attitude of yours… It´s going to end right now. Are we clear?”
She looked back at me. She was so proud and she knew how strong her mind is but that´s why she gets in these troubles time to time. I squeezed her throat harder.
“Are we clear?!”
I saw the grin on her face and the fire in her eyes. Fu*k I loved her for that.. But then she spat on my face. That´s it! I turned her over, ripped her trousers and panties off, held her head against the wall when I showed my co*k in her tight pussy. She screamed so I stopped and covered her mouth.
“Not so cocky, are ya?”
I finished soon as possible because I didn´t want her get any satisfaction. As I was done she lowered herself on the floor. The hate and anger was almost gone in her eyes. But I knew her… She had fought so many battles and those walls were so high that this wasn´t going to be enough. I took her jaw in my hand, forced her to look in my eyes so I could see was I wrong. I wasn´t. If I´m not ending this the right way, I´m going to be like all those fu*kers who had messed up her in the past. I let her go and spat on her.
“Clean yourself, now.”
Walls started to crack, I could almost hear it. I had to go or otherwise I would fu*k things up and be one of the fu*kers. I went outside and smoked a cigarette. This was so fu*king hard. I just wanted to hold her, but I knew that this was the right thing to do. The walls are too high and too strong. This is the right way. This is the right way…
I almost ran back upstairs and opened the door. She was still on the floor. Eyes filled with tears and anger. Was I too early? Did I fu*ked up?
She burst into tears and looked so small. No, I came just in time. I took her in my arms and she hugged me so hard. She was shaking all over, my baby. She was crying her eyes out and I knew the walls were gone at this point. God, I loved this twisted crazy ass bitch! My Queen, my everything! I said that to her and kissed her all over and make sure she really was fine. Finally she answered through the tears:
“You´re the one I live for. Thank you for doing that. Now I can breathe again.”
-Mr. Naughty
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