A Deal With The Devil - Sophie J Brain (top fiction books of all time TXT) 📗

no good, her heart was beating double speed. What was he doing there? Why couldn’t he just leave her alone?

“Nice place” Phil commented “I can see you are doing well for yourself.” “I get by” Jen replied cautiously “I am in between jobs at the moment. Why are you here?” Phil chuckled “you don’t mess around do you?”

“I told you to leave me alone” Jen snapped “why are you here?” “I can’t stop thinking about you” Phil murmured as he walked towards her.

Jen’s heart started beating faster and she took a step back out of fear. Phil had a dangerous look in his eye, one she remembered from when they dated, and she didn’t like it. It was the look he had had before they had fucked for the first time.

“I can’t help that” she said nervously.

“You were always such a good girl” he grinned as he ran his finger down her cheek.

She flinched and moved away from him again, how did he know where she lived? She supposed it was easy enough to find out, especially when he was connected so closely to Caroline’s school but still it unnerved her. She didn’t want to be alone with him, especially when he looked so aggressively turned on but what else could she do? Will wasn’t expected back until that evening and she doubted he would leave if she asked. She had already asked him to leave her alone and he had defied her in that regard.

“Why are you here?” she repeated.

He walked to her again and put his hand on her waist. She tried to move away but he held firm “I missed you, Jenny. Seeing you last night reminded me how good you are and I want you.”

“No!” Jen snapped as she pushed on his chest.

“Come on, Jenny” Phil smiled as he kissed her neck “you used to do this all the time.” “I don’t do it anymore” Jen argued, as she, once again, failed to push him away “I’m with Will now and I don’t want to fuck anyone else. Leave me alone, now.” Slowly Phil shook his head as he brought his lips to hers. Jen continued to fight him but he was too strong for her and his protests just seemed to excite him even more.

He pushed her onto the sofa and started to undress. Jen took advantage of the distraction to make a dash for the front door but he had pre-empted her actions and had no trouble grabbing hold of her again.

Once she was back in his arms he slapped her across the face. “Don’t do that again.”

“Please, Phil” Jen whispered as teared started to fall down her face “please don’t do this.” “I need you, Jenny” he replied as he pulled her close to him. She could feel his erection, hard and fierce against her leg. Why was he doing this to her? She had said no, she didn’t want it.

“Strip” he ordered.

She shook her head “No, let me go please.”

He pushed her back onto the sofa and laid on top of her to stop her from moving “I will do it for you” he whispered in her ear “don’t fight me, Jenny.” She ignored his words and started pushing on his chest but it was no use, he was too strong for her to fight back.

“Please stop” she begged as he pulled down her trousers “please no.”

He chuckled “I’m not used to you being so resistant, Jenny, at one time you would have let me do whatever I wanted.”

Jen shook her head, unsure of what to say in reply. She had love him before but she didn’t any longer, she wasn’t sure what had happened to him. Was he still mad at her for what had happened? Was he doing all of this purely for revenge?

He positioned himself to enter her pussy and with one fast thrust he fully embedded himself within her. The pain was like nothing she had felt before and she made a feeble attempt to push him away once more but she knew it would be pointless.

With another chuckle he began to move in and out of her, each thrust increased the pain she felt and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out in distress. She didn’t want him to see how much he was hurting her; she didn’t want him to take satisfaction from her tears.

Jen closed her eyes to try and pretend that it wasn’t happening but it was no use. Nothing could distract her from the pain in her pussy or the callous laughing of the man causing that pain.

She felt his movements become more frenzied as he neared completion and his thrusts became faster and harder.

“Please stop now” she begged.

He slapped her face “I will stop when I want to.”

She shook her head helpless as the pain increased. Unable to hold back any longer she let out a sharp cry and the tears started falling silently down her cheeks. She felt his mouth close around her nipple and she let out a surprised gasp as he began to bite around it.

After what felt like hours he pulled out of her and shoved his cock in her mouth, forcing her to suck him until he orgasmed. His sperm filled her mouth as he pushed her away and slowly got dressed.

Jen looked down and waited for him to finish. At the sound of the door she rushed to the bathroom and spat his sperm into the sink. She cleaned her mouth out then she slowly sat on the floor and started to cry.

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Jen is still sat in the bathroom reliving what happened with Phil as she regresses back to being thirteen years old.

 

She flinched as she heard the door open, had Phil come back? She wasn’t sure how long she had been in the bathroom but surely he was well away by now. Jen winced as she heard Will’s voice calling for her, what would she say to him? She stood up on trembling legs and painted a wobbly smile onto her face. She had to act as if everything was normal. Why had Phil done that to her? Maybe she had been wrong; maybe she wasn’t good enough to be loved. Perhaps all she was good for was fucking. Why else would Phil have raped her?

She looked in the mirror and quickly wiped her eyes. She had said no, she had told him she didn’t want to and he had still done it. What other answer was there? Since her first time with Phil she had believed that all she was good for was sex. When she had met Will she had begun to hope that maybe she could have more, that maybe she could be worth more but she had been wrong.

Phil had proven her wrong. Why else would he have done what he did? He must still be angry about what she had done to him before.

“Jen, are you here?” Will called.

“Just coming” she replied urgently.

Jen walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Will. She walked further into the room and her eyes locked on the sofa. That was where it had happened. She closed her eyes as a wave of pain shot her through her. What was she going to do?

“Jen, are you all right?”

She opened her eyes quickly and turned to Will, he was looking at her with concern. She didn’t deserved his concern, she was dirty. She was nothing. No wonder Phil had raped her.

“You should go” Jen murmured.

Will blinked “Jen?”

“You need to leave” she replied softly as tears fell down her cheeks “I can’t do this to you anymore.”

“Do what to me?”

“I can’t be with you this way anymore.” Jen whispered “it isn’t fair on you, you deserve more than what I can give, you deserve more than me.”

Will looked at her with watery eyes “why are you doing this? Don’t you love me?”

“Of course I love you” Jen shook her head, she didn’t want to think about how much she loved him. She knew she was breaking both their hearts but what else could she do? Obviously Phil had sensed something in her.

Obviously he knew that deep down she could never be more than a cheap whore. Will hadn’t been able to see that yet but he would, she knew that she would hurt him just like she had hurt Phil.

“This is about that man” Will walked over to her and took her shoulders “what happened?”

Jen shook her head “no, it’s me. I won’t ever be worthy of someone like you.” “Jen, please don’t turn me away” he begged.

“I have to” she whispered “I have to.”

“I will leave no” Will replied “but I will be back and I will find out what happened.”

She closed her eyes again until she heard the front door slam then she curled herself up in the arm chair and she started to cry.

 

It was three hours before Will came back to the flat. He had needed time to cool off and ease his pain before trying to speak with Jen again. Something had happened that day and he needed to know what it was. He suspected it had something to do with her ex but he couldn’t be sure. He had never seen Jen so shaken up before, it unnerved him. She had been gaining such confidence and it tore at his heart to see her so shaken up.

He let himself into the flat and saw her sat on the arm chair, Caroline was next to her “please mum, tell me what happened.”

“It’s nothing Caroline” Jen replied but her voice was monotone and she had a blank expression.

Will coughed “Jen?”

Caroline rushed to him “Oh Will, do you know what’s wrong with mum?

“I’m not sure” he replied looking at Jen.

“I told you to go” Jen murmured.

Caroline turned around confused “it’s Will mum.”

“I know who it is” Jen replied as she stood up “I broke up with Will.”

“Why?” Caroline asked.

“It’s personal” Jen walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water as she tried to compose her mind. Caroline had noticed something was wrong the moment she had arrived home. She had been incessant with questions.

“What this mess on the sofa?”

Jen groaned at her daughter’s question. She didn’t want to look at the sofa but it seemed like she would have no choice. Not unless she wanted to admit what had happened.

She backed out of the kitchen “what mess?”

“These stain marks” Caroline pointed at little droplets on the sofa cushions.

Jen closed her eyes. Some of Phil’s sperm must have dripped from her mouth and marked the sofa. She looked at Will who was also looking at the marks with dawning recognition.

“What did he do to you?” Will asked.

“Nothing” Jen snapped defensively, she couldn’t tell them what had happened. She couldn’t let Caroline know what kind of person she was.

“What did who do?” Caroline asked.

“Phil” Will answered, he had known it was something do with Phil as soon as he had seen Jen. What had the knave done?”

“The man from school?” Caroline asked “why would he have done anything?”

“He didn’t do anything” Jen insisted as her heart started to beat faster “nothing happened.”

Will wasn’t going to be as easily convinced