Yearning to Be Loved Ch. 06

The shot rang out, one single bullet in the middle of the night.

"Get the fuck out, now Marcus! Get out of my home, or I'll shoot again!"

It had happened, finally. Marucs had broken into the house, as Cassie was watching television. John was working late, and was not going to be home with her for another hour. At about 10:35pm Cassie had heard a noise, coming from one of the house's rear windows.

Wearing her long sleep dress, dark purple in colour she slipped on a pair of slippers and made her way to the window she heard the noise coming from.

She was almost at the door of the room the noise was coming from, when a thought crossed her mind. Why go into this situation, unarmed when the intruder was probably armed themselves. She instead ran as quietly as she could to her bedroom, and opening the closet she found the box with the gun in she had bought for protection. She opened the chamber, all six bullets were loaded and she closed it again. Gripping it, she remembered what the manual said; to use both hands to grip the gun, and how to handle the gun. She quietly crept out of the bedroom, and the noise was no longer coming from the room where the window was, but the lounge.

When she slowly rounded the corner, she saw it was Marcus in the light of the television and nearby lamp.

On instinct alone, she extended her arms straight aiming the gun at Marcus and pulled back the hammer.

"Get out of my house!"

She fired, and the shot hit the wall behind him which was directly behind the television.

"Get the fuck out, now Marcus! Get out of my home, or I'll shoot again!"

Marcus turned, and saw his ex-wife holding a gun at him. He thought anger and rage, could subdue her.

"You stupid cunt! You could have killed me! Now put the gun down, before I really hurt you Cass."

"Call me that again, and I'll shoot you dead. The courts won't try me, for defending my home."

Marcus thought the brutish attitude, would made Cassie cower and drop her gun but she was different – a different woman. She wasn't afraid of him, and the look in her eyes told him she was willing to kill him if he didn't leave.

"This is my home, bitch! I paid for everything!"

"It's mine now, go and be with your bimbo and leave me and John to be together in peace!"

"You little cunt!"

Marcus began to advance on her, and Cassie fired again, but not at the wall. She aimed the gun this time, at his knee and fired.

The single bullet struck him in his right knee, and he fell to the floor screaming in pain as he clutched at his bloody knee.

Cassie kept the gun trained on Marcus, but managed to get to her mobile phone and dialled 911. When the operator answered, Cassie relayed everything. That she had shot Marcus in self-defence, after he broke into the house. That he advanced on her in an aggressive, and angry manner and she had shot him in the knees to defend herself but not to kill him.

The operator told Cassie, a patrol unit was en route and told her to stay on the line. Within five minutes, as Marcus was still clutching his wounded knee and cursing Cassie with many different names and expletives, including the word cunt the Police arrived.

By the time they arrived, the ambulance was not far away either. With everyone on the scene, the Police took the gun from Cassie and began to question her as Marcus was treated by paramedics. It was at this same time, with sirens blinking and Police all over the house that John came home, and went over to the house.

The Police explained to Cassie, she had to come to the Police station and undergo more questioning but that she was not going to be put into handcuffs. As she was loaded into the patrol car, she saw John standing in his suit looking at her.

"Babe, what happened?"

Cassie smiled.

"I finally got him, he came into my home, and tried to attack me. So I shot him in the knee."

John was surprised, but looked over in the night air to see John being loaded into the back of an ambulance, with two Police officers getting in with him.

"I'm coming to the station."

One of the officers looked at him, and spoke.

"Are you a friend or relative of Ms Bennet, Sir?"

"I'm her boyfriend, it's OK I'll drive there in my car."

The officer nodded, and told him to follow them since John didn't know where the Police station was exactly having never had to go there before.

John hopped into his car, and followed the patrol car to the other side of the town to the Police station. As the patrol car drove into the back of the station, through a security gate John parked his car outside and went into reception.

The wait in reception was long, John found a place on a bench and waited. It wasn't his first time in a Police station, he had bailed out many of his family in British Police stations, or waited for them to be released. This station was no different to them.

In the hours that he waited, Cassie was questioned over and over again as tests were done on the gun and detectives searched the house, and such.

It was early morning, almost 8am and John had called into his boss to explain he was either not going to be at work today, or he was going to be late due to an emergency.

Eventually as he was snoozing away on the bench, the security door at reception that led to the back of the station opened and Cassie was escorted out by a man with black hair, dressed in a suit. John assumed he was a detective, investigating Cassie's case.

"For the time being, you''re released. Because of the charge of Marcus breaking into your house, and you of course being recently divorced, and earlier issues with him he's going to be held at the local hospital until we're sure how we'll proceed in charging him for breaking and entering, and the threats he made against you."

Cassie nodded, wearing her sleep dress but with a dark coat over it that the officers allowed her to bring with her to the station. Cassie saw John, and thanked the detective who nodded and disappeared back through the security door.

The two of them just looked at each other, and John walked over to her and held her by the shoulders as they left the station for his car.

They didn't say anything to each other, as they got into the car and John began to drive them home.

Eventually Cassie broke the silence.

"You waited for me, in the station. What about your work?"

John smiled as he steered the car.

"I called in, told them I was either not coming in because of an emergency or I was taking the day off."

Cassie nodded, and John felt her hand touch and squeeze his thigh almost thanking him in her own way.

Eventually they reached home, but the Police still had the house cordoned off and John sighed.

"I forgot about that, let's see if the officers will allow you to get some clothes and come over to mine."

Cassie agreed, and they crossed the street to Cassie's house where a patrol car was parked and two officers were watching over the house.

"Guys, we were hoping to get some clothes from inside if it was possible."

The officers looked at one another, as John stood waiting.

"You can go in soon sir, but not right now. We're waiting for forensics, they'll be here soon and probably by tonight they'll clear the cordon and allow her back inside."

John sighed, and thanked the officers.

Cassie and John re-crossed the street to John's house shoulder to shoulder.

"It's OK, I still have some clean clothes of yours in my bedroom. We just have to wait a few hours, babe."

Cassie just nodded, holding John's arm warmly. Inside the house, Cassie was about to go into John's bedroom to see what clothes she had last left there, but decided she could wait a while longer in her dress and blouse and sat down on the sofa.

"So what happened?" John asked, sitting down and handing Cassie a cup of ready Coffee and drank his own.

"He just came in, through one of the rear windows. I went to get my gun, and when I came out of my bedroom he was in the lounge. I told him to leave, and fired my gun at the wall. He then got violent, aggressive with me and called me a cunt, so I shot him in the knee when he came towards me."

John sighed.

"I didn't think he'd go as far as that, not when he knew you had a gun in the house."

Cassie breathed a sigh of her own.

"He didn't believe me when I told him, so he thought I was bluffing and came after me."

John nodded, drinking his Coffee.

"I got him, for everything he ever did to me. Alright it was just a bullet to the knee, but his face. I savoured it, he was frightened of me."

John laughed.

"Well of course he was, you shot him. Even the biggest bullies out there, are scared of a gun pointed at them."

"I wanted to kill him, the moment he started getting angry with me. But I thought against it, I wanted to shoot him in the fucking head. Instead I chose to shoot him in the knee, I wanted to murder him, John."

Cassie expected John to be repulsed, to hear her of speaking of killing a person. But he wasn't, he just looked at her.

"You could have, and you could have gotten away with it. I wouldn't have thought anything different about you Cass, not one bit. He broke into your home, your home Cass. With an intention either to hurt you, or I hate to say it but probably rape you. Revenge for everything you've changed, and done since the divorce. I wouldn't have given a shit if you killed Marcus, both in cold blood or self-defence. You could have stuck to your story of self-defence, and since you've never handled a gun before you simply aimed at the largest part of the body. His chest, one shot, maybe even two would have put him down."

John had finished his Coffee, and Cassie was surprised. John didn't care if she had killed Marcus, and in her mind she loved him even more for that; not judging her for wanting something so heinous. The idea of him breaking in to either hurt her, rape her or kill her reinforced her desire to have shot him dead last night.

"Hell, I fucking wish I was home last night with you. I would have done it for you, without a second thought."

Cassie looked at John, and leaned in and kissed him deeply on his mouth.

"I love you, John. So much, I just wanted him out of our lives. To let us be together, he hates that I'm with you."

John was moaning as they kissed, their tongues touching as his hands went to her blouse and began to tug it off her shoulders, throwing it aside across the room.

Her sleep dress was loose, for sleeping in at night Cassie knew she'd have to go without a bra for the sake of comfort in bed. So being so large-breasted, a loose sleep dress was better for her. The straps of her dress came down through the rapid movements, and eventually the dress was pooling under her bare, naked breasts. Her dark, brown nipples were hard and fully erect since she was aroused like she was in heat.

John still in his work clothes, began to unbutton his shirt rapidly, before Cassie threw it aside herself.

John was pushing Cassie's dress further down to her tummy, and eventually her waist making her half naked in front of him.

"Fuck me John, I'm yours."

Cassie was breathing hard, and ragged as John dived in taking her big breasts into his hands and sucked hard on each breast, one another the other over and over again. Cassie already had his trouser belt undone, and her hand down inside his trousers stroking his cock firmly, and furiously.

She felt how big, and thick he was and knew he was as determined to take her as she was for him to take her.

John stood to allow Cassie to pull down his work trousers, and boxers together. He kicked his shoes off, with the trousers and boxers soon after.

His thick, hard cock was sticking out proudly in front him. It was also in Cassie's face as she sat on the couch, stroking his cock.

John was about to push his cock into her open, inviting mouth but she beat him to the punch shoving her mouth down on his member and sucking on it furiously, as if she was sucking the life out a of a paper cut on her finger.

Knowing what her man wanted, she dropped her hands to her side and brought them behind her back in a submissive manner and sucked his cock fast, slurping as she shoved it in and out of her mouth. The furious movements of her sucking John's cock were making her breasts bounce, and swing as she sucked on his member.

John was waiting no longer for her to remove her dress, and told her to put her arms in the air as he pulled it up over her head leaving her in a purple thong, that looked so small it looked like it barely covered her mound and pussy.

"Keep sucking baby, you're doing so good."

John was moaning, gasping as he tangled his fingers into Cassie's hair.

After about a minute, John wanted to take more control of Cassie and holding her head by it's sides began to ram his cock in and out of her mouth, before eventually he was face-fucking her so hard she was gagging and gasping for air.

He released her, and she took in a mouthful of oxygen.

"Again, fuck my face."

John smiled, and began to face fuck her again until his cock-head was hitting the back of her throat causing her to gag, and choke again.

John pulled out of her throat, allowing her to gasp and swallow air again as she looked up at him with tear filled eyes,

"Again, gag me on your cock you bastard!"

Cassie was smiling wickedly, as John took hold of her hair into two handfuls now being much rougher and dominating with her than just holding her head.

She gasped in pain, but held firm as he fed his thick cock back into her mouth and pushed it as deep as it would go until it touched the back of her throat, making Cassie admit a gagging sound.

He pulled back until half of his cock was in her mouth, and rammed forwards hitting the back of her throat, but held her firmly as he began to push his cock past her tonsils, until he was inside her throat at least by an inch or more. Cassies's eyes bulged, watering with tears as she couldn't breath with his cock lodged in her throat. She didn't fight him, knowing she could trust him. John would never go further than this, he loved her and hated her in pain. She was right too, as tears ran down her face and she spluttered for air he released her hair and she took the moment to breath as he slid his cock out of her mouth.

"Jesus, I was choking on that cock of yours. I think I've done enough gagging for one night on your member, come on and fuck me."

John smiled as Cassie shifted backwards onto her back on the couch, and John shuffled close as he took hold of the waistband of her thong and rolled it down her legs until they were off, and John saw her smooth pussy once again.

John couldn't help himself, diving into her pussy and licking her slit from top to bottom, and sliding his tongue in there to taste his woman.

He didn't have to go far, eventually she was almost oozing her juices onto the couch and John.

The juices were warm, almost tasting like nectar in John's mind.

Finally pulling away from her pussy, he wiped his face clean and positioned his thick cock at her pussy once again, and quickly rammed forward burying it inside her to the hilt.

He didn't have to be gentle with Cassie when she was like this, she wanted raw passion and he was able to give her that in spades. In and out he rammed, leaning down to occasionally suck on her breasts or kiss her mouth.

Soon enough, after so much panting and thrusting John couldn't contain himself and exploded inside Cassie's womanhood, so much so it spilled out onto the couch and her legs.

Slowly he withdrew from Cassie's pussy, and fell back onto the couch as she panted, and slowly sat up with him.

"God, I needed that."

John laughed and leaned up to kiss her mouth, and she fell onto his chest and lay there as they recuperated, and drew in air.

"If he comes back, if he even fucking dares to come back. One of us will shoot him, dead."

Cassie smiled, and kissed John's naked chest.

"I love you, John."

"I love you, Cass."

They fell asleep on the couch together, and eventually night came.



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