from the counter and headed for the door.
“You said that already.” I said angrily as the tears welled up in my eyes. Being rejected by him twice in one day was too much. I grabbed the door handle opening it slightly before he pushed it closed from behind me. I turned around to face him, a tear escaping my eye.
“I didn’t say I don’t want to, I said I couldn’t.” he explained as he wiped a tear from my cheek with his thumb. I wrapped my hand around his and pushed my cheek harder against his palm. “You don’t want this.” He said quietly as my face inched closer to his. I reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt again, this time with steadier hands. His body was hard and toned, his muscles flexed under my fingertips. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders and he dropped his arms, letting it fall to the ground. His eyes turned hungry and he lifted his wife beater up and pulled it up over his head. His body was muscular and tone. His fingers worked quickly to undo his belt as his eyes stayed locked onto mine. He pulled his belt from his pants and folded it over in his hand as he undid the button of his jeans. “You’re being a very bad girl.” His voice was laced with anger and wanting. I suddenly felt panicked when I noticed he still held the belt in his hand. “Come here.” He commanded. I pushed off the door and took a small step closer to him.
“What are you going to do to me?” I asked nervously. He grabbed my uninjured had tightly in his and pushed it against his bulging zipper. I gasped aloud as I felt him pushing back against my fingers.
“I’m going to punish you.” He whispered into my ear.
Chapter Twelve
His words sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, to my most intimate of areas. I rubbed my hand slowly against him as he rocked his hips to meet my rhythm. “That’s enough fun for you. Now it’s my turn.” He said darkly as he pulled me over to the other side of floor into a small bedroom. “In here I am in charge. In here you belong to me.” He explained but his tone changed as he looked at me. “We will take it slow at first.” He said as he walked back over to me. My eyes danced over the room. It was crisp white with a giant bed in the center. A small dresser sat next to it and a chaise lounge sat on the opposite wall. He grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me passionately. I relaxed against him as his hands slid over my hips. I reached out and ran my fingers down his stomach but he grabbed me. “You can’t touch me unless I tell you to. Understand?” I nodded so he would continue to kiss me. I did not care what he said at this moment. All I wanted was to feel him against me.
His fingers slid under my t-shirt and I gasped for air. His mouth left mine as he watched me squirm under his touch. He pulled the shirt up over my head and stood back to look at me. I had not worn a bra that day and felt completely exposed. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide myself. “Move your arms. I want to see you.” He commanded. I slowly put them down at my sides, biting my lip, unable to look him in the eye. “Look at me!” he barked and my eyes shot up to meet his. He stepped closer, his fingers tugging at the waist of my jeans. He kissed my neck and his mouth trailed tiny kisses down my shoulder and onto my chest. His fingers quickly undid the button and zipper of my pants as he captured my nipple in his mouth. I sucked in a surprised breath. He glanced up at me, watching me as his tongue circled again and again. I pushed into him, wrapping my hands in his hair and tugging gently. “Bad girl” He said with mock disappointment. “I know how we can fix that.” He said as he licked his lips and pulled at the belt in his hands. “Lay down.” He commanded and motioned towards the bed. I slid by him, inhaling the wonderful smell of his cologne and crawled on to the oversized bed.