Women aren’t supposed to freak out about sex that good. Do you have any idea how lucky you are? How rare it is to find a man who can get you off like that? It’s like discovering a unicorn!”
“Devon!” Richard hollered, drawing my attention to the locked door. “You really want a raise? All you have to do is open the door, and I’ll make it happen. You have my word.”
The bastard was changing tactics, trying to use my best friend against me. Little did he know there was no way she’d backstab me like that. But then I saw the expression on her face.
“Don’t even think about it!”
“And an extra week of paid vacation,” he called, sweetening the deal.
I gasped in outrage as she bit down on her lip. “I swear, Devon, if you open that door, I’m breaking up with you. And I mean full on best friend breakup where I unfriend you on Facebook and everything!”
The bitch actually had the nerve to scoff at me. “Please, like you’d do that.”
She was right, I’d never do that. There was no going back after unfriending someone, everyone knew that. Just another reason having a friend since childhood sucked do bad, she knew exactly when I was full of shit. “You’re supposed to always be on my side!” I whined, stomping my foot.
“I am on your side,” she responded. “I’ll always want what’s best for you,” she said as she moved to the door. “And right now, I think that’s him. You’re just too scared to realize it.” With that, she twisted the deadbolt and threw the apartment door open.
Holy hell, my brain said. He looks pissed. Look what you did.
What I did?! I argued back, because clearly, I was losing my ever-loving mind. You’re the one that told me to get out of there.
My brain was no help at all. You’re in troubleeeeee…
“Richard,” I spoke in a calm, soothing voice and held my hands in front of me as he stalked into the room. “Now, let’s just calm down and talk about this—” My words were cut off by a startled shriek as he lifted me like I weighed nothing, and tossed me over his shoulder. “Put me down! You can’t do this!” I shouted, banging on his tight, bitable ass. “This is kidnapping!”
“Night you guys,” Devon called as he carried me out of the apartment. “Sleep well. And if you don’t mind, have a little common courtesy for those of us who have to wake up early.”
I used his back to push myself up enough to glare at her while I readjusted my glasses so they didn’t fall off. “You’re dead to me!” I yelled back at her. “You hear me? Dead!”
“Love you too, babe,” she grinned wildly just before shutting and locking the door.
“Good to see you again, Delilah,” Collin spoke as soon as we were back inside Richard’s place.
“Collin,” I lifted my chin as best I could. “Hello.”
Then I was flying through the air again as the sound of Richard’s bedroom door slamming echoed through the room. I hit the mattress with an oomph and blinked up at him in disbelief. “Did you seriously just throw me?”
His hands worked quickly as he rid me of all my clothing once again. “I warned you what would happen if you ran this time, didn’t I?” Within the blink of an eye, I was completely naked and Richard was shoving his own jeans down his legs, his impressive erection straining between us. “Looks like I’ll have to make good on that promise.”
I glared in spite of the fact I grew breathless, hot and achy, at his menacing words. Some secret part of me was thrilled at the idea of being punished by him. However, I refused to play into that part of myself. “Don’t you dare,” I ground out.
“Oh, baby,” he smiled wickedly as he crawled up the length of my body. Wait… why does he have a belt in his hands? “Don’t worry.” Before I could struggle, he had my hands pinned above my head, the cool leather of his belt wrapped around my wrists. Holy shit, he’d just tied me to his bed!
He leaned down and nipped my neck before running his tongue along that one spot that made me shiver. His voice was a whisper in my ear. “You’re going to love this. I promise.”
And boy, had he been telling the truth about that.
I HAD SEX WITH Richard Wednesday night.
He tied me to his bed early