games with me, Dove,” he says, his face so close to mine that his minty breath fans over my face. His large body looms over me, caging me in, pressing me into the mattress.
It’s hard to make out his features in the dark, but I don’t need to see his face to know he’s angry. I can feel it like a branding iron on my skin.
“I’m not.” I lie… kind of.
“You want me to fuck you? I can make that happen right now. Just say the word, and I’ll rip off our clothes and slide inside of you so deeply you will never forget who you belong to. Is that what you want, Dove?”
Say yes, say yes. This is what you wanted.
I can feel his growing erection between us, long and hard, nestled between our bodies. Moisture soaks my panties, and my nipples tighten, rubbing against my shirt. My body is ready, but I…
“I don’t know…” God, I’m such a chicken.
Leaning in even closer, he whispers into the shell of my ear, “Then don’t tease me.”
Just as fast as he was on top of me, he is gone. I’m still breathing heavily when he gets situated next to me. Turning us, he pulls me into his chest like he always does. I close my eyes and force myself to calm down, so I can go to sleep while wondering if I just made a huge mistake or if I barely escaped one.
18
I wake up the same way I fell asleep, with a terrible feeling in my gut. This isn’t my first rodeo. I’ve been with women many times before, and I know Dove well enough to know she’s acting out of character. This isn’t her. She’s sweet, naive, and so incredibly innocent. Reaching for my cock isn’t something she would do… not unless... she’s trying to play me. In which case, that would make perfect sense.
I don’t exactly know what her goal is, but it doesn’t matter. Either way, she’s got it in her head that she can manipulate me. Use her body as a weapon. Ha. The thought is laughable in itself. If she were any other woman, I’d have tied her up and fucked the words right out of her mouth. Found out what she was doing with little effort, hell, I could’ve done it last night.
A silent rage bubbles up inside of me. She’s the only person I’ve ever shown kindness to, and this is how I’m rewarded? We’ve been here for days now; she must have realized by now that I only want her to be safe. I get that she was scared in the beginning, but I’ve proven myself over and over again. Still, she wants to try and use me? Manipulate me? Use sex against me?
She wants to play games? Fine. I’ll play along. I’ve been nice. I’ve shown compassion. Maybe I need to show her what happens when you provoke a man who is crazed with need over you. Right on cue, Dove stirs next to me.
She turns in my arms, her eyes blinking open slowly. Even though I’m angry with her, I still admire her beauty. “Is it the morning already?” She asks sleepily.
At least one of us slept well last night.
“Yes, time to rise and shine.” I pull away first and start to roll off the bed when I feel her hand land against my shoulder. “Yeah?” I toss over my shoulder.
Dove is looking down at the comforter with an ashamed look. I’m tempted to tell her everything is okay, but I don’t have it in me. Not right now. I’m still pissed that she would try and get me to have sex with her when we both know she’s not ready.
What’s her motive? Does she think I’ll let her go if she does?
“I’m sorry about last night. I… I don’t know what I was thinking,” she mumbles shamefully, and I can see two bright spots forming on her cheeks. I wounded her last night with the way I handled things, but I had to, and I’ll continue to handle them this way until she gets the point because if she pushes me too far, I’ll snap, and we’ll both be screwed.
“It’s fine. It was a mistake. Everything is good,” I say. Though my brain is screaming at me that it’s not. My damn cock is permanently hard, and my balls are always aching because of her. Her sweet scent surrounds me, and her body tempts me to do sinfully bad