Greg carried me up to my apartment. I didn’t question why he had chosen mine again, but I was grateful to have a familiar setting tonight. He slipped me down onto the bed without a single word and put each of my heels back on in a slow, meticulous fashion.
He made sure to rub each foot as he did this and the moans coming from me and him filled the room with sex before we had even gotten there, and I knew we were going to get there. There was a nagging sensation in my head, telling me that we needed to talk about what had just happened at the club, but the way Greg lifted my right leg to his shoulder it threw the thoughts right out of my head. From the hissing sound he made, I knew he was now seeing the white thong I was wearing. His hands ran up my legs to my thighs.
“Where did he touch you?” His voice was hoarse.
I grabbed for Greg’s hand, like I had with the guy at the club, and moved it to the center of my thigh. Greg’s eyes met mine just before he leaned down and placed his mouth there. What started as kisses turned into love bites, and then sucking. He was marking that spot as his and washing away any touch that could be lingering from the other man.
“Greg…” I moaned and warned as I stretched across the bed, a feeling of bliss washing over me, making me forget everything that had happened hours before—but only for tonight. Tonight I could let him wash away all the memories. Tonight I could revel in the forgetting. But tomorrow, I knew I would remember it all too clearly.
“That’s right, baby,” he removed his lips from me and then hoisted my other leg over his shoulder. “Say my name.”
“Greg!” This time it came out as a scream. It wasn’t his lips kissing me between my legs, but his teeth latching onto my clit and taking it as his own prisoner. I was the one being punished here, when it was Greg who misbehaved first by bringing that woman into the club. But I wasn’t going to let that ruin what was about to happen. The ravaging I needed in order to numb the pain of my heart. “Please.”
He looked up to me and I used my legs to push him away and placed one of my heels directly on his chest. The fire burned hotter in his eyes and he looked down to see where he had made my panties soaking wet.
“Yes, doll?” He stood there stoically, ready to do as I said. The power that ran through me felt real. I had this man in the palm of my hand and I truly had no idea what to do with him.
“Don’t touch me,” I said. He immediately moved his hands off me, but leaned into my heel and placed his hands on either side of my head.
“What next?” The way his eyes danced told me this was a game, one that I knew I couldn’t win. I wanted Greg to snap more than he did the last time, so I wondered just how far I could push before he did just that.
“Strip for me.” His eyes asked unspoken questions. “For every piece you take off, I’ll do the same.”
He looked down at my heels, but I pulled his chin back up to look at me.
“Those will stay on.”
He stood immediately and tossed off his shirt, throwing it across the room, where it landed in the corner. Next were his jeans and, once those were off, I slid out of my dress. When his boxers dropped to the floor, I unclasped the strapless bra I had been wearing and I was left in bed with nothing but my thong and heels on.
“You should be naked.” His voice was demanding, but he didn’t move to do anything about it.
“You should take them off with your teeth.” His eyes popped to mine and the grin that slid onto his face had me dripping. “But no touching, remember…”
I wagged my finger at him.
He maneuvered himself above me, hands placed on each side of my hips as he blew air onto my stomach. He took advantage of my sucked in stomach to latch his teeth onto the delicate lace and pulled it down my legs, all without using his hands.
“Cheater.” The word came out breathless as Greg pulled my panties down the last bit. Once they were off, he distanced himself, and I watched as he put the thong into his pants pocket. He turned around and shrugged.
“For tomorrow.” I shifted on the bed, trying to move further away from him as he stalked towards me. He crawled onto the bed, again making his way on top of me, but proving true to my demands of him not touching me. My legs were spread out and Greg was kneeled between them with his hands resting on the bed beside my hips again.
“So,” he leaned in closer to me and his breath tickled my ear. “What next, doll?”
I knew what I wanted next, but I didn’t know how to say it.
I wanted this man to just take me, do what he wanted with me.
“Lilly…” His voice was tense as I looked down between us to see his cock strained, with the veins popping out. Each time I looked at it, it just became more and more impressive in girth.
“Punish me.” The words filled the sexually charged air and lit the gasoline that was surrounding us, setting us up in a blaze of glory.
“Lilly,” Greg propped himself up above me with his elbow now caging in my head and his body barely inches from my own. There was no more distancing himself, and I thought for a second I had said something wrong when he didn’t do as I said. “What do you want?”
I racked my brain trying to think of how to explain exactly what I wanted from him. I wasn’t the romance novel reader like Alexa was, so I pulled out what felt right in my heart.
“Take me, however you want to take me.” I put my hand on his chest, finally initiating contact, and traced up his neck, circling my thumb around his pulse. He leaned in closer to me.
“In my head, Lilly, this doesn’t end in rainbows and happiness.” He licked his lip and then bent down to bite my bottom lip. “In my head I’m going to hurt you and fuck you in ways you’ve never even thought of.”
