AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I told you I love you. Does that count for anything?”
She swallowed, and a flash of pain passed through her eyes. “I needed you to say it and trust in it a while ago. But you didn’t.”
I hated every ounce of anguish I caused her. She deserved so much better than me, but I couldn’t let her go.
“I’ll make it up to you.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You will.”
“Why won’t you take no for an answer.”
“You haven’t once said no.”
She stared at me. “You confuse me to the point I go against my better judgment. You aren’t good for me.”
“But you can’t resist me.” I tugged her flush against me.
“I just can’t. You fucking better make this worth it.” She met my lips halfway, and her arms crept up and encircled my neck.
I lifted her by her thighs, wrapping them around my waist, and carried her up the stairs to the open loft bedroom.
There was only a mattress on the floor, surrounded by clothes of all types. Many of them were in various stages of design, and others hung on racks. The clothing all had an edge of inspiration from things worn by the patrons of Violent Delights.
She caught me studying the garments. “None of this has anything to do with you.”
“Of course, it doesn’t,” I responded, returning my attention to her.
Emotions swirled in her eyes, and I knew it had something to do with me. Or at least partially to do with me.
She stepped into the world of Violent Delights on her own, but I was the one who brought out the sensuality in her. She chose me to open up her box of possibilities, her unknowns. Everything she knew was because of me.
I slid her down my body and then walked her backward toward the bed, or what there was of the bed.
Goose bumps prickled her skin as the flush on her cheeks deepened. “What do you plan to do to me?”
The words I wanted to say went along the lines of pushing her to her knees and making her deep throat my cock, but instead, I asked, “What do you want me to do you?”
“This is your game. I’m merely a participant. I don’t even know the rules.”
I gathered the edge of her shirt and lifted it over her head to reveal her black lace bra and her straining nipples, peeking through the lace.
“Sophia, Sophia, Sophia, always the brat.”
“I’m never going to change Damon. You’re in trouble if you’re not used to it now.”
“I was in trouble the instant our eyes connected in the club.” A crease formed between her brows, and immediately, I ran a thumb over it. “That doesn’t mean I want you to change. There is no end to us.”
“You keep saying that, but did we ever really start, or was it all an illusion?”
I narrowed my gaze at her. “What do you mean by that? Do you think I would’ve gone to the lengths I have for anybody but you?”
“What am I to you, Damon? I know I’m the worst submissive on the planet. I don’t fit into your box. I don’t do as you expect. I’m not like your perfect women of the past.”
I resisted the urge to clench my teeth. She was the only perfection I’d ever encountered.
“You’re going to push this, aren’t you?”
