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Olivia's chin quivered as he continued speaking, his smooth voice caressing over her.
“What are you going to do to me, Colin? I’m scared,” she whispered, feeling a lone tear trail down her cheek betraying her truthfulness. She wanted him to lose control, but she was terrified that he would burn her up with him.
“I’m going to break you in half, because I can’t break that piece of shit in half, and you’re my next option. This is what we agreed to, is it not? It’s time to pay up, mama,” Olivia’s eyes widened at the honest admission as he towered over her.
Her nostrils flared as she caught a hold of his flagrantly masculine scent. Need hit hot in her belly as he got closer and her back hit a wall and some clothes. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a belt with lots of holes in it. Her breath froze in her lungs.
“No! Please don’t h-hit me, I didn’t d-do anything,” she stammered, but she could barely contain or hide her own excitement.
Why am I telling him no if I want this? her brows furrowed, confused.
“I need to anchor you to something while I do this. I can’t tie you down this soon and risk re-injuring your arm,” Colin said darkly, stepping forward. Olivia's heart pounded an excited tattoo at his words. She instinctively pressed herself harder against the wall as he reached forward.
The next few seconds went by so fast she barely had time to register anything past her shocked screaming. He’d looped the belt around her neck, fastened it, then hauled it up. Forcing her to stand on the balls of her feet for air. She gaped at him, clawing at the belt, but her brain did not seem to understand what was happening. She jerked hard, not able to move.
What the fuck, my neck!? Olivia screamed inside her head.Not what she was expecting when he said tied down.
Olivia tilted her head slightly and saw that he had pressed the belt opening onto a small hook within the closet that was used for hanging hats. She swiveled her head to look at him as he picked up his phone and leaned against the island, crossing his legs, and concentrating on his phone, ignoring her.
Something about seeing that familiar stance, his 'I’m in control' power move that had been carefully ingrained into her for the past few weeks made her feel safe. Lowering her heels to the floor experimentally, she gasped as her air was cut off, forcing her back up onto her toes again. Her calves were beginning to burn and ache. Especially after being in heels most of the night.
“Colin-” she bit out, struggling slightly.
The same odd warmth she’d felt when she laid her head in his lap and he was stroking her back suddenly washed over her, mixing with the burn in her calves and feet. And it was quite overwhelming. Like in the way you have a revelation of discovery, the disconcerting feeling you try to pick at and analyze if this is really you. Sometimes those initial revelations were raw to the touch.
“I didn’t say you could speak,” Colin said quietly, still not looking at her as he tapped a few times at the screen. A second later, strains of one of her favorite songs filled the small space, and he turned up the volume slightly. He then looked up at her, watching her trace the belt around her neck with her slender fingers.
“Is it too tight?” he asked, cocking his head thoughtfully.
Colin stared at her as her breathing quickly changed. Her skin started to mist with sweat, turning dewy. He continued to lean there as he observed her. She glanced back into his eyes, and he’d seen that hers turned cloudy.
Olivia debated, inwardly wrestling with herself. And figured if he had the balls to tie the belt around her neck and tie her up, then she could have the balls to ask for what she needed. Even if she was embarrassed. She’d be damned if he was the only one getting something out of this tonight.
Now understanding that he wasn’t angry at her, but angry at the judge, and was jealous of the men that were attached to her past and needed to take it out on her.
He was marking her.
Inwardly she retreated, taking the lid back off her box of hurts, and let him step in with her. Giving him a tiny bit more of her trust. Her heart squeezed uncomfortably.
“I need it tighter,” she said simply. Her eyes fell from his to glance at his bare feet. Her heart beat pressed against her breast bone tightly.
Colin straightened up and walked to her slowly, gazing down at her with his hot stare for several long seconds before unlooping the belt from the closet hook. She glanced away before his eyes incinerated her completely.
“One more loop only,” he said, catching her eye and holding it as he tightened it minutely, before replacing it back on the hook. He watched her carefully as she slowly rose up on her toes to take away the slack that was there when she was on her heels, giving him that bit of power back that made him growl with need.
Olivia moaned as the sensation immediately overtook her, and she shuddered hard.
Tears fell from her eyes as it almost became unbearable. Arousal slammed into her body, making her feel off kilter. She whined as she tried to cope. He leaned against her, placing his lips to her temple and lending her his strength once again as she clearly struggled with complex feelings. He briefly picked her up slightly off the floor with one hand under her ass, giving her calves a temporary reprieve. She hung limply.
Colin spoke against her ear as he rocked her gently to the music, calming her.
“This playlist is for you, to give you comfort for however long I need to fuck you to get the thought of that man and you out of my head…a gift for you to rest your mind upon,” he finished, pressing his lips to hers and licking into her mouth. Their lips smacked wetly together, causing shivers of pleasure to slide across her skin.
His thick arm underneath her bottom felt so good as he cradled her. The sudden domination beating hard into her flesh and making her cry out, she clenched her thighs together as she felt more of her wetness squeeze out of her body. Her sex pulsed hard, feeling empty, before he set her back down onto her toes.
Colin walked over to grab a decanter of alcohol that he kept stocked in the closet and placed the bottle on a shelf close to her head, where his colognes were stored. He watched her with his dark gaze as he unscrewed the top and placed it off to the side. Her heart pounded, her vagina felt heavy and hot, stealing what breath she had in her lungs. He poured a small amount into a glass before pressing it to her lips.
Olivia jerked her head away obstinately.
