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I wonder if I’ll get the chance to see who he really is? If I’ll break through that steel armor plate he wears like a second skin before I find what I need and escape.
The universe tells me, no, but a small, tiny part of me hopes I do because even if I don’t want to admit it, there has to be something decent that lives inside of him.
Otherwise, I’m sure I’d already be dead.14MarkusWhen I wake up the next morning, Fallon is plastered against my side. Her tied hands are pulled against her chest like she is praying. Vulnerable. Fragile. A treasured jewel. That’s how she looks to me. It’s wrong, fucked up even, but I stare at her, watching her sleep for a few blissful moments. Only in sleep is she not scared of me.
I wonder briefly if this is what Julian felt when he signed the contract for Elena. The magnetic pull to something he shouldn’t want but can’t give up. An addiction of sorts. I’m aware that Fallon is slowly becoming that to me.
The more time I spend with her, the more I grow invested. It’s getting hard to brush it off, to act like it’s nothing.
Sometimes, I think she can see right through me. See the act I’m playing. She never calls me out, though, and thankfully so, because I’m not sure what I would do if she did. I have to keep up an image, have to keep her in line. I fell for a woman once before in my life, and it shattered me when I lost her. There is no room for love in the mob. It takes everything you cherish most and grinds it right into the ground.
The idea of physically hurting her makes my chest quake and my heart hurt. I want to possess her, fuck her through the bed, and over every surface in this house. I want to protect her and control her, but I don’t want to hurt her. That much, I know.
Like a baby kitten, she nuzzles into my chest, seeking comfort. She knows I’m her only protection. It’s almost laughable. I bet if she was awake right now, she’d be losing her mind.
In her pretty eyes, I’m the enemy, a cruel bastard that’s unhinged and willing to kill anyone that stands in my way. She doesn’t know that’s all I’ve ever known, and the way it has to be. It’s kill or be killed in my world.
I’m just about to roll out of bed and head downstairs to make some coffee when her bare thigh brushes against my morning wood. It’s the briefest bit of contact, a mere graze, a completely innocent movement, but I’ll be damned if it’s not enough to set me off.
As if the universe is testing me and one time isn’t enough. She does it again, following the movement with a soft little groan that slips from her plump lips.
I don’t know why I continue to deny myself the things I want. I paid a million dollars for her. I should be able to take her whenever and wherever I want. However, that mentality doesn’t seem to stick.
When it comes to sex with her, I need her willing, hot, and begging for my cock. I don’t want to take anything… I want her to want me as badly as I want her.
That’s what makes this even more complicated. I want her to want me, want her to need me while knowing that this is a ship that will never make port. Caught up in my thoughts, I fail to notice she’s now awake and startle a bit when my eyes connect with hers.Her gaze is molten lava, as if she is feeding off my own lust. She licks her lips, and I swear to fucking god, pre-cum beads the tip of my cock. I’ve envisioned those lips wrapped around my cock so many times in the last few days. It’s going to happen again soon, but right now, I need something else…
“Are you still sore?” I don’t even recognize my own voice.
“Not really,” she replies, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
I’d like to fuck her hard and fast. That way, I can disconnect from the feelings being inside of her bring out of me, but I don’t want to hurt her.
“I want to try something.” I inch back, so I can grab her wrists.
She watches with curiosity as I undo the binds and drop the rope to the floor. Rubbing at her wrists and ankles, she looks up at me through thick lashes. Her eyes are still a little sleepy, giving her that, I just rolled out of bed look.
“What are you going to do to me?” Her voice cracks as I sit up and move to hover above her. She flashes her pussy at me as she moves up the bed, bracing herself against the pillows. A pussy that I’ve been dying to have my tongue in since I saw her on that stage.
