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I whimpered, lifting my hips once again.
“Ainsley.” He pinned me down with his body, stopping me from teasing us both. “What did I just say?”
Pleasewas on the tip of my tongue but I couldn’t say it. I knew that if I would just say his name, this could end and I could get what I wanted, but I feared that in that moment, he would laugh and leave.
“Tell me what you’re thinking right now,” he demanded, his dark eyes staring down into my soul.
Shaking my head, I squeezed my eyes shut.
“I will get your voice, pet,” he murmured in my ear. “If it’s the last thing I fucking do, I will make it so you trust me enough to speak to me.”
Cyrus lifted off of me and left the bed.
I sat up, swung my legs over the side, and waited for him to look at me. When he only pulled on his clothes and never met my gaze, I huffed. His eyes finally met mine.
“What?”
I do trust you,I told him.
Much to my surprise, he laughed. “Right.”You do not trust me. Not enough to give me your damn voice, pet.
Shoving from the bed, I stomped up to him.I wouldn’t have let you fuck me if I didn’t trust you.
Once he finished getting dressed instead of responding, I pushed him.
His gaze snapped to mine, his eyes cold and angry. “I’m a patient man, pet. A very patient man. I know you need a push but at the same time, I won’t push you to the point of hurting you. I can be an asshole, but I know when not to overstep. However, I do not appreciate being lied to.”
I’m not lying.
In a quick move, his hand wrapped around my throat.
A sharp gasp escaped me at the sudden change in him. But this change, this dominant side of him, a side that I didn’t see often because he had always been gentle with me, was a side I suddenly realized that I needed. It called out to the submissive in me. Even though I had been trained and conditioned to comply, with Cyrus, I found that I actually wanted to submit to him.
With his hand around my throat, he pulled me toward him. “Want to try that again, pet?” His voice took on a raspy tone that made the tiny hairs on my body tingle.
I am not lying,I signed slowly.
In a quick move, his free hand landed against my ass.
I whimpered, the slight tinge of pain erupting through me.
His brows narrowed, pushing me back until I hit the edge of the bed. “Are you sure about that?”
I trust you.Even though I signed those words to him, I knew that I wasn’t being completely truthful.
His hand landed against my ass again. “What the fuck did I say?”
I shoved out of his grip, geared my hand back, and landed my palm against his cheek.
Cyrus stared at me. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t say anything. The muscle in his strong jaw ticked. The spot turned red from where my hand had connected with his cheek.
My chest rose and fell, my palm tingled at the impact. I regretted slapping him the moment I did it, but I couldn’t stop myself. He pushed me and I didn’t like it. Not one fucking bit.
Much to my surprise, he spun on his heel and left the room. The sound of the door to my apartment closing a moment later, sucked all air from my lungs.
I should have gone after him. I should have stopped him from leaving. I should have done a lot of things, but I didn’t.
Instead, I fell to my knees and let the shame of what I had just done, rip through me.
