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Just as I’m beginning to feel that I can no longer hold back, he stops what he’s doing. I almost cry out with frustration when he withdraws his hand from my throbbing core, and I feel close to tears when he reaches for the zipper of my pants to pull it up.
I stare up at him with disbelief.
„Why did you stop?” I utter, sounding like a sulky child. „Did I do something wrong?”
He shakes his head and closes the button of my pants, before he does the same with the buttons on my coat, and just like that, I’m fully dressed again—except for the fact that my underwear is still with him.
„I told you there would be punishment,” he says, that same sinister smile gracing his face. „For spilling your drink on my shirt. This is your punishment for that.”
My jaw drops. I don’t think I’ve ever been this frustrated and angry about not reaching my climax before. No one has ever done this to me. No one ever excited me like this, and no one ever forbade me to come after doing all of this to me.
„You can’t be serious,” I blurt out. „I thought you were talking about something like…I don’t know, a spanking?”
„I don’t think that would suffice as a punishment,” he argues. „I think you’d actually enjoy that, wouldn’t you?”
„Well…”
„And punishments aren’t supposed to be fun now, are they?”
„Well, no, but…” I trail off, unsure how to respond to that.
He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer, before he points to the door we used to get on the roof.
„Let me take you home, it’s freezing up here, and I don’t want you to get a cold,” he says.
I shake my head furiously. „Oh, no, please. That’s okay, I’ll just take the T and—”
„No, you’re not taking the subway,” he insists. „I can’t let that happen.”
„Can’t let that happen?” I repeat, unable to stop myself from frowning at him. Does he really think he gets to decide this? I can’t afford a car and I’ve been using public transport ever since I moved to Boston.
Besides, I don’t want him to know where I live. He doesn’t need to see the off-campus housing facilities that I share with two other roommates.
„You’re not taking the T to get home,” he insists. „It’s not safe.”
We start walking toward the door, his arm still draped around my waist in a possessive manner.
„It’s perfectly safe, I do it all the time,” I maintain.
But he shakes his head again. „Just tell me where my driver should take you.”
„No,” I say, and he looks alarmed when I come to an abrupt halt. „We said no personal information, remember? And I…I would like to keep it that way.”
He regards me with a stern expression, and for a moment, I fear that I may have ruined everything again. But then he nods, his lips pressed closely together, but the frown is gone.
„You’re right,” he says. „We did say that, and I agree that we should keep it that way, for now. But at least let me pay for a cab to bring you home. I want you to be safe and comfortable.”
He casts me a boyish smile, that makes him look younger somehow. I want to protest because I don’t like to be kept by anybody, but I know that any objection would be futile, and I don’t want to end our night with an argument.
„Okay,” I say. „Thank you.”
„Everything for you, my flower.”
He opens the door for me, and the wide smile on my face is a testimony to the magical encounter this night has been.
And we’re only getting started.
Chapter 8
