Chapter 29
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Please don't hurt me, she'd begged him in that clear sweet voice, somehow piercing his heart and his intentions at the same time.
He reached for her, taking hold of her arms and causing her to cry out.
He backed her up toward the bed, peeling her jacket down her arms as they went.
Her breath came out in frightened puffs, fanning his neck, turning him on.
He liked her under his hands, scared, wondering what he was going to do next.
It’s why he knew deep in his gut that he was no good for her.
He yanked her shirt over her head and made short work of her skirt, unbuttoning the snaps and shoving it past her curvy hips.
Reaching around her, he unclipped her bra and let it fall to the floor.
She gasped and tried to reach for his shoulders when he lifted her by the waist and tossed her on the bed.
With cold precision he pulled her arms up and locked them into leather restraints on the headboard.
He’d put them there earlier so they could play, have fun.
Now they would serve a more sinister purpose.
"Why are you doing this?" she begged, her unfocused eyes wide with apprehension.
"You have to know, Addison."
"Know what, Daniel?" she whispered with a shiver as he trailed his hand down her bare body.
"What kind of a broken, fucked up deviant I am," he said quietly. "Maybe once you know what I'm really capable of you'll leave this time and not come back."
He crouched over her body, his fists on either side of her shoulders, and leaned over to capture her lips in a kiss.
It was a desperate kiss as he warred with himself.
He knew he needed to hurt her, to drive her away for good this time.
But god help him, it shattered his soul, the thought of crushing this beautiful, trusting creature that lay submissively beneath him.
He was turned on too, he desperately wanted her with every fucked up part of his being.
"No," she whispered against his lips, when he released her long enough so she could draw breath. "Daniel, you aren't. It's not your fault. Please let my hands go, let me show you how it can be."
He shook his head and said, "No, it's too late, Addison."
"It's not!" she cried out before he took her lips in another searing kiss that silenced any further protest.
He took his time moving down her body. As he pulled the panties down her thighs, she gasped and clenched her hands into fists over her head.
He glanced up and noticed her nails were chipped where they bit into her skin.
It wasn’t him noticing that was so significant.
He noticed everything about everyone. It was his job to see details and assess people for weaknesses.
What bothered him about Addison was that he cared about her details.
Why did she chew her nails? Was she stressed about something?
Did it bother her that her nails were so short?
Did it affect her playing? He would find out and then he would fix it for her before he disappeared from her life.
He was starting to realize that this woman captivated him in a way that was inexplicable.
He dropped her panties on the floor and reached for her throat, wrapping his strong, blunt fingers around the delicate column.
She looked up at him, her eyes almost seeming to focus for just a moment on his, her blank golden gaze pierced his soul, wrapping his body in familiar warmth and denying him the terrible wrath he needed to punish her body and drive her away.
"Fuck!" he snarled, his voice raw with fury and pain.
He punched the bed frame above Addison's prone body with a shout of rage, cracking the wood beneath his fist. She bit her lip hard and tried to stay as still as possible while he acted like a wild beast, inches from her vulnerable, naked body.
She shook in fear and curled her legs up protectively.
After a moment he looked down at her. He tried to feel gratified that he was frightening her, that he was succeeding in his original goal, even if this wasn't how he'd planned it.
Instead, all he could feel was regret. He reached down and eased the leather cuffs off her wrists.
Rolling off her, he sat on the edge of the bed.
He could feel Addison bring her hands cautiously down and cradle them to her chest. He bent over and scooped up her clothes. Tossing them over his shoulder he said, "Put them on. Get out before I do something we’ll both regret."
She held the clothes to her chest and slid off the bed to stand up next to him.
She hesitated with indecision, trying to decide what to do.
He wondered why the hell she wasn't running for the door, throwing her clothes on as she went.
Finally, after a moment of struggling with her basic instincts, she dropped her clothes and moved to stand in front of him, gloriously naked.
Her neatly trimmed pussy was mouthwateringly close to his face.
"Do what you want, hurt me if that's what you have to do. I'm not leaving. I meant what I said before. I love you.”
A few seconds passed as he looked up into her brave, beautiful face and wondered how he ever got so lucky as to cross paths with a woman like Addison Sterling.
With a shaking hand he reached for her and pulled her in against the warmth of his body.
He spread his legs so he could cradle her against his chest, her breasts cushioned his head.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and she dropped her head on top of his, curtaining them with the fall of her hair.
“I can’t do it,” he said, huskily. “Can’t hurt you. Feels too much like hurting myself.”
“I know,” she whispered.
He lifted her up onto his lap so that she was straddling him and laid back on the bed, letting her take control for the first time.
He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it.
She smiled shyly and eagerly spread her fingers across his torso, lingering over each and every ridge.
She wiggled her hips and maneuvered herself lower on his lap, which drew a tortured groan.
Her new position better enabled her to follow the path of her fingers with her lips and tongue.
“Fuck,” he growled as she flicked the edge of one of his nipples first with her nail, then with her hot little tongue.
He reached for the little vixen to drag her back up for a devastating kiss, but she evaded his hand and shook her head frantically. “I’m not done!” she begged prettily.
She licked a path down his ribcage, worshipping each of his abdominal muscles and then exploring the bullet wounds in his side with a concerned frown.
Worried she might lose her train of thought, he tugged a few curls on the crown of her head, encouraging her to get back to work.
She nipped at one of the ridges of muscle in his stomach, before moving lower.
Her dark eyes glowed at him mischievously through long silken lashes before her gorgeous hands began working on his thick leather belt.
It amazed him, the expressions her eyes could convey, despite their inability to see.
Sometimes he wondered if she “saw” more than others, simply through her conveyance of expressions.
Any further pondering fled as her long, beautiful fingers reached into his now open jeans and pulled his thick cock out.
He loved her the way she was, but he wished she could see what she did to him.
The way he went instantly hard, thick and purple in her hands.
The head was slick with precum, begging for the attention of her soft hands and wicked, wet tongue. She did not disappoint him.
Addison leaned slowly over, arching her back so she could take him in her mouth.
Her breath hit him first, quivering against him in a hot sigh, nearly driving him out of his mind.
The only thing that stopped him from reaching out and grabbing her, was the sure knowledge that any second now she would wrap that beautiful, silken mouth around his dick and suck him deep into her throat.
He groaned out loud, like a man twenty years younger, at the first touch of her tongue as it flicked against the head of his penis gathering the precum into her mouth.
He clenched his fists into the bedding on either side of his body to stop himself from taking hold of her head and fucking her face.
She smiled up at him wickedly, as though she sensed his thoughts, and wrapped her tongue around the head of his cock, dipping the point of her tongue into the indent.
He nearly leapt off the bed, the pleasure was so intense.
She brought her fist down, onto the base of his penis and then began sinking slowly down onto him, taking more than he would have thought possible into the tight clasp of her mouth and throat.
Hot jealousy flared within him for just a moment as he imagined all the practice she got before him.
Then he remembered she was bisexual and all jealously fled as he pictured her naked pleasuring another woman.
He knew it was wrong and probably all kinds of fucked up, but damn…
Then her fucking tongue went right into the dip in the head of his cock again and he nearly blew up right in her mouth.
Where the fuck did she learn how to do that?
He clenched his fists and breathed hard as she increased her tempo and pressure.
He realized she didn’t intend to stop until he’d come in her mouth.
Though he was fine with that, he wanted her to sit on him and take his cock into her body. He wanted to watch as she rode him.
“Addison, stop,” he commanded.
“Uh uh,” she mumbled and kept going.
He reached down and took a fistful of her hair shaking her a little. “Stop or I’ll pull you off by the hair, woman.”
She growled a gorgeous, feminine growl that made him even harder if that were possible. Then she bared her teeth against his dick and narrowed her eyes at him. He grinned at her, not that she could see it. God, he really was falling in love with this woman.
“You really want to play that game, Addison?” he said in a low voice.
“Because if you bite me or make me come before I’m ready, you know I’ll retaliate.
Doubt you’ll enjoy that. But if you take that beautiful mouth off my cock right now, I’ll let you ride me and I promise, I’ll make you fucking come like a rocket. ”
She appeared to think about it for a second, then she slowly slid her mouth off of him and sat up on his lap as primly as she could, given the circumstances, and delicately wiped the spit from her chin.
Daniel grabbed her arm and yanked her forward until she was sprawling across his chest. Before she could protest, he captured her lips in a deep, possessive kiss, while positioning his cock at the entrance of her pussy.
She gasped into his mouth as he thrust up into her.
With one last, lingering kiss, he took her by the waist and pushed her slowly up until she was sitting, impaled on his cock.
Addison gave a startled scream as pain and pleasure lanced through her.
She braced her hands against his chest and panted while she waited for the pressure to ease.
He hoped eventually this position would become easier on her.
He’d never allowed a woman to sit on top of him before, but he found he enjoyed having Addison up there.
He could see every expression as it crossed her face.
He also liked the arch of her neck and the easy access to her breasts and belly.
He lavished her small, sensitive breasts with attention, tugging and playing with her nipples to draw her attention away from the tight fit of his cock.
The gradual awakening of her breasts sent waves of pleasure to her pussy, which made her squirm on his cock, lubricating him with her fluids and easing her way.
He dropped his hands to her hips and guided her rhythm as she began riding him.
After a moment she caught on and used her thighs to push herself up and down on his length.
Daniel used his thumb to rub her clit while keeping her steady with his other hand on her hip.
She yelled as she came and continued to ride him through another orgasm.
She dropped her head back, her long dark curls reaching back to brush against her ass.
She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen in his life.
She started to slow her rhythm as she basked in the afterglow of two strong orgasms.
Daniel wasn't finished though. He dropped his other hand to her hip and thrust up hard into her silken heat, causing her to gasp and her eyes to fly open.
He held her steady and continued to thrust up into her, slaking his own lust while she simply hung on for the ride.
He looked up into her face, which had taken on a look of surprised wonder.
He realized as her hand slipped down her body toward her clit that she was about to come again, for the third time.
Which spurred him to drive harder up into her, nudging his cock right into her G-spot while she worked her clit.
“Daniel!” she screamed as she came, eyes wide and unfocused.
He thrust himself up into her several more times before following her over the precipice.
He cradled her against his body as she collapsed onto his chest with her thighs on either side of his hips.
After a moment, she slid onto her side and snuggled into his warmth, wrapping her arms around his middle.
He felt her drifting into slumber, but the selfish part of him needed something first.
“Addison,” he said.
“Mmm…”
“Say it again,” he demanded.
He felt her lips curve against the skin of his shoulder. “Love you, Daniel,” she whispered.