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should be apologizing.” He
replied. “I should have never brought you here. I can’t do this to
you.” My heart sunk at his confession. He gulped down another
drink. I felt sick, not from the alcohol but from his words. I
pushed back from the counter and headed for the door.
    “You said that already.” I said angrily as
the tears welled up in my eyes. Being rejected by him twice in one
day was too much. I grabbed the door handle opening it slightly
before he pushed it closed from behind me. I turned around to face
him, a tear escaping my eye.
    “I didn’t say I don’t want to, I said I
couldn’t.” he explained as he wiped a tear from my cheek with his
thumb. I wrapped my hand around his and pushed my cheek harder
against his palm. “You don’t want this.” He said quietly as my face
inched closer to his. I reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt
again, this time with steadier hands. His body was hard and toned,
his muscles flexed under my fingertips. I pushed the shirt off his
shoulders and he dropped his arms, letting it fall to the ground.
His eyes turned hungry and he lifted his wife beater up and pulled
it up over his head. His body was muscular and tone. His fingers
worked quickly to undo his belt as his eyes stayed locked onto
mine. He pulled his belt from his pants and folded it over in his
hand as he undid the button of his jeans. “You’re being a very bad
girl.” His voice was laced with anger and wanting. I suddenly felt
panicked when I noticed he still held the belt in his hand. “Come
here.” He commanded. I pushed off the door and took a small step
closer to him.
    “What are you going to do to me?” I asked
nervously. He grabbed my uninjured had tightly in his and pushed it
against his bulging zipper. I gasped aloud as I felt him pushing
back against my fingers.
    “I’m going to punish you.” He whispered into
my ear.

Chapter Twelve
    His words sent a jolt of pleasure through my
body, to my most intimate of areas. I rubbed my hand slowly against
him as he rocked his hips to meet my rhythm. “That’s enough fun for
you. Now it’s my turn.” He said darkly as he pulled me over to the
other side of floor into a small bedroom. “In here I am in charge.
In here you belong to me.” He explained but his tone changed as he
looked at me. “We will take it slow at first.” He said as he walked
back over to me. My eyes danced over the room. It was crisp white
with a giant bed in the center. A small dresser sat next to it and
a chaise lounge sat on the opposite wall. He grabbed my face in his
hands and kissed me passionately. I relaxed against him as his
hands slid over my hips. I reached out and ran my fingers down his
stomach but he grabbed me. “You can’t touch me unless I tell you
to. Understand?” I nodded so he would continue to kiss me. I did
not care what he said at this moment. All I wanted was to feel him
against me.
    His fingers slid under my t-shirt and I
gasped for air. His mouth left mine as he watched me squirm under
his touch. He pulled the shirt up over my head and stood back to
look at me. I had not worn a bra that day and felt completely
exposed. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide myself. “Move your
arms. I want to see you.” He commanded. I slowly put them down at
my sides, biting my lip, unable to look him in the eye. “Look at
me!” he barked and my eyes shot up to meet his. He stepped closer,
his fingers tugging at the waist of my jeans. He kissed my neck and
his mouth trailed tiny kisses down my shoulder and onto my chest.
His fingers quickly undid the button and zipper of my pants as he
captured my nipple in his mouth. I sucked in a surprised breath. He
glanced up at me, watching me as his tongue circled again and
again. I pushed into him, wrapping my hands in his hair and tugging
gently. “Bad girl” He said with mock disappointment. “I know how we
can fix that.” He said as he licked his lips and pulled at the belt
in his hands. “Lay