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My juices spilled out from the crotch of my underwear, and Anthony smirked against my skin as it dribbled down to drench my jeans.
“You’re addicted, aren’t you?” Haughtiness laced Anthony’s voice, and I crumpled slightly as the tension holding me up on his puppet strings gave way. “Say it—tell me how much you crave m—”
“I love you—” Cutting him off, I stiffened when he went rigid against my back, and I squeezed my eyelids shut tighter. Holding my breath in starving lungs, my heart beat a pounding staccato as the pleasure rolling through me turned into waves of panic.
“… Then I won’t fuck you…” A cold sweat broke out all over my body, but Anthony flicked his tongue just below my ear to suck my lobe between his teeth. My eyes ached, regret filling my chest and restricting my heart, and he licked up to the crest of my ear before rasping a brittle whisper. “I’ll make love to you.”
“But we d—” Anthony’s palm not buried in my folds clamped on my mouth at my protest, and he squeezed my jaw and core almost threateningly. Whimpering as the mix of uncertainty and arousal clashed in my abdomen, I screwed my eyelids even tighter, and colorful spots appeared behind them.
“I’ll do it anyway. Keep your fucking eyes shut.” A door shut behind us, and I let out a yelp when Anthony coupled his agitated snap with fisting my panties. The taut fabric gyrated against my entrance and between my folds, and he held tightly as released my face to shove down my jeans.
“God—it’s a good thing I can throat fuck you so you can’t tell me some dumb shit like ‘it’s too soon’ or ‘we barely know each other’…”
“Anthony—” Shuddering when Anthony’s nails raked up my outer thigh, I moaned loudly as he peeled my panties from my dripping wet core. My juices trailed down my shivering, welted skin, and he jerked the thin fabric down to my knees before forcing me to step out of them.
“You don’t seem to get it, Hailey.” Slowly turning me around, Anthony lifted his wet fingers to his lips as his eyes bored into my lids. Licking the long digits with a groan, he pushed his fingertips into my mouth to caress my inner cheek. “You’re mine—understand? I’m not half-assing this.”
“… Don’t make me regret this, Anthony.” My heart rate slowed dangerously fast, and I grumbled heavily around Anthony’s forefinger. Retreating from my mouth, he caressed my cheek to leave thick trails of saliva, and I tilted my head into his palm even as it traveled down. Heaving a shuddering, unstable breath, I didn’t dare open my aching eyelids, and my knees folded when he pushed down on my shoulder.
“I won’t.” Anthony’s promise rained down on me like a cleansing deluge, and I slumped slightly as he held my arms above my head by my wrists.
“Trust me.”
Chapter 21
Hailey
“Where did you get this stuff—where did you even hide this stuff?” Anthony didn’t answer me as he finished checking the ropes that tied me up. My weak question bounced around the otherwise silent room, and he carefully lifted me up to secure me vertically to brace hooks jutting out from the door frame. Thick bra straps cut into my shoulders, but I could barely feel it over the fire that licked my abdomen and boiled my blood.
“I’ve been planning this since your doctor’s appointment. I stored it at the hotel and set it while you were at work.” Furrowing my brows over shuttered lids, I started to frown only to gasp when Anthony tugged at the thick ropes that hogtied my body with my arms and legs behind me. “You went on birth control. I took that at face value and wanted to do something special.”
“Special…” Shivering as firm, callused hands dragged up my legs to knead my ass, I could almost see Anthony’s expression looming out of the abyss. “I like being special.”
“You’ve been my special girl since I first saw you at the airport, Hailey.” Moaning softly, tingles spread across my face when Anthony squeezed my ass and held my exposed slit to the roughness of his jeans. His breath caused the fine hairs on my face to stand up, and his lips brushed my own heavily. “How’re your arms?”
“I never did this before… suspension…” Anthony cracked a slight smirk at my confession, and butterflies fluttered in my belly as his lips curved against my own. “You’re not a bad hogtie-er.”
“I’ve never done this before, either.” Finally, my eyelids cracked open of their own volition, and the dull sunlight streaming through the curtains nearly blinded me. My whimper only spurred Anthony to kiss me deeply, and my heart itself shivered at the intimacy of the moment. Closing my eyes once again, I opened my mouth for his tongue to wrap sweetly around mine. My knees ached, as thick rope held my legs apart, and I flexed my toes against my fingers as anticipation seeped from my slit.
I wasn’t stupid or ignorant; Anthony had a way of doing things, and intimacy wasn’t his style at all. He’d managed to keep it all well-contained, but now his hand trembled as it cupped my cheek.
Bondage and domination weren’t mutually inclusive, but they blended heavily. I’d learned the ins and outs of this world for the first time at 16 years old; I’d had a good number of partners over the past 11 years, they’d all been learning experiences.
But Anthony was the end of the line for me, and this was proof.
This was the difference.
Trailing hot, heavy kisses down my jaw and neck, Anthony kneaded my ass heavily, and I hummed in pleasure as my head fell back. His dry lips scraped against my sensitive skin, and he dragged his nails along my outer thighs. The bulge in his jeans pulled the fabric taut, and a whimper burst from my throat when the catch on his zipper flicked my nub.
Panting harshly as he mouthed my pert nipples beyond my bra, my heart twisted between my lungs as fire threatened to melt my insides. Gasping with a slight jerk, my head flopped forward, and my eyelids pried apart when Anthony pushed my legs further apart. The frame attached to the door helped support me, and my fogged mind only faintly realized how much planning had to have gone into this.
“Wow…” My low groan earned me a knowing, wicked smirk, and Anthony placed sloppy, openmouthed kisses down my belly as he dropped to his knees. Anticipation caught my breath in my tightening throat, and my abdomen clenched tightly when his hooded eyes met mine.
“Are you ready, Hailey?” I could only nod dumbly, and Anthony’s smirk grew wider before he licked my bare mound with the tip of his tongue. “I’m ready.”
Thick undertones laced Anthony’s rasping voice, and my pupils blew as the sheer magnitude of this moment bore down on me. This had nothing to do with what happened today; he’d been upset, sure, but his insistence that this was an apology was just to mask his true intentions.
He wasn’t ready to tell me that no one else mattered. He wasn’t ready to admit that his life thus far had been bleak and grim, and Antonya and I had brightened it. He didn’t want to fuck this up by going too fast because he was still working on himself.
