I told her calmly, “You don’t need Mathew’s permission. But I can assure you, such attitude will not win you any favors with me, either. ”
When her mouth fell open, no sound came out. I guess I had always been the dominant one in our relationship, but I never made it too obvious. There was still time for me to get myself together, but I decided against it. The shadowy side of me realized she was now my hostage and I could abuse her anyway I pleased. Even though she didn’t realize it at the time, something was changing in our relationship.
During our time together at Havard, she had yelled at me for not being completely honest with her.
If she really wanted to know who I am, she would. Even though I didn’t want to completely poison her with my twisted fantasies, I couldn’t let her misbehave without intervening. The reason being that Mathew was absolutely correct. In her rage, she was behaving like a spoilt little child.
I wouldn’t let her tantrums change my mind about keeping her. I had no option but to put her in harm’s way. The two options were equally undesirable to me. When Mathew brought her to me, he was doing me a solid. Now I could be completely honest with Emily and reveal every flaw I’d been hiding.
I dumped the bags on the floor and immediately located the items I needed.
“You may take a shower Here. That’s your pajama set for the night. I showed her the new short, black silk nightgown I’d purchased. ”
Her irises bulged and her mouth opened in astonishment. Seeing the innocent disbelief on her face nearly made me moan. Her gaping lips beckoned me to pull my cock out of it. Never before had I felt the touch of her lips on mine. It was always me fucking her tight pussy. I wanted to take her in a million different directions.
I reminded her, “You’ve worn considerably less around me.”
“I didn’t…”
“I didn’t know you back then.” She looked at me defiantly, but her gaze never left the nightgown.
“You want to get to know me? You will follow my command.”
Finally, she clamped her lips together in a tight line, and her mouth was closed. “No. Despite the fact that you may be holding me here against my choice, I am not obligated to comply with your demands. The way you’re treating me is unacceptable. ”
“Can’t I?” I advanced approaching the woman.
In other words, she didn’t back down. She stopped breathing and froze where she sat on the bed.
I was aware that she appreciated a little of sexual dominance on the light side, but I had never shown that aspect of myself to her.
I carefully closed the gap between us to see how she would respond. She took a deep breath in and out, but she didn’t flinch.
I reached up and trailed the smooth fabric of her nightgown over her cheek as I massaged her face with it. Her eyes became gloomy as she took a deep, quivering breath in. When I touched her, she didn’t recoil.
“Angel, are you frightened? Do I terrify you? ”
She exhaled firmly, “No,” confirming her resolution. Adding quietly, “But I’m upset with you,” she said.
“I don’t trust you.”
I tossed the pyjamas onto the bed and got into a seat next to her. Because she didn’t recoil in fear, I reached out and grasped her hand.
“But give me another chance and I’ll prove myself worthy of your confidence. If you trust me, I won’t let you down. There is no way I would ever want to do you harm. My only concern is for your security. ”
“My only goal is to keep you with me. “The element of security was included, as I had made sure to do. I didn’t want her assurance that she wasn’t afraid of me to falter.
She confirmed this with a nod. This may not have been an outright confession of faith in me, but it was a start. What I was doing to her was wrong, and I needed to tell her why.
“I suggest you wash up.” I tried to make the order as gentle as possible. “Meet me outside, and we can chat while I wait.”
She ripped at her pyjamas.
Her chin was wedged between my thumb and fingers, and I held her there while I looked into her eyes.
, “Does it bother you? Do I disturb you in any way?
The woman on the bed moved about, but I kept the straps on.
She finally conceded, “maybe.”
With my free hand, I gently ran my fingers up the center of her neck to her throat. She felt the chill and refused to move.
As I got closer to speak in her ear, I could sense a pause in her breath.
“Would you want to be let in on a little secret? To put you on edge is one of my favorite pastimes. ” I like seeing you sweat and wriggle. I gave her ear a quick snip. Asking, “Are you terrified now?”
“I… No.” To make things easier for me, she cocked her head to one side.