Make Me Weak (Make Me #1) (12 page)

There was nothing I could say. Whether I was Kandi or Alexandria, I never talked about my feelings
, and I had no intentions to start now. Yet, something about his words struck hard inside me. As Kandi, I was everyone’s fantasy except for Onyx. I wasn’t even sure how to simply be just Andie, but right now, for him, I was determined to try.

I focused on the features of his face for a long moment. His mouth was relaxed, the deep lines of his cheekbones kept him looking incredible for his age
, but it was those eyes. Aside from the wild passion blazing in the dark color there was a hint of longing, too. For some unknown reason, he was dead serious in wanting the real me for tonight and now I knew I had no choice but to give it to him.

I threw my weight against his hold until our mouths were crushed together. My tongue circled his soft plump lips before plunging deep. His hands left my shoulders and wound around my back pulling me into him. I
couldn’t keep waiting for whatever else could be planned before the main event. There was no way I could handle moving around the room to finish. This chair was going to have to do because I needed him inside me.

It all happened so fast. My hands pulled at the zipper of his pants pulling his cock free. Onyx reached down and ripped the soaking G-string completely off. My legs situated over him, his fingers spread wide against my hips
, and as hard as I could, I dropped down onto his throbbing cock.

A scream ripped through my body as a stifled growl and tightening grip on my hips told me it was just as intense for Onyx. His thick shaft rubbed against my clit sending a chilling vibration through m
y aching walls causing Onyx to sink his teeth deep into the flesh of my breast. I yelled out from the pain but bounced my ass up and down over his pulsing erection heightening the pleasure.

My body stopped moving for only a minute for a chance to catch my breath
, but Onyx couldn’t wait.

“Don’t you dare stop now, love. Ride me hard and fast. Show me just how good you really are.” I never liked feeling as though I had to prove myself but right now I wanted nothing more than to do just that.

My hands pressed into his toned and tensed forearms, and I began to move. I rolled my hips hard, making his dick sink into my drenched center at a rapid pace. He tried to keep his eyes on me but they kept rolling back into his head as the slick tension heightened every sense deep inside. As soon as I changed my pace from hard and fast to slowly taking in every delicious inch of him, he couldn’t focus anymore. His head rolled back as his hands moved around to cup under my ass.

“Oh God. That’s it
just like that, baby.”

“Is that the way you like it?”

“Mmm…I like that so fucking much. Show me something else, love. What else can this delectable pussy of yours do?”

As if on command my hips stopped bouncing up and down and began swaying side to side. Every little stretch of my walls made it that much harder to show Onyx all I could do. He may have been just sitting beneath me but
his thickness was bringing me almost to orgasm with the slightest movement. I dropped down hard onto him and once I was completely impaled by his cock, I moved my hips in a circular motion.

Our hands clenched into whatever we could reach of the other as I circled around once again.

“Holy fuck, baby. Your pussy is so fucking good. Don’t stop.”

I sped up my pattern of going up and down, side-to-side, and all the way around. My legs were burning like I had never worked out a day in my life
, and it was becoming impossible to keep up the pace.

“Wrap your arms around me, love.” I did as he said. Holding on for dear life
, I buried my face into his neck. In rapid thrusts, Onyx plunged in and out of me so hard the orgasm I had been on the verge of the entire time suddenly ripped through me.

The intense, pulsing shock my body experiencing was nothing I had ever had before. One sexual encounter had already topped sex with my previous partners
, and with every thrust my orgasm became even more powerful. I hardly had a chance to come down from the euphoric bliss before the relentless pounding set off another orgasmic wave. This time Onyx plunged as deep as he could before shooting out his hot jet with a menacing growl, was single sexiest thing I’d ever heard.

A symphony of moans, groans
, and sighs echoed around the loft as Onyx’s slow pulsing dick prolonged the final few seconds of pleasure. Finally, we stopped moving and clutched onto each other completely spent and breathless.

Everything about this evening had been out of this world incredible. And I couldn’t help but wonder what exactly made it that way. Was it so damn good tonight simply because I hadn’t had sex in a long while? Could it be because I had been fantasizing about Onyx day and night for over a week now—so it was going to be good regardless?

Or was it possible that this was like nothing I had ever experienced, because Onyx only wanted the real me? Would I even be able to give him that if I wasn’t even sure who I was anymore?

For now, no answer was probably best. Just as long as I could continue sitting here with his arms wrapped around me holding me tight. Making me feel for the first time
in longer than I can remember—that I was safe.

After I finally untangled myself from Onyx’s body I escaped to his bathroom to freshen up.
I flipped my head upside down to give my hair a little fluff up, slid my white shorts over my bare ass, and took one final look in the mirror. I didn’t know what I expected to see. It wasn’t like after one random fuck I was going to appear any different. But I knew that wasn’t true. Nothing about this was random and there was just something about this mysterious man that made me crave more. I had hoped with an intense all-consuming orgasmic release my need for him would be sated. The fire would be put out and I could get back to the things I
needed
to put my attention into. It didn’t happen that way at all but at least we still had the rest of the night to silence the desire.

After rebuttoning enough buttons of Onyx’s white shirt to prevent me from letting my chest spill out, I
took a deep breath and rejoined him. A soft jazzy sound poured from the surround sound system around the loft. My eyes trailed on him almost instantly as he sat at his massive L-shaped desk, fiddling with a very nice looking camera. He looked up with a smile when he saw me and stood from his chair.

“There she is.” Setting down the camera he closed the space between us. I had every intention to stand where I was to wait for him, but my legs had a mind of their own. I took off toward him, needi
ng to be in his arms.

As if we had done this hundreds of times before, his arms slid around my waist. I stood on my tip toes in order to comfortably wrap mine around his shoulders.
Onyx leaned his lips down onto mine, deepening the kiss with each passing moment. I shut my eyes, turned off my mind, and gave in to the overpowering sensation that flowed between us.

Onyx pulled his lips away and it took everything in me to not launch my mouth back onto his. Long fingers twisted leisurely into the loose curls in my hair. A smile never left his face as he watched me with a look that made me desperate to know what was in his thoughts.

“That, Alexandria, was pretty sensational. If I do say so myself.” My lips smirked up, my neck grew hot under his consistent gaze. I never had to think when it came to anything sexual, yet here I was, acting completely out of my norm.

I was giddy, needy, and there were even times when I felt myself grow almost nervous near him. My two personalities wer
e battling for Onyx’s attention; it was exhausting and invigorating at the same time.

“It was enjoyable.” I replied.

Just when I thought the grin on his face couldn’t get it any wider, he proved me wrong. “As much as I like this very formal feel between us, how about we change it?”

“What did you have in mind?”

Releasing my waist he sauntered back toward his desk. My eyes followed after him in a trance. It wasn’t until his hands circled around two glasses of red wine did I even realize they were there. Turning back to give me his attention, he lifted one glass to me, his eyes narrowing into an incredibly sexy stare. Yet another little challenge. I was positive he would never own up to the truth behind these little gestures, but I couldn’t stop wondering about them.

Onyx was a man who took what he wanted—he told me so himself. Not only that, but I believed it entirely. I just wondered what was different about me that he didn’t simply
take
me. Onyx set up every little situation so I had to accept. I had to almost prove to him that I wanted what he was offering—
as if any woman wouldn’t
.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I teased, striding toward him.

A deep rumble of a laugh met my ears. “I wouldn’t dare, love. Besides, it isn’t exactly like I need to liquor you up in order to make your body cave to me.”

It was almost impossible to keep a straight face as I took the glass from his hands.

“Are you saying you have a power over me?”

Onyx looked to consider my words for a minute. A wicked sexy grin pulled up his lips and as if on cue my pussy let out a sudden throb with need.

“Cheers,” was his only response.

“Cheers.” I replied.

Our glasses clinked, we both let the wine pour down our throats while never breaking eye contact. I put the glass back down onto his desk first, licking my lips to savor the stained remains.

Onyx’s wine followed. His eyes danced with an inquiry that I found myself desperate to know. I wanted to ask and get it out of him
, but I also didn’t want to disturb his thought process and risk him forgetting.

“Have you ever been photographed, Alexandria?”

“In what way?”

“Professional.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Not unless you count school pictures.”

He smirked. “I don’t.”

“Then no.”

“Would you ever consider letting me photograph you?”

I wasn’t sure why but his question made me antsy. Living my life as far off the grid as I could was one of the most essential goals in my life. To have professional photos of me swimming around wasn’t exactly going to help.

“Why?”

Onyx tipped his head to the side examining me the way I did when I had a blank canvas in front of me.

“Because you are stunning. In absolutely every sense.”

“As much as I appreciate you saying that, I don’t want to tonight.”

“No matter,” he smiled as if holding in a secret. “There is always another day.”

“I thought you said we just had the night.”

“I did, and if you have had enough to drink, we can get back to it.” I narrowed my eyes with a knowing smirk as he successfully dodged my observation.

“I’d like that.” No sense trying to uncover what Onyx was hiding. My body had rested enough. I was ready for more of all that Onyx had to offer.

“You know, I never did finish giving you a tour of my place.”

“Is that so?”

“Oh
yes. Are there any particular areas you would like to see?”

My eyes never left his as I felt my confidence bubble within me. “The bedroom.”

“Well, it may disappoint you to know that there isn’t technically a
room
. It’s simply a bed with curtains closing it in.”

“Sounds perfect.”

Onyx smiled wide before leaning his elbow toward me. I slipped my hand into the crook and let him lead me to the back area of the loft, as if we were off to a respectable restaurant. Perhaps I should have felt strange about our behavior, but I was into anything that involved this man. I wanted more of him and I damn sure didn’t care if that meant looking silly. Just as long as I had his hands all over me again…soon.

We stopped at the curtain,
lust and anticipation swirled deep in my stomach. My heart was already beating wickedly against my chest as Onyx took my hand, freeing it from his elbow. He lifted it to his lips and placed a delicate, soft kiss against my knuckles before releasing it for good.

“
Now, don’t get your hopes it. It isn’t much, love.”

“I think I’ll be the judge of that.”
Curling his fingers into the silky black fabric he yanked both sides apart revealing a massive dark wooded bed. Black silk blankets covered the large mattress, a dark long dresser sat at the back wall. It was simple, but to me it was wonderful. Not only was the bed perfect for what we would be doing but I wasn’t one in need of much, and the simpler styles were more my taste.

“It’s perfect.”

Onyx laughed, crossed his arms over his chest and eyed me suspiciously. “Are you just saying that? You seem to love this entire place, and there really isn’t a whole lot to it.”

I bobbed my shoulders casually.
“That doesn’t matter to me. I don’t like a lot of cluster in my life. I fill my world with only the things I feel are important.”

“Oh? And what exactly occupies your life, Alexandria?”

I gave a dry smile but averted my eyes from his. “We aren’t here for you to ask me questions, are we? So what do you say we get back to the show?”

Onyx chuckled, and closed the space b
etween us. His hand brushed my hair behind my shoulders as his gaze focused deep into my eyes; as if trying to reach the secrets locked up tight.

“
You are one mysterious woman, Alexandria. What has ailed your heart so much that you will not share even a little about yourself?”

“Something I wouldn’t expect anyone to understand. Listen Onyx, I’m not here for a friend
, or even a companion. I’m looking for someone who will fuck me hard, and make me forget everything that has made me the way that I am. If that isn’t you, then I will be on my way. And if it is, well, prove it.”

Our mouths crushed together, his arms slid behind my back sliding south toward my ass. His
tongue swirled around my mouth, stroking my tongue, biting my lip. Making me feel the ravenous hunger he had for me alone. Onyx lifted me by my ass, pressing my pussy on his thick denim bulge. The rough gesture sent extreme chills from my pussy to my curling toes. I wasn’t in his arms long before he threw me back onto the bed. Hard.

I lay in the middle, panting, unmoving. Wh
atever Onyx wanted to do—I was going to let him. My body was almost shaking with the anticipation for what awaited me. Standing at the foot of the bed with the usual sly smirk vacant from his expression was a man who was no longer playing around.

“Take off your shorts, Alexandria, and anything else that may be underneath them.”

I decided to test the waters of his current attitude. “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather do it?”

My words p
urred out in a honey-like tone.

“
No. You want to forget? You want to release control? I’m going to allow you to do just that. You don’t need to think of what to do or how to do it. All you need to do now is whatever the fuck I tell you to.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. I
never
gave someone control over me, and now this random man was telling me he was
taking
control? Was I seriously just going to let him tell me what to do??

Onyx bared his teeth as he let out his words in a low growl. “Now, I’m only going to repeat myself once before the punishments start. Take off your
damn
shorts.”

Terror began to beat in my chest, the air in my lungs tightened
with the sudden change in the atmosphere. But the most confusing of all the new feelings was the sudden blazing throb in my pussy. Juices slid from my lips onto my shorts all because of the way Onyx was talking to me. Part of me wanted to be defiant and keep my shorts on because well, fuck anyone who tells me what to do. But that plan lasted for .25 seconds before my fingers latched onto the sides of my white shorts and slid them down. They met my ankles and before I could flip them off Onyx pulled them from my feet and held them up to his face. He balled them up under his nose and inhaled deeply. A malicious grin that didn’t touch his eyes brushed onto his lips.

“You smell ready for me already. Is that true?”

“Maybe.”

He snarled at my response. “Don’t be coy with me. Answer me now!”

“Yes!”

“Better. Don’t play games with me, Alexandria. Life is full of them already. In here I want you to be you
rself and of course, obedient.”

“Yes, Sir.” I replied.

“Tsk tsk tsk. No, no love. Call me Onyx—just Onyx.”

“Okay,
Just Onyx
.”

He cocked his head to the side, he seemed to be holding back a smirk to remain in control. “You
want
to be punished, don’t you, love?”

“I’d rather not answer that.”

Onyx nodded his head as if in deep thought. “Maybe I’ll just
make
you answer me.”

“And how do you intend to do that?”

“Just wait, Alexandria.”

I didn’t have to. Onyx wrapped his hands tight around
my ankles, clearly not caring about being gentle with me. His muscles flexed in his arms and with a strong yank I was pulled toward the edge of the bed. My ass rested patiently against the smooth material that my pussy dripped onto.