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And not the fun kind.

“God damn it, Nadine!”

Here it comes.

“Can we not do this on the street?”

“Fine. But it’s not like the neighbors aren’t used to it.”

He had a point there.

James gestured to his mother’s porch. Slowly I climbed the steps and sat down. He sat down next to me. For a minute he didn’t look at me. I wondered if he hated me.

I wouldn’t blame him if he did.

Even though he still wanted me.

Finally he spoke.

“You should have told me you were alright.”

“I wanted to.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

I shook my head. He stared at me. He figured it out on his own.

“Coach. Right?”

I nodded, wrapping my arms around myself.

“He told me that if I cared about your future I should just go away. I was dragging you down.”

He cursed and stood up.

“That’s bullshit Nadine and you know it. That’s the cowards way out.”

“Maybe. But I
was
dragging you down. You could have lost your whole career.”

“That’s not your responsibility. It’s mine.”

He grinned, flexing his hand.

“I shouldn’t have hit those scum bags so hard.”

He leaned down, bracing his arms on either side of me.

“But I wanted to hit them a lot harder.”

“James…”

“They touched something that was mine.”

I stared at him, wondering what he was getting at. I knew he was going to punish me for leaving. I just wasn’t sure how. But right now he just seemed relieved.

And determined.

“You belong to me Nadine.”

I shook my head, trying to get away from him. He didn’t let me. He held me while I stared at his chest. I couldn’t even look at him.

“I’m damaged goods Fitz.”

“No, you’re not Deanie. Don’t say that.”

“I am!”

I stared at him, trying to make him see.

“You should just get on with it. You don’t want me anyway. Except like that.”

“The hell I don’t!”

He kissed me and I forced myself to hold still. Not to respond. He stopped, pushing me away with a curse.

“Your stepdad did this to you? Made you so scared?”

I looked up at him. How did he know? It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore. I just wanted the pain to stop.

“No!”

“Don’t lie to me Deanie!”

“He didn’t do shit! But he tried. That’s why I left.”

“Jesus Deanie, why didn’t you tell me?”

I shrugged, my shoulders hunched protectively. He grabbed me, holding me against his chest. I felt so safe. But I knew that it wouldn’t last.

“What do you want from me James? Just tell me. I will give it to you. And then you can get on with your life.”

“I want a life with you.”

I just shook my head. I was tired of fighting. He grabbed my shoulders, shaking me lightly.

“What about you? What about your life?”

I lifted my chin, staring at him proudly.

“I’ll figure something out. I always do.”

“That’s not good enough for my girl.”

“Just tell me what you want. I’m tired. I want to go to bed.”

He laughed, a low rumble in his chest.

“You are about to get your wish.”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the street. A car was waiting. It was high class. Not normal for the neighborhood. I should have spotted it. I could have run.

“What?”

“I’m taking you to bed.”

Chapter Twenty One

James

I sat in the chair by the window, waiting. The shower water was still going. She’d been in there for a while.

I smirked.

If she thought she was going to avoid paying the piper, she had another thing coming.

I had waited long enough.

I could wait a little bit longer.

Finally Nadine came out. She looked scrubbed clean, fresh and glowing. She ran a towel over her hair and smiled at me sheepishly. She looked a little nervous.

Good.

That was good.

She had reason to be. I stood up and walked over to her, smiling reassuringly.

“James…”

I tilted my head, waiting.

“I just wanted to say that… I’m sorry.”

I watched her squirm, not saying a thing.

“I felt awful. I was worried about you and-“

“I forgive you.”

I reached for her.

“Just never do it again.”

She exhaled a sigh of relief and nodded happily. I almost felt guilty about what I was about to do.
 

Almost.

“Hand me
 
your belt please.”

She blinked at me, not understanding. She shrugged and pulled the belt loose, handing it to me. I walked around her, pulling the other robe out of the closet. I tugged the belt loose and threw the robe on a chair.
 

“I specifically asked for a room with a sturdy bed frame. I called three hotels before I found one.”

She was staring at me, clutching her robe shut. Her eyes were wide. She was starting to get the picture.

“Here’s how this is going to go.”

She swallowed. I stared at her throat. I thought about biting it.

I wanted to mark her with love bites all over her body.

I wanted to make her know in her skin that she was mine.

Fuck that, I wanted her to know in her bones.

“I’m going to tie you up. You are going to lay still while I do it. And then I’m going to do whatever I want to you.”

She was breathing heavily. I smiled.

“And then we are going to talk.”

“Talk?”

“Not before. After.”

I smirked.

“After round one. Or two. Maybe three.”

“Oh.”

“Your robe please.”

She slid it off and handed it to me. I thanked her and put it aside.

She stood there, so naked and beautiful that it made me ache. She looked nervous as I lifted her up and lay her down on the bed. She didn’t resist as I tied one slender wrist to the bed post. Then the other.

I reached down and pulled off my belt. I used it on her right foot. Then I went to my luggage and removed the shoulder strap. That went around her left foot.

I sat back and admired my handy work. She was spread eagle, naked, on the bed. Helpless. I could do whatever I waned to. And she couldn’t fight me.

She couldn’t run.

I’d make sure she didn’t want to.

All the times I’d missed her. All the times I’d wanted her. All the times I’d been afraid out of my mind.

In this moment, I was in control.

I rubbed my hands together and got started. First I decided to get my clothes out of the way. I was already rock hard. I kicked my shoes off and stripped. When I was nude I looked up at her.

She looked fucking terrified. I was by her side in a minute. I didn’t want to untie her but I would if she was really scared.

“Nadine?”

She didn’t say anything.

“Honey I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I know.”

“What are you so afraid of?”

“I’m afraid to… feel.”

Her admission broke my heart. I knew just what she meant. She was afraid I was going to break her barriers down. Burn those thick walls down with this crazy passion we had between us.

Which is exactly what I was planning to do.

I realized her whole life had been spent protecting herself. It was going to take her a while to let all those walls down once and for all. I could be patient. But it didn’t mean I wasn’t going to go ahead with my plans for tonight.

Or the rest of our fucking lives.

“It’s okay Deanie. I’m here with you. I’m not going anywhere. I’m just going… play.”

I let my hands skim lightly over her body. She gulped and I almost laughed. She wasn’t afraid now though. Now she was squirming a little bit.

Soon she’d be squirming a lot.

I licked the taut line of her throat, chuckling at the sexy little sound she made. She sounded like a kitten. A soft, mewling kitten. And that was before I started in on the rest of her.

I ran my fingers over her silky skin, just grazing her breasts. I knew exactly how to drive her crazy. And that’s what I was going to do.

Even if it drove me crazy along with her.

I held myself above her, dipping my body down so I slid against her. My chest brushed against her nipples. My cock slid against her pussy lips and up over her belly. With each dip, I kissed her. Just a little, just enough so that she lifted her head to try and follow me.

I chuckled and lowered myself between her thighs.

Slowly, I began to nibble and taste those soft pouty lips. I teased her, tracing the line without pressing my tongue all the way in. Again and again I tasted her, not hard, but not stopping.

“James!”

Her hips rocked uselessly against my tongue and I pulled back, blowing cool air on her soaking wet pussy.

Then I started again.

Over and over I brought her to the brink, then stopped, letting her cool down. But just a little… each time she got more and more aroused. More frustrated. More desperate.

“Please!”

She was begging now. Good. I felt my cock straining to be let loose.

I knelt beside her, stroking my shaft. Letting her see my pleasure. Her eyes were glued to my cock. I saw her lick her lips and I groaned.

I let her have a taste and closed my eyes as her tongue swirled over my tip. But then I pulled away, wagging my finger at her.

“Uh uh huh.”

“James…”

I lay beside her, touching her at will. She could do nothing but moan and whimper. Sexy little whimpers that made my cock lurch towards her.

“Do you want me?”

“Yes!”

“Are you going to run away again?”

“No- I swear! I won’t!”

I lay the palm of my hand on her lower belly.

“I don’t believe you. What kind of reassurance will you give me?”

“My word. Anything. Please, James!”

I lifted myself above her, rubbing the tip of my cock over her slippery pussy lips.

“Tell me.”

“I won’t run.”

“Tell me who you belong to.”

“You! I belong to you. Please…”

I let the tip of my cock slip inside her. I’d been waiting so long, that it felt like I was being burned by the sun. But in a good way.

A very, very good way.

“For how long?”

I made lazy little circles with my hips, moving in and out of her a few inches. She moaned.

“What?”

“How long do you belong to me?”

She looked confused, frustrated and sexy as hell.

“As- as long as you want me to.”

I smiled at her, letting my cock sink slowly into her welcoming heat.

“Unfff… that’s good Nadine.”

“Oh!”

“Because I want forever.”

I doubted she heard me as I worked my cock inside her. I was relentless now, not holding back. I felt my cock expanding, ready to unleash. But I wanted this to last.

Then again, she was tied to a bed…

I bellowed as my seed exploded from my cock head. I drove forward again and again. She was cuming too, milking me relentlessly with her hot box. Together, we thrashed on the bed until we slowly came to a stop.

I leaned my forehead against her, staring down at her beautiful face.

She was staring at me with a mix of wonder and reproach. I knew she was annoyed at how long I’d made her wait. She had no idea what I had planned for the rest of the night.

“James?”

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Are we going to talk now?”

I shook my head slowly.

“Will you untie me?”

Again, I shook my head slowly.

That’s when she realized I was hard again. Still inside her and ready for round two.

“I told you it was going to me a long night.”

Nadine

My head tossed from side to side as James drove me to yet another earth shattering orgasm. He was above me, slowly fucking me into a trance like state.

I could barely feel my wrists or ankles. That didn’t matter. The rest of my body was more than making up for it.

James was making sure of that.

Before he wouldn’t let me cum.
 

Now he wouldn’t let me stop.

He froze above me, letting my body clench down on his cock where it impaled me, unmoving. It made the orgasm more intense somehow… it seemed to go on endlessly. I could feel everything.

So could he apparently.

“Unnfff… yes Nadine… come for me… that’s a good girl… fuck you feel so good on my cock…”

He waited until I was done before he started fucking me again.

“God, I want to flip you over. Do all sorts of filthy things to you.”

I moaned incoherently.

“Untie me.”

He grinned down at me arrogantly.

“Not until round three. Maybe.”

His pace seemed unhurried as he fucked me. It was torture. He started withdrawing almost completely, then pausing before he thrust back in again.

If I could just lift my legs… I could wrap them around him, keeping him inside me.

Then he wouldn’t be so fucking smug.

He pulled away again and I jerked my hips upward. He moaned and plunged back inside me. I whispered in his ear.

“Come for me James.”

He growled, and started pumping himself into my body. Faster. Harder. Deeper.

Just like that, I’d sent him over the edge.

His face scrunched up as I felt his cock lurch inside me. I exhaled and my body rose up, shuddering right along with him. It was like his dick let out electric currents as he came. Current that were just for me.

It felt fucking amazing.

He collapsed on top of me. But as always, he was careful not to crush me. No matter how spent he was.
 

I turned my head, staring at his bulging arm muscles. I wanted to bite them. I could almost taste the salty sweat on his skin.

I was starving I realized.

“I’m hungry.”

He lifted his head and looked at me.
 

“There’s plenty more where that came from. Give me a minute- no- less. Thirty seconds.”

I shook my head. I was ravenous. And I could feel his cock refilling with blood again.

“No, seriously. I didn’t eat all day. Untie me James.”

He sighed and nodded, untying my ankles first. He rubbed the spots where the binds had left a mark, kissing the red skin. He did the same with my wrists. I sat up when the last one was untied.