My Most Precious One(43)

“Lukas, either you trust me or you don’t, but keep this up and you and I will only be a memory. I’m serious.” I wasn’t but I wanted him to see I meant business.

He laughed now. “I know you don’t mean it, its fine I’ll play nice. I don’t like it but I’ll be good as long as you know that tonight you are so going to be punished again.” He took his glass of wine and drank from it. “It’s good.” He murmured. “I know.”

Ted came by and we ordered. We even got extra food, courtesy of my buddies. Lukas really liked it here and had kept to his promise and played nice with my friends. We had two bottles of wine and a few shots with the boys.

“So you have a merger and acquisitions company.” My new found bravery came from all my drinking.

“It seems that my bad girl did a little research.” Lukas noted I shrugged.

“Just this afternoon, I wanted to know.” The look of disappointment ran through his face.

“If you wanted to know all you had to do was ask.” He commented.

“Ok I’ll ask.” I gave him a playful look. “So how many?”

He stopped what he was doing and stared. “How many what?” He waited. The air around him told me to tread lightly.

“Women.” I reached for my glass of wine again taking a swig.

He shook his head. “Why?” Damn him and the way he skirted issues.

“I saw pics of all the women you’ve dated, seems like you left a lot of broken hearts in New York.” He waved over Ted and handed him his card. No way, he had the elusive black titanium card, I’ve only ever seen one once in my whole career. “Ted the bill please, it seems my girl has had too much to drink.” He looked at me as he spoke my belly warned me I was in shit again.

He must have given him a great tip Ted smiled from ear to ear. Lukas then reached down into his pockets pulling out more money and handed to Adam and Nick. “Night guys!” I waved as Lukas reached for my hand and yanked me out of my seat. He walked us to his car, pulled out his key and beeped for the doors to open. He held the door for me, slamming it shut as I got in. We both sat in silence as we headed back to his penthouse. The silence continued as we entered his home, he stopped in mid stride turned to me, his lips in an angry line. He stalked back to me and lifted me up taking me to his bedroom, throwing me onto the bed.

“You Googled the women I slept with?” His question was more of a statement. “Strip now!” I shook my head no.

“Does everything have to turn to sex with you? Why can’t you just tell me? Lukas I won’t say it doesn’t bother me…those women… they’re nothing like me.” I voice broke as I spoke.

He took two steps closer “Now Alexia!” He barked. I looked at the door. “You won’t have time to leave. I’ll catch you before you go. I told you give up when it comes to me and us. Now strip or so help me.” The words came out harsh and strong. I weighed my options, he stood tall slowly folding his arms across his giant chest.

“Listen big boy.” Finally finding my backbone. “I’m not a submissive that bows her head and wants to be flogged and beaten. So if that’s your kink, I’m not judging but it’s not me.” My veins were filled with alcohol, my pussy had swelled at his dominance but I was not going down this slippery slope with him.

He unfolded his hands and grabbed my arm, and pulled me to him. He seized my head with his other hand and kissed me fiercely. I could taste the whisky on his lips making my core melt. The desperation of his kiss, the control that was barely there was driving me close to the edge. He deepened the kiss pushing me further, nearly taking every breath out of me. He pulled away “Strip!” He held onto my head never his eyes wavering, willing me to follow his command.

I finally reached the hem of my shirt and pulled it off, he stood before me waiting. I lied down on the bed and unbuttoned my jeans wiggling myself out of them, leaving me only with my bra and panties. “Naked Alexia! That is how I want you!” He growled. My pussy clenched dripping wet as I heard his words. I unclasped my bra and yanked off my panties. Lukas still stood where he was looking at me licking his lips. My clit ached for his touch. He untucked his shirt and pulled it over his head. His tattoos glowed with the pale blue light of the night that had filled the room. He then undid his belt and the buttons of his jeans. He stood naked before me. “Lay back!” He ordered. I did, he crawled onto the bed and hovered above me, his eyes burning though mine, unraveling my soul, almost knowing what I wanted from him.

We both lay there still in silence. The head of his cock nudged me at my entrance. With one savage thrust he pushed himself inside me. I could hear the sounds of our bodies melding together. My swollen clit beckoned to be touched. My nerves endings came alive as we found our rhythm. He pounded into me grounding me to him. His eyes still connected with mine. The orgasm that was building was unlike anything I had felt before. He was trying to build a bond between us. He slammed into me harder I lifted my body to meet his, my clit hitting his pelvis. “Yes Alexia!” He growled through his teeth, pushing my body further as he thrashed into me. “Cum!” He demanded. My body shook as my pussy clenched around him like a vise. He grunted and lowered his head to my neck biting me hard.