My phone beeps loudly. I roll my eyes at the unwelcome text interruption. Of course, it's Ricky. He asks if everything is okay. He says he's concerned. I narrow my eyes at my phone and throw it on the bed. Pretty soon, it'll all be a distant memory anyway. I turn to my laptop and double check my travel plans. It takes just a moment to e-mail Julia about picking me up at the airport along with my itinerary.
Then there is a loud knock at my door. "Belle, it's me, Ricky. Open the door."
I roll my eyes as I look towards the door before I walk over angrily. I throw the door open and stare him down.
"Yes?" I can't help but see red. Why isn't he down the beach kissing that blonde bimbo? Why is he wasting my time? This isn’t me. But suddenly I’m consumed with anger.
"Belle, what's going on? I had to practically beat it out of Edward. He said you weren't feeling well?"
I shoot him an icy stare before I slowly turn around to continue packing. "No, I was suddenly feeling a little sick to my stomach. Listen, I'm in the middle of something now. I need to get ready to go back." He's silent.
After a brief pause, I blurt out, "Why don't you go back to that blonde girl? You two looked cozy." I try to hold back the tears as I feel my anger rising, ready to choke me.
"Oh my God, Belle. Is that what this is all about? I had no interest in her, I swear. I pushed her off and told her I wasn't interested at all. Then I look up and see you running off. You have to believe me, Belle. I just want to be with you. Why else would I be here right now?"
He gets close to me and takes my hand into his as he stares deeply into my eyes. I can't ignore him anymore. My face, my emotions begin to soften at his words and his sincere plea. His hands come up to my face to gently brush along my jaw line. "Belle, I mean it. I just want to spend every last moment with you. No one else."
I shiver a little under his gentle touch, his sweet words and silky soft voice. "Ricky, I…I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed. It just took me by surprise and I simply reacted. I'm glad you're here." I smile at him softly. Truth is, he’s here with me and not down by the bonfire with that blonde bimbo or any other girl for that matter. I surprised myself with the intense emotions that took over when I saw him with her.
"Ricky, my last long-term relationship…he cheated on me many times with many women. When I saw her trying to kiss you, I don't know…I guess I just freaked out." I feel embarrassed but want to explain myself.
"Hush, Belle. You don't have to explain and you don't have to worry." He leans over and pulls me close to him in a warm, tight embrace. He feels so amazing and comfortable, like home. Soon his warm, hard, muscular body presses against mine, making me breathe a little heavier. His soft lips graze my neck and quickly find my lips.
In a flash, he has me pinned down on the bed. We stare into each other’s eyes as he holds my wrists down. He comes back down to kiss me passionately as we tumble around the bed. Our clothes go flying off as we can't wait to hold our naked bodies close together. I've been waiting for this moment all day.
"Belle, I can't believe you ran off like that. I think I may have to punish you a little for not trusting me," he teases. I look at him a little warily. Is he kidding? I smile tentatively at him.
"I'm not kidding," he says coldly. For a minute, I'm a little alarmed. He pulls out silk scarves from his pants pocket. "I have to make sure you don't get away this time," he winks at me with a sexy smile. I giggle back. Okay, I'm open-minded enough to go along, I think. He surprises me and quickly flips my body around on the bed so that my face is almost smashed against the soft bed. I gasp as he pulls my arms back and binds my wrists together with his silk scarf.
"Don't worry, baby. This won't hurt…too much." I raise an eyebrow but I don't think he can see nor does he care.
Oddly I feel excited, turned on by what he might have in store for me. He pulls my body up by the ties abruptly and over his lap. My fully naked body is pressed into his lap. I feel his hard erection poking me in the lower stomach, and am extremely aware of my moistness on my inner thighs. His hand comes up and glides in between my thighs.
"Oh baby, that's nice. I see you're already ready for me. Good girl. But you know you've been a bad girl tonight, running out on me like that, right?" His voice is sexy yet mildly threatening in a really hot way. I bite my lower lip.
Before I can answer, I feel his hands caressing my ass. Within a second, he removes them and swiftly smacks me hard squarely against my ass. The loud smack of stinging skin rings in my ears and lights up my backside. "Ow! Oh my God! What the…" Again, his hand comes down swiftly and fiercely, smacking against my already sensitive butt cheek. I bite my lip hard in pain this time. Maybe I shouldn't say anything.