“Well if you want to behave like a whore then fine… have it your way……..but it ends here …tonight”
She could hear the anger in his voice and looked up to see him kicking off his shoes and socks, her heart starting to beat quickly as she watched him undress. Removing his jacket and tie both of which he flung violently onto a chair, making her jump slightly, before undoing his shirt pulling it from his shoulders enabling her to see the smooth contours of his stomach.
Kira swallowed a small lump in her throat as a familiar desire reached her eyes on seeing him partially dressed before her. Her flushed face did not escape his scrutiny.
“Come here” he ordered her
She moved over to where he stood. She was aware that her breathing was ragged as her eyes tried to mask the desire her body couldn’t hide. However, looking into his face she was shocked at what she saw. His eyes were cold, empty of all the softness which had been there earlier and filled only with anger. As her expression changed to one of confusion he spoke, his voice cold and hard
“Take off your dress”
Realisation dawned on Kira. She had been brought here to service his needs and now she was to be made to make good on that deal. Gone was the soft gentle lover of this afternoon and in his place stood something frightening and determined to break her.
Dropping her eyes to the ground to hide the hurt in them she reached behind her and undid the clasp which held the dress. It softly and silently fell to the floor leaving her standing naked before him.
“Loosen your hair”
Kira reached up and pulled the clasp from her hair, seeing a small flicker in his eyes as her golden tresses fell around her like a protective blanket”
“Get down on your knees Kira” he said huskily
Still keeping her eyes lowered she shook her head slowly
“Craig… please” she whispered in a small pleading voice
“We had a deal” he said his voice hard and low
“Now …..Down on your knees or I will destroy Bill”
Slowly she complied until she was kneeling before him, her head bowed. She felt the tears in her eyes as he continued
“Remove the belt” he demanded
Wordlessly with finger which trembled so much that she struggled to undo the leather belt, she did as he asked.
“Now the button” he said, but there was something different about his voice, something which caught at her, but she didn’t dare to look up to let him see the tears which were now sliding down her cheeks. As she put her hand on the zipper he groaned an anguished sound his hand covering hers to stop her going any further
“Stop…don’t” his voice was a whisper as he pulled her hands from him softly.
Kira dropped them to her knees clasping them together as her whole body shook violently. Placing both hands on her arms he pulled her up to her feet his eyes taking in the tear stained cheeks and complete devastation on her face as she kept her head bowed refusing to meet his eyes.
“I’m sorry” he moaned the sound so full of anguish that her eyes finally opened to meet his.
His were full of pain and self loathing, as he kissed her tears licking them softly he kept whispering apologies against her cheek, holding her within his arms until she stopped shaking, before putting her away from him with a shudder.
“Go to bed Kira” he said a sad defeated tone in his voice before turning and moving out to the balcony.
For a few seconds she stood in complete confusion her emotions in tatters. He had not been able to carry out his plan of humiliation and she couldn’t understand why. He had looked so vulnerable when he had walked away from her and suddenly she had an over powering need to hold him not just for his sake but for her own. She needed to touch him and have her arms around him.
Kicking off her shoes, she had silently followed him out to the balcony. He hadn’t heard her coming and was looking out sightlessly at the ocean which noisily crashed against the cliff face, a soft wind rumpled his hair and his expression was one which tugged at her heart.
As she moved behind him and touched his back sliding her arms around his waist he had jumped then shivered, allowing her to hold him in her arms her face cuddling into his back. However, as her lips began to kiss his spine he moaned a sound of deep desire his head and spine arching. Slowly he turned around in her arms so that her hands were still around his waist while his hands cupped her beautiful and gentle face. Looking down into her impassioned eyes she saw that his reflected the same desire back at her. Touching her soft lips, he remembered his assault on them the first day. The memory seeing a hurt, haunted expression cross his blue eyes as he slowly and so tenderly kissed them, making her whole body shiver with such sweet sensations as she raised herself higher to deepen the kiss