Four Week Fiance(41)

"She sounds like a slut." She swallowed hard, her eyes not leaving mine. She froze as my fingers ran higher up her thigh, close to her private place, the place I knew was burning in need for me.

"She wanted me to touch her." I ignored her comment, knowing she was trying to diffuse the situation. "And I very badly wanted to touch her."

"So why didn't you?" she said. I could see her eyes gazing at my fingers and she sighed slightly, the sound coming out as a soft moan. I felt myself growing harder as I sat there, teasing her with my words.

"I needed to make sure that she knew that the moment was special," I said and removed my hand from her legs.

"I see," she said stiffly as she sat back and looked away.

"That night was special because I played her a song. A song that had special meaning to me."

"What song?" she asked.

" ‘Let Her Go’ by Passenger," I whispered. I pressed play on my phone and the song started playing through my speaker via Bluetooth in the room.

"You didn't have to play it," she said and I grabbed her hand.

"I had to play it," I said simply. "Then I took her hand and held it," I said. "I caressed her fingers and then sucked on them gently, one by one." I took her pinky finger and put it in my mouth and sucked. She gasped as she stared at me, but she didn't pull away. I pulled her pinky finger out of my mouth and pulled her up off of the couch with me.

"What are you doing, TJ?" She gasped.

"I'm going to tell you what happened next," I said and unbuttoned my shirt slowly before pulling it off and throwing it on the floor. "Put your hands up," I said to her and took a step forward.

"Why?" she said, her eyes widening.

"Because the next part of the story has to be shown to be believed."

"TJ." She gulped. "I don't know what you're saying."

"Yes, you do," I said as I nodded. "You know exactly what I'm saying."

"TJ." She shook her head. "I don't."

"Go to my closet drawer and get the handcuffs and then come back."

"What handcuffs?" she said and blushed. As if she could have forgotten!

"The handcuffs we’re going to use tonight."

"Where?" She looked shocked. "Here?"

"No." I laughed. "That would be way too easy, Mila. You should know by now that I'm anything but easy."

"So where?" she said.

"Go and get the handcuffs and then come back to me."

"You think you're hot stuff, don't you?" She glared at me. "You think you can just boss me..." She stopped talking as I pulled her towards me and kissed her hard.

"Put your hands up," I commanded as I pulled away from her. She put her hands up obediently and I smiled as I pulled her top off. "You can keep your bra on for now."

"Why, thank you." She rolled her eyes at me.

"Go and get the handcuffs," I said as I stared at her beautiful body. "And then come back to me."

"What are you going to do?" she asked softly, gazing at me in wonder.

"I'm going to do all of the things that your brother, your father, your grandfather have worried about."

"What things?" She gazed at me with her mouth half open.

"I'm going to take you to new heights." I smiled at my apt choice of words. "I'm going to possess your body and soul and I'm going to make you come so hard that you'll wonder how you can ever survive without me inside of you."

"TJ." She blushed.

"You'll be screaming my name a lot louder than that." I smirked at her. "You'll be screaming my name into the wind as the city sleeps, and you’ll wonder if you'll survive the passion of the night."

"TJ, I thought this story was meant to be about your sexiest night."

"Oh, it is." I grinned at her. "And it's about to start right now." I licked my lips slowly and I growled as she reached over and touched me. "Tonight, I'm going to make you believe that your body was made for me and me alone. Tonight, my dear Mila, I'm going to show you just how dark and dirty I can be." I spoke lightly and stared at her, wondering if she knew just how true my words really were. Tonight Mila would see just how this man of the night rolled. Tonight Mila would see that being with me was not just about fun and games. Tonight Mila would soar and I would be there with her. I just hoped that what was about to happen wouldn't scare her too much. “Go to your room, take off your panties and your bra. Put on a skirt and a top, grab the handcuffs and then come back out to me,” I said and stood back, waiting for her to do as I said.

***

"Where are we going?" Mila's voice was breathless as I parked my car.

"To my office."

"You brought me to your office at night to have sex?" She looked at me with a questioning look as we got out. I stood there, staring at her in her short black skirt and loose white top, and grinned.

"Kinda sorta," I said as I reached my hand down the back of her skirt and pulled it up to slap her naked ass.

"Ow, what are you doing?" She gasped as I slipped a finger between her legs.

"Making sure you don't have any panties on."

"You know I don't have any on. You're the one who took them off."

"Oh, yeah." I laughed and pulled the back of her skirt down. "Come, let's go inside."

"To your office?" she asked again.

"Not exactly." I shook my head and smiled, my heart racing a thousand beats a minute as we walked into the office building and towards the elevators. "Do you have the handcuffs on you?"

"Yes, TJ." She nodded and held them up to me. "They're here. Are you going to tell me more about this sexiest night or am I just supposed to wait and see?"

"I think experiencing it is better than hearing, don't you?" I said as I pressed the button to the top floor.

"I wish I knew." She shrugged, but I could tell from her eyes that she was excited. "Where are we going?" she asked as we got off at the top floor. I took her hand and led her to the side door that led to the stairs. "Sex in the stairways at work?" she asked curiously, her eyes wide.

"No." I shook my head and led her up the stairs. "Come with me." I almost ran up the last few stairs as we made our way to the door. I opened it and took her outside to the roof.

"Sex on the roof?" she said, her eyes looking at me shrewdly. "Wow."

"Not just on the roof," I said, my heart racing even faster now as I led her to the edge. "Sex on the edge of the roof."

"Are you joking?" She shook her head and took a step back. "I'll fall." She looked over the ledge and shuddered. "Hell no."

"Remember how the contract said you had to trust me?" I said softly. "Even when you thought your life was at risk?"

"You put that in your contract so you could fuck me on a roof?" Her voice rose as she looked at me incredulously. "Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm not out of my mind." I took a step towards her. "And I promise you that you won't fall."

"How can you guarantee that?"

"You have the handcuffs, right?" I grinned at her. "I'll cuff you to this railing." I pointed to the pole next to the ledge. "You won't fall."

"TJ." Her breath caught as she gazed at me. "I can't do this."

"You can," I said, my hands reaching up under her shirt and caressing her breasts. Her nipples were hard already and I could tell from her demeanor that she was still considering it. "You'll feel like you're flying. Trust me." I gazed out at the city lights and took a deep breath. "Look at the skyline, Mila. Do you know how powerful you'll feel if you let me fuck you up here?"

"Don't you mean make love?" she asked, her voice nervous as she looked out at the night sky.

"No, I mean fuck," I said coarsely as my hand slipped in between her legs again. "Because that’s what I'll be doing, Mila. Have no doubt about that. You will feel every inch of me I slide in and out of you, and you will scream out my name to the night sky, as we reach new highs together. You will know in every fiber of your being that you're being fucked. Hard and deep, and you will love every second of it."

"You're serious about this, aren't you?" She moaned and her legs parted slightly. My fingers rubbed against her clit roughly.

"Yes, I'm serious." I stepped back and pulled my shoes off and then my pants. I stood there with my hard-on and my shirt, and she just gazed at me wordlessly. I grabbed her hand and reached her wrists up to the bar.

"Hand me the handcuffs," I said softly, my hands held out to her.

"I don't know." Her lips trembled as she spoke.

"Hand me the handcuffs and get up on the ledge," I said, my voice commanding this time. I grinned as she moved forward and bent over the edge.

"I'm not getting on the ledge," she said and shook her head. "But I'll bend over it." She leaned forward, so that her hands were resting in front of her, touching the air and her ass was up, ready and waiting for me.

"Are you excited?" I asked as I grabbed my hardness and rubbed the tip of my cock against her clit. I felt a gush of liquid touching me and I laughed. She was more than ready. "Now you see why I wanted you on the pill. No one has time to worry about a rubber in a moment like this," I said as I thrust my cock inside of her. She moaned loudly and moved slightly forward. I grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her back. "This is why I wanted you cuffed." I growled. "You can't keep moving."