Ava

"Tonight was intense." I chuckled as we drove back to the penthouse. Elias looked eerily calm, and it seemed intimidating. He glanced my way, his gaze lingering on my lips, then looked back at the roads. That single move made me clench my thighs.

"It's going to get more intense now, amor." He murmured, his eyes still on the road.

"How so?" I asked, leaning back, staring at his side profile. He still looked beautiful.

And when his mouth turned up into the smallest of smiles I felt hot all over. He wasn't even looking at me, yet I still felt he was turning me to ashes. "You'll see."

Elias had been strangely patient the whole ride, not even giving me some innocent touches. Only once when we reached his apartment did he turn me around and grab the back of my head, smashing his lips on mine. I gasped at the sudden contact and he took advantage of that.

His fingers pushed my zipper down as I fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, but he held my hands, halting my movements. He bunched my dress up till my hips, his palms reaching inside my underwear and cupping my ass, hoisting me up. I let my nails drag on his scalp, making him bite my bottom lip in return.

He didn't drop me on the bed. No, he walked further left, putting me down, turning me around. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, cheeks flushed, eyes wild, lips full and swollen. Elias was looking down at me, his lips brushing my ear. "Bend over."

I rested my hands on the dressing table, my ass sticking out, taking a deep breath. He slid my panties down, tracing his knuckles over the bare skin of my hips, making me shiver. "Repeat your safe word for me."

"Dusk." My voice sounded foreign to me as well, dark and husky. I shut my eyes when the first spank came. My body moved forward, lifting up on my toes, and I harshly bit my bottom lip. 

"Ava," His voice was so fucking sexy I could climax only by his words. "Look at me." He chuckled softly when I tilted my face to the side, his hand reaching to my head and tilting it back to its place. "In the mirror, amor."

I blinked, looking at myself in the mirror, then lifting my gaze up. My breath hitched when I met his gaze, so carnal and lubricious. His eyes were dark like the deepest pits of hell, darker than night. He looked so in control that I would have done anything he asked me to at that moment.

His gaze didn't budge when his palm came in contact with my skin. Neither did mine. Maybe that's what made my sex clench. The way his eyes shamelessly claimed me, the way he so openly gave me his marks made me want to go down on my knees for him. I wouldn't do it for anyone, no one but him. Only him.

The next three slaps had no break between them, and were so powerful I knew they'd left a bruise. Several, for that matter. I was clutching the table so hard I was afraid it would break, but Elias didn't seem to care. He gave me a few seconds to breathe, then slapped me another three times. I cried out, not making a move to cover up my scream.

"Don't you dare look away, Ava." He said when my eyes fluttered close. 

I did my best to open them. But when he increased the frequency of his spanks I couldn't cope up. He had to give me fifteen. But I didn't keep count. It felt like he'd given me more, and I honestly didn't seem to mind.

He knelt behind me, his knuckles tracing my bare ass, brushing against the raw portion where he'd almost broken my skin, making me hiss. I felt his breath against my skin, and soon enough it was replaced by his lips, soft and warm. He traced his tongue lightly, being a lot more gentle than I was used to. I hummed in delight when he did the same to the other cheek.

He got up, turned me around. Pulling my bottom lip, he parted my mouth, his forefinger invading the privacy of my mouth which I happily took. His eyes darkened more, if that was possible, when I tugged at his finger playfully, hollowing my cheeks around it. He pulled it back, reaching between my legs and pressing it to my throbbing clit.

I whimpered, letting my head fall down on his shoulder as he pushed my hair back, brushing his lips against the shell of my ear. Pushing my dress down until I stood fully naked in front of him, he whispered, "Undress me, amor."

I started with his shirt. He made no move to help me as I unbuttoned, clumsily, but fast enough. His finger was still pressing against my folds and body was threatening to give out. At one point of time, I bit his shoulder to keep myself from making anymore sounds, making him grunt at the sudden move. He didn't faze though, waiting for me to obey what he'd told me to.

When I did manage to get him naked without caving in, his finger disappeared, making me whine, which soon turned into a breathless hiss when he pushed it inside me. "I don't like this position." He murmured, taking his finger out, holding my biceps and walking me back, pushing me down on the bed. "I like you withering beneath me."

Elias resumed his torture, this time pushing two fingers inside my sex, making me arch my back. I reached up with my hands, clasping the headboard tightly when the pressure became too much. "You want to cum?"

"Yes-"

"How bad?"

Elias was lying half on top of me, kissing my neck. My eyes were shut and I was just on the brink of losing control. "Bad enough, Elias-"

"What do I get in return?" He grinned on top of me. It wasn't that he wanted anything in return. It was that he wanted to make me hold my orgasm in by distracting me to talk.

"My orgasm." I grunted out. "It pleases you."

"Mhm, true." He bent down, increasing the pace of his fingers. I groaned, cursing under my breath. He kissed the shell of my ear, playfully tugged my earlobe. "But I can hold off my pleasure for a little while, no?"

"Elias-"

His entire demeanour changed from being playful to being the one in control again. His face turned dominant, almost feral. He pinched my clit, making me hiss out. "Beg, Ava."

I was going to get punished again. I couldn't hold it any longer. "Please, please, I can't-"

He took his fingers out of me, making me whimper at the loss of contact. It took me a few seconds to realise what was happening when he placed them in his mouth, sucking them off, then reaching between my legs again to rub me. "Now beg better."

"I need to cum. I need it so bad." I was on verge of tears by holding my inevitable climax in for so long. "Please, I can't hold it-"

He hovered his lips over mine, not connecting them, but brushing them against mine in the lightest of touches. "Cum for me, amor."

Elias didn't let me rest after I climaxed. Pushing open my legs wide enough, licking off his fingers he shifted his whole weight on my body, lining his shaft against my opening. I pressed his head closer to mine, connecting our lips just as he entered me.

He kept his pace slow for the first few thrusts, then increased gradually. By the time he made it to his original fast and hard speed, I was already panting. He hissed in my ear when my walls clenched around him, pinching my nipple in return. I grabbed his head, pushing our lips together. His strokes turned more powerful.

"Not now." He said when I clenched again. "With me."

"Fast, please." I breathed out, tightening my legs around his waist in an attempt to prevent clenching the walls of my vagina. 

He fisted his hands in the bed sheet just beside my body, groaning. Flipping onto his back, he turned me around, then entered me from behind. Pushing my hair to the side, he coiled them around his arm, pulling them back, making me scream and arch my back.

"Shh, you're doing so good, amor." He murmured, his thrusts turning slower, but deeper at the same time. "So good. Hold it for me."

I tried. But once I realised I couldn't any longer, I pressed my face in the pillow, climaxing. Elias growled above me, following the next moment. He dropped down, taking a deep breath, kissing my shoulder blades, then biting my neck softly. He wrapped an arm around my waist and turned us expertly to the side so that we lay next to each other, my back against his chest.

There was silence. Peace. Neither of us said anything, only absorbed the feel of each other. I had never felt so safe and happy in my entire life as I felt at that moment. 

"Say something in Spanish." I said softly, closing my eyes. Elias didn't respond for a long time and I wondered if he'd fallen asleep. 

"Estoy enamorado de ti." He whispered. I felt his eyelashes flutter against my shoulder, as his arm tightened around my waist. "Siempre he estado enamorado de ti."

I turned around in his arms, my face softening when I saw how vulnerable he looked. His face was stripped off any kind of walls, and he looked so raw I didn't want to let him go, ever. "What does it mean?"

"I can't tell you." He murmured. "That's the whole point of saying it in Spanish. So that you don't understand."

"Tell me." I pressed myself closer to him, wrapping a leg around his waist. 

He pulled me closer, smiling softly. "I'll you one day, I promise."

I closed my eyes, sinking my face into the safety of his neck. He stroked my hair, tracing my back, brushing his knuckles against my hips, my thigh. His breathing was soft and deep, almost hesitant. I pressed myself even closer to him, craving his warmth more than ever. 

"Elias?" I whispered.

"Hm?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For not leaving. Even after I ran away so many times. For waiting." I said.

"You don't-"

"Shh." I pressed a kiss to his lips in an attempt to cut him off. "Just take it for a change."

His mouth turned up into a smile, but he didn't say anything. I let him nuzzle his face in my neck, and I heard him take a sharp inhale, sighing. "You ever thought of being in charge?"

I stiffened, "Huh? Why would me ask me that?"

"Have you?"

"With you, no. Why? Do you want me to?"

"No." He replied, chuckling softly. "I can't even think of fucking you without controlling your orgasms. But if you want to, ever, you tell me, alright? We'll work something out."

"You'll let me?" I asked, surprised.

"Not for long." He looked up. "That's not my nature. But yeah, if you want to, I'll let you for a while."

"Is it weird that I don't want to?" I murmured. "The thought of being in charge with you makes me laugh. It doesn't turn me on. I like you being in control."

"That's very good, amor." He breathed out a sigh of relief. "Because submission requires courage and honestly, I don't think I have it in me."

He tilted his head to the side when I fluttered kisses down his neck. I heard my phone off somewhere far away, but I didn't pay any attention to it. Elias grunted when I sank my teeth into his flesh and sucked. I groaned when I heard my phone again.

"It must be in the living room." He said. "Wait here."

He got up, throwing his shirt at me, pulling his boxers up his legs. He walked out just as I buttoned up the shirt, and came back with my phone when I'd finished unbuttoning. Handing me the phone, he dropped down on the bed again.

My phone flashed the name of Brenda, and I took a deep breath before answering. "You got it?"

"Mankind Hospital." She said. "His sister got into an accident day before yesterday."

"Thank you, Brenda. I'll see you tomorrow at the office."

I stared at my phone screen a little longer when she hung up. Elias traced my back, pulling me down so that I lay beside him.

"You got your theory right?" He murmured.

"Mhm." I closed my eyes. "Tomorrow's going to be fun."

-⍣-

OMG aaahhhhhh the confession I loved writing that part. 

I'd been suffering from fever and a terrible cold these past couple of days, but it was just a viral infection and I'm alright now. Thank you to all those who checked up on me.

The next chapter's obviously going to be drama. I love drama.