Ava

I didn't know when he dragged me to the changing rooms. I didn't know what I did that entire time or if the others were watching us. What mattered at the moment was that I was alone in a room with Elias. And I'd just done the only thing which irritated the fuck out of him, but also amused him a hell lot. His grip around my arm as he pushed me inside a room and closed the door behind us was so tight I was sure it had left a mark.

"Hands on the wall."

"But-"

"Ask me to walk away." He said. "Do it."

I looked down but didn't say anything.

He pushed me against the wall, his mouth inches away from mine, but didn't connect them. His hands gripped both of my arms and he wedged a knee between my thighs, forcing them apart. "You remember what you said to me last night? That you were sorry for giving me mixed signals? Well, I'm tired of the mixed signals now. I'm tired of you hesitating every fucking time. Either we do this or we don't, Ava. Stop fucking with me."

I shut my eyes. He didn't move, but he also didn't say anything. I understood his frustration and I knew I'd let it go on a little too long. He didn't deserve my bullshit, and neither did he deserve me playing his feelings around. When I opened my eyes and looked at his face, I knew this one was serious. If I said no, we'd never be in this position again. I knew him and I knew his self control. He'd stay away even if it hurt him. We'd never try. 

So I took a deep breath, nudged his chest. He stepped back, a look of pain and hurt crossing his features before he saw me turn around, press my head into the wall and place my palms on either side of my face. I heard him take in a shaky breath, seemingly caught off guard. He hadn't expected me to submit. Neither had I. But I thought about his words from the other day. We had never tried. All the talks of us being opposite and never working was what I'd told my mind. Elias and I were beautiful. What we had was beautiful. It would be a pity to not try.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my yoga pants, waiting. Waiting for me to tell him it was a mistake and we shouldn't do this. That was, after all, what I'd done every time. But I didn't. I wanted this. I was tired of saying no to something I'd wanted since forever.

He slid them down my legs to my ankles. I was wearing a pair of cotton panties, and while that wasn't the most sexy piece of lingerie I had, I knew he didn't care. He pulled my hair to the right side, sliding his head down on my exposed part. I felt his breath hit my skin, being replaced by his lips the next second. His fingers expertly pulled my underwear away from my ass cheeks, still on, but exposing myself to him.

"Count." He said quietly in my ear.

The sting I felt the next second was much, much lighter than I'd expected. Elias was hard and hot, and while I loved him being soft once in a while, I didn't want that right now. I didn't want him to go soft on me. "Eli-"

My words were cut off when another smack landed on my ass, and I had to bite down on my hand to not scream. It was hard. The hardest he'd ever spanked me. And I'd been spanked tons of times.

"I add two more on each count you miss." He murmured in my ear. Gripping my hair with his left hand, he pulled them back harshly, making me arch my neck. His lips grazed my skin when he whispered hotly, "Count, Ava."

I shut my eyes, biting down on my lip when his palm came in contact with my bare skin, breathing out a slow, "One."

A moan erupted from my throat upon his next slap. He was alternating between soft and hard, and the hard one was too hard. "Two."

By the time he spanked me the fifth time, my ass was too sore, and my panties were drenched. He took my earlobe in his mouth as I exhaled harshly, rubbing my sore skin with his thumb softly. I closed my eyes, bending down my neck and tilting it to the side.

The next smack was so unexpected, and so terribly hard that a small scream left my mouth, and I bit my hand. He coiled my hair around his hand and pulled them back. "That one hurt, yeah? Good, you should know how I felt when you left me." Another. "Without a goodbye."

"Elias-"

"You skipped three counts, Ava. That's six more."

He stopped at fifteen. Tears of pleasure had formed in my eyes and I was resting my forehead on the wall when he turned me around by my neck and crashed his lips on mine.  He forced my legs apart by his knee, shoving his tongue inside my mouth the same time, giving me no time to protest. I felt his knee brush against my clothed core, and I gasped in his mouth. When his fingers left my wrist to wrap around my neck, I let them run into his hair and grip the roots. I bit down on his bottom lip and he tightened his fingers in warning. I wrapped a leg around his waist, moaning when I felt his erection press against the inner side of my thigh. He grabbed my other leg, wrapping it around his waist as well, making me clutch his shoulders. 

Our lips didn't disconnect for even a second when he placed his palm above my head, gripping the door of the room, one of his hands supporting my weight. His mouth was ferociously hungry, devastatingly controlling. Elias was always hungry with me. He always wanted more. His lips were soft but the kiss was hard, demanding. The kiss was everything like I remembered, but still so new. He was more controlling, hotter. He was angry.

He stepped back suddenly, bending down to lift my pants up, then grabbing my wrist and pulling me out. Neither did he look back at me, nor did he stop until we were out of the gym, walking into his car. He pushed me inside the backseat and I pulled him in with me, connecting our lips again as he closed the door behind us. His hands didn't explore my body like mine did his, but he hauled my ass and made me sit across his lap. Elias had a huge car, but I didn't have time to admire it at the moment.

I helped him out of his tee as he sunk his teeth into my neck, making me arch. I shifted my hips and the friction caused him to grunt, tightening his hold around my waist and digging his fingers in my clothed skin. "There's no going back after this, Ava. If you want to back out do it right now." He pulled my hair back, making me look in his wild and desire-ridden eyes. "Tell me you want this."

"Yes."

That single word awakened his dominant side even more than it already was. He pushed me back, hard, making me tighten my legs around his waist and rest my head on the armrest console. His palms cupped my breasts and harshly pulled my bra away without a warning, pinching my nipples and bending down to wrap his lips around one, squeezing the other till my eyes popped out. "Fuck, Elias- t-the window-"

"One way windows. I'm not a fan of audience, amor." He murmured. I breathed out, clutching his back. "The only people who're gonna enjoy when I fuck you will be you and I. No other."

"You sure you still have it in you?" I asked breathlessly, running my fingers through his hair as he teased me with his teeth. 

He stopped short, lifting his head up slowly to look me in the eyes. I was joking of course, his fucking abilities were beyond my imagination. He obviously still had it in him if he managed to make me wet just by staring. But the way his eyes glinted told me he'd just taken that as a challenge, and Elias was a king at winning.

I shrieked when he pulled me up by my neck. My question had not only enticed the beast inside him, but also angered it. His lips were inches away from mine, and I felt them move when he said, "You know what happens when you act smart with me." He tightened his grip around my neck, making my eyes flutter close, turning it around and pressing his lips to my ear, whispering, "Yet you still do it every fucking time."

A giggle escaped my lips before I could stop it. "I'm sorry, sir. I did not mean to offend you."

"You're asking for it now, Ava." He growled, lifting me up and roughly placing me to his side. Before I could do anything he lifted me up again, this time placing me over his lap with my back to his chest. He pushed my hair to one side, hooking his thumbs inside my pants and flinging them down, along with my underwear. Grabbing both of my thighs, he spread my legs apart wide enough to make me cry out.

"If we weren't in the car right now I would have made you fuck yourself like a dirty little girl while I watched." He said in my ear, his fingers spreading apart my drenched folds. He bit down on my shoulder and grazed his thumb across my sex. "But my cock wants to be selfish right now. You'll let me, right?"

"Now, now. Fuck me."

"You are in no position to make demands, amor." He pushed the head of his thumb inside me, leaving me on the edge. "You take what I give you. Convince me to fuck you."

"What if I don't?" My breath hitched when his other hand came up to cup my breast. "You won't fuck me if I don't convince you?"

"No. We both know who's self control is more than the other, Ava. I've lasted four months without sex, I can manage another day. You can't."

I stiffened. His thumb was still pushing inside me but I held his wrist, stopping him. "You haven't had sex for four months?"

"It wouldn't be fair to be with someone when I have someone else in my heart."

Fuck me. Not his mind, not his cock. His fucking heart. Why did he have to say things like that and make my insides melt in a way I liked and disliked at the same time. 

"Convince me."

I pushed my head back when his thumb rubbed my clit, pinching it between his forefinger. His hand teased my nipple, pulling and pressing. His tongue was running in circles on my neck, and I was honestly in bliss. I couldn't believe I'd run away from this. His fingers were magic, and his tongue was capable of doing wonders. But I wasn't satisfied with those two. "Please. Fuck me, do anything you want."

"Anything is a very dangerous word, Ava. With me, especially."

"Show me."

"I don't have a condom-"

I loved how unprepared he was. It would have been strange if he did have one. "I'm on the pill."

"Ava, are you-"

"Yes, Elias. Shut up and fuck me."

So he did just that.

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Don't kill me for that ending.