Keighan

Not being able to touch her in the way that I want is pure torture. It's almost worse than being trapped in a small room behind bars with the thoughts of something bad happening to her. Not that anything would. My family knew full well to watch over her and protect her, or there would have been hell to pay once I was out.

"You're saying no to me?" I heard her loud and clear, but I need to push her. She wants to stand up to me like the grown woman she has become. Good for her. She best back it up.

In a delightful twist of faith, the woman of my dreams isn't the naive and innocent girl she once was. My sweet turns around, facing me head on with a mix of determination and a whole lot of anger weighing in her eyes. Her hands come to my chest doing her best to push me away.

Like I'm going to allow her to do that. A devilish smirk grows on my lips as I meld my body even closer to hers. Causing her arms to drop to her sides and a little growl to come out of her mouth. I can't help myself. She looks adorable right now, and I tilt my head back in a laugh.

My body shakes so hard I can feel her nipples growing hard against my chest. When I look back down at her she's glaring at me. I know if I was a lesser man, I would be dead where I stand. "What is it My Sweet?"

She looks to the side causing a wave of hostility to form in my body. I want her attention on me. How dare she look away. Lifting my hand to her chin, I bring her eyes back up to my face. She has the audacity to close them. I can say mi amore has turned into a defiant and infuriating woman!

"Open your eyes My Sweet." She shakes her head at me. Slamming my hand along the door, it rattles behind her back. "Give me your eyes!" When she still doesn't open them, I take extreme measures. My hand makes its way to her waist, as I pop the button of her red leather mini skort. "Got to say I love this look on you. Going for a devilish look tonight?" I'm taunting her for a reason.

"It's quite fetching my love. Fits perfectly into our world." That makes her eyes shoot open. Just as I knew it would. Her hand comes to mine when I pull down her zipper down and bring the tips of my fingers close to her bare pussy. My woman isn't wearing anything below this skort. The thought fills me with rage.

"I said no." There's a clear warning held within the tone of her voice. I stop all movement just as I'm on the precipice to Heaven. Tilting my head to the side I study her. Trying to gauge her reaction. To see how serious, she is. To hell with it. I want to touch her. I haven't had a woman in three years and all I could think about was her.

I just get two of my fingers against her wet folds, as her hand comes flying in the air towards my face. Just before it makes contact with my cheek, I catch it with my free hand and glare down at her. She was going to slap me?! I don't want to be, but I am fully turned on at this moment. That was beyond hot.

I keep my face neutral, as I pull my lower body away from hers. So, she doesn't feel just how much I want to bury myself inside of her. Focusing all my attention on her face I see a horrified look in her eyes. Her breathing has picked up, causing her chest to rise and fall against me vigorously. I can feel the beat of her heart. Her eyes have become fully dilated.

"Try that again My Sweet." I bring my face closer to hers, our lips are mere centimeters away from each other. "I dare you." My voice holds a challenge in it. With my eyes glaring down at her, as though she's a petulant child, I bring my face even closer.

Every word I speak my lips move across hers. "Give me a reason to lose it. I'm begging you." As I pull back, her mouth falls open. Gaining my full attention. I observe those luscious lips of hers, the ones she used to have wrapped around me as I thrust into her mouth.

I swallow down the need that runs through my veins. What I wouldn't give to push her onto her knees this very second and demand her to unzip me. I lick my own lips with the thought. "If I do?" Her words have my attention going back up to her eyes. I see the challenge within them has returned. I'm shocked by her courage. She easily slips her arm from my hold.

She ducks down below my arm and walks further into the room. "Why are you here Keighan?" Once more my attention is fully on her delectable breasts as she folds her arms below them. Causing them to look even bigger than they already are.

Shaking my head, I stand at my full height. I must get full control over this situation once more. "Because you're here." I lean back against the door that is now behind me, folding one leg over the other. I copy her pose and cross my arms over my chest and relax. I'm going to thoroughly enjoy the show. A wry smile breaks along my lips causing her arms to fall at her sides. Her hands form little fists.

I'm going to indeed enjoy the show. Just to make her more enraged I lift one brow at her and tilt my head sideways. "I came to bring you home." Clearing my throat, I continue, "with me where you belong." My eyes take on a look of challenge.

I dare her to fight me on this. To tell me she doesn't belong with me even though she has been mine for the last seven years. Since she first came to my city. She doesn't say a word, her mouth falls open, her eyes looking around the small room. Looking anywhere but at me. I can see her breathing has picked up, but I won't console her. She should have never left home to begin with. Her moving here was a mistake. A huge one that could have caused her everything including her own life.