(Contains mild BDSM, for those who do not like reading, please skip. Thank you).

I knew what I signed up for, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I would end up in this position. I had envisioned so many other positions in which I would happily submit too, but never this one.

"We agreed to this, two consenting adults, you read it all and we sat down and discussed the entire arrangement, which you agreed to, you signed". His voice echoes through the room.

If I had known at the time, I'd be in this situation I don't think I would have. But, instead I did it for the sake of my familys reputation.

"Now you want more and I know we said two months, but I can't do this. I can't, it's all became too complicated, a lot more than I thought it would be." I say, not looking at him, instead my gaze is directed to the paper with our signatures on it.

"You said no feelings, no attachments, purely business and that is the sole reason I agreed, a business marriage. A merger to be more precise, without the consequence of misunderstanding or complications . Everything in black and white, no blurred lines and marriage to save both our families reputations." I throw his own words back in his face.

He slowly, cautiously makes his way towards me. Until we're face to face, I keep my face neutral, which is the polar opposite to his. His face is full of overwhelming emotions; sadness, guilt, but most of all love.

Looking up at him now I see the amount of love he has. That scares me, so I turn my attention to the wall in the far corner, which I can see past his right shoulder.

He doesn't do or say anything, we just stand directly in front of each other, no one moving or speaking. He already knows how to read me, I don't need to speak or do anything.

The tension in the air is enough to convey what I feel for him. I'm on the brink of falling in, but I'm working against gravity.

I look up at him to see he is looking back at me with a pang of sadness but also love in his eyes.

One last time after this I walk, no listening to my emotions, or falling for your sweet seduction and charm. I tell myself as I look at him.

I convince myself, but deep down I know as soon as I let those words sink in, I'll regret them.

How long can someone run from their own feelings, their own emotions?

"I reviewed it and it turns out when this agreement was drawn up, there is a little leeway the agreement." I look at him before continuing, "Which means I can terminate this biding contract, without it affecting either one of our family businesses. I know we legally agreed to a year long marriage, but with everything. I would like to leave - Before I go for good, you have every right to decline what I say next, but could we -". I didn't get to complete what I was saying, I was over his shoulder and in a matter of seconds we where back in his room.

"Welcome, back." He says in humour to me. I smile back, I don't trust my words or voice.

How can you trust someone, when all your life you've experienced is betrayal, lies and deceit?
I want to trust, but I not ready to give in to you .

"You know I should make you suffer for, wanting to leave me". I hear humour in his tone, as he tries to mask the sadness in his voice and eyes.

I can't be in love with him. It's not possible we've only know each other a matter of a few months, it's to fast.

Yet, it hurts me to see him hurt, it kills me to know I'm the one causing the pain. If it was anyone else I would go and make them pay for how they are hurting him.

But how do you hurt yourself for not being ready to love with someone?

In that moment I decide to let him to whatever he wants with my body, as I can't give my heart, in order for someone to feel love and trust they have to have truly known what that feels like, I never have.

"Do whatever you want to me, I'm all yours". I don't realise the implications behind the words that leave my mouth. My rational mind was gone. Instead my body and hormones are taking over everything I say and feel.

He wraps me in his arms, like it is the last he will ever get the chance to hold me as my mind fills with negative emotions;

I can't tell you what you want to hear from me, I can't comprehend what it is I feel for you. I wish we could stay like this forever, a frozen moment in time, where everything feels safe and calm.

I snuggle into him, even more. I care about him, I truly do. More than I've ever cared for anyone, but I don't think I was born to love, I don't know how. Everything or everyone I've ever cared about had always left.

He kisses the top of my head, before using his hands to pull my face out of his chest. I try to memorise this face, wanting to capture this moment in my mind forever.

I wish I was worthy of someone as incredible as you, not the tarnished public image of the worlds greatest player, the genuine, kind and sweet man I've come to know over these past few months.

I smile up at him. He picks me up and drops me on to the bed, before he takes off his shirt, I do the same until I'm in my bra and underwear. I rest my head on the pillows and close my eyes.

I hear his foot steps at the other end of the room, he opens and closes two draws. I open my eyes and sit up on the bed, watching as he moves around the room shirtless.

He walks towards me indicating for me to raise my arms above my head. I comply and I feel a silk fabric around my wrists. He does the same with my feet, tying each foot to the poster bed.

I can feel the wetness between my legs, begin to build, my blood rushed with excitement. He is now in front of me, with a blindfold in his hands.

"All mine, do whatever I want to you?" His eyes are darker now, filled with love and need, almost mirroring mine own.

He doesn't cover my eyes, he stands in front of me, awaiting my responce.
I don't speak, I can't. I feel as though all the air from my lungs is gone, I nod my head.

He grins at me, knowing he's got me exactly where he wants me, he doesn't break eye contact with me, as he lowers his head between my thighs.

He kisses inside my thighs slowly, working his way up and down my legs. He stops and walks up to my face putting the blind fold over my eyes.

I'm blindfolded, tied up and full of need. Great, smart move. I lay there trying to find some sort of release from the heat building between my thighs.

Suddenly I feel his body on top of me, just that contact alone, is enough to make me even wetter and hungrier for him.

He kisses my body slowly, starting from lips, working his way down.

"Please" I beg, unable to take this torchure any longer my body begging for release.

"Please?" His voice sounds deeper.

"Please " I whimper and arch my body towards his touch, my hand and feet pulling against the restraints, I feel a leather flogger trail down from my chest down to the wetness between my legs. He gently hits me there. I can feel the shockwave run through my whole body, as I moan in responce.

"Tell me what you want?" His voice sounds deeper, aroused by everything he is doing to me.

"I want you". I hear the confidence and esteem in my voice as I speak my mind without holding back.

I learnt in life, in order for you to get what you want you have to speak or take action because no one's going to be able to read your mind, even if they could I doubt people they would.

Their to selfish, I can't really blame individuals, it's a selfish world.

All I can hear is his breathing, ragged and hot against my skin as his lips attack my breasts, sucking on my right, while pinching and massaging my left, all the while I'm a moaning messing unable to hold back all the pleasure he is giving me.

"I'm going to flip you over so you're face down on your stomach, okay". He informs me, his voice is deep and husky.

He doesn't touch me or move. I remember in order for this to work I need to speak, use my words, voice my thoughts; unfiltered.

"Yes." I say in a clear tone as soon as he hears those words. I'm flipped over onto my stomach, legs spread out, knees bent, laying face down my face to the side, head resting on pillows.

He kisses my back, starting from the nape of my neck trailing down to my lower back, slapping my buttocks then kissing them, as his fingers slowly slide into my wetness. I feel his lips against my folds, I moan loudly, at the sensations my body is feeling from his mouth and hands alone.

He pushes in another finger, pumping in and out faster, while his mouth works its magic on my bud. I feel my muscles tighten around his fingers.

"Let go". He says and with those words I let go. My eyes roll back in my head, as I ride out the high.

I hear his footsteps moving towards the top of the bed. His fingers brush against my bound wrists, I feel the silk round my wrists loosen.

I remove my hands, rubbing each wrist gently. I feel the bed dip in front of me as he slowly removes the blindfold from my eyes, I blink a few times so that my eyes can ajust to my surroundings.

He kisses my cheek sweetly. Before switching back to his authoritative role and says " I'm going to untie your feet now and I want you to lay down on your back".

I smile at him and nod my head, knowing exactly what about to happen. He stares at me for a while, without warning he kisses me. The kiss is full of passion and love. I am to distracted by his mouth and tongue to realise that his left hand is slowly making it's way down between my legs.

" I can't, I -" I squirm, suddenly, I feel his finger circle the outer folds of my labia. I kiss him harder, with the same amount of passion he had kissed me with moments ago. My tongue makes it's way into his mouth, stroking his.

His lips move down to my neck while his free hand is now paying close attention to my nipples, tugging and massaging each breast. My mouth opens into an 'o' shape but no words come out.

I feel as though I'm in sexual heaven, I don't mind dying right now, exactly like this.

He stops moving completely, removing his hand from between my legs. I look up at him trying to understand the sudden holt on all the pleasure he was just providing me with.

I open my eyes and get up in a seated portion crisscrossing my legs, one over the other and give him a look of confusion.

He walks out of his bedroom, to the living room. I get up and follow him, watching his muscles retract in his back.

Damn.

He picks up his work phone, that's when all the pieces start to click, it was ringing while he was. I smile as my mind wanders back to the events that took place moments ago.

When did my mind become this sexual?, Who am I kidding I've always been this dirty minded. I grin wider at my own thoughts.

I stand in the living room staring at him, as he hurriedly communicates to whomever is on the other end, his back turned to me. Unaware that I followed him out of his room. That's when a idea pops into my head.

No, he's on the phone. My mind tries to reason with me but I ignore the sensible option and walk over to him. I am standing in front of him, grinning.

"Yes, yes I know. Look can we talk about this later". He says in a rushed tone to the person on the phone. His eyes exaimining my naked body while he tries to reason with the person on the line. I bring my lips to his neck and start kissing and sucking his skin. His breathing changes now more rapid and slightly laboured.

I smile into his neck and continue my assault, until I feel his free hand on the back of my neck. I stop and look at him, his eyes are now darker than they were before and he gives me a look, a look that promises for something in return for what I am doing to him.

He ends the call, saying that he'd call back later to whomever he was talking too. Once he's off the phone. He turns to me, a sly grin all over his face.

I know that's my cue to make a run for it. I run back into our bedroom. His laughter fills the door as he gets closer.

"You know I'll catch you". He says, standing in the doorway, looking at me. His eyes become darker as he examines my body once again.
I gulp, trying to calm the butterflies in my stomach.

"The chase makes it more fun". I tease him.

He slowly makes his way to me, I move around his bed, going in the opposite direction to him. Both of ours eyes trained on each others movements, trying to analyse what the others next move is.

It's going to be a long night......

Hey guys,

So I hope you enjoyed reading this, I wanted your opinions on if you think I should adapt this one shot or leave as is. Leave your replies in the comments.

Love J xx