Forbidden Desires Ch. 03

"You want to cum again don't you? My little slut, it's so easy to make you like this."

"Please sir."

"Please what?"

"Can I cum again sir please?"

"What are you Annabella?"

"I'm your little slut sir."

"Good girl."

He thrust two fingers into her tight pussy and teased her clit with his thumb, she came undone her juices soaking his fingers and he thrust once more and held himself still spilling his cum deep inside her. She relaxed back against him and he held her up with one arm around her waist while the other freed her wrists from their restraints, then carefully he removed the clamps from her nipples and sank to the floor, taking her with him, his cock still buried inside her.

He held her against his chest and removed the cuffs from her ankles rubbing the skin gently with his thumb before trailing his hand up her body and soothing her sensitive nipples with his large hand. Guilt suddenly gripped him and he looked down at her, her face was covered by her long red hair and she trembled violently against him.

"Bella?" He stroked her shoulder. "Bells?" She didn't respond and he turned her so she face him in his lap, her legs fell either side of his and he tilted her face up with a finger under her chin. "Bella are you OK?"

Finally he looked at her tear stained face and instantly felt sick. "Fuck Bella I'm so sorry. Why didn't you tell me to stop?" She still didn't answer and he shook her. "Bella why the fuck didn't you tell me to stop?"

"Because I didn't want you to." When she finally spoke he felt a sense of relief go through him. "You didn't want to stop and I didn't want you to." Slowly she reached out and touched his stubbled cheek, running her fingers down his neck and down to his broad chest which heaved with his breathing. "I wanted to see what you wanted really."

"This is never what I wanted. You said I fucked you like a Sub, I have never fucked you like a Sub, not really."

"And that's how you fuck your other Subs?" There was anger in her voice.

"Fuck Bella what do you want from me?" He seemed defeated. "You don't want me but you don't want me fucking other people. You've run from me twice but you don't let me forget about you. What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know." They stared at each other intensely for a moment before she sighed and looked down shaking her head. "I want you, that's all I know. I'm still scared."

"Of what?"

"Of you, of how you were just then. You wanted that more than you admitted even if you didn't know it before. Scared of how much I wanted it. Scared of what might happen if I stay. I'm terrified of what will happen if I go, scared because I don't want to lose you. Scared because I want to be with you, properly and I don't know if it will work."

He watched her silently through her speech before leaning forward and kissing her quickly, she moaned and sank into his embrace, he teased her lips open and slipped his tongue into her warm mouth. Pulling back he stared at her.

"That's really what you want?" She nodded and he smiled, she hadn't seen this look on his face before and she didn't understand what it meant, the heat in her stomach was foreign and she was scared she knew what it was. She was falling for this man and hard. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "I think so, I just can't see myself not being with you."

He didn't ask again but stood, holding her against his chest and walked through to his bedroom, he sat against the pillows and pulled a blanket over them.

"This new guy?"

She interrupted. "I'll leave, tomorrow."

"Good girl."

*

It was eight o'clock, he sat in his chair watching over the club, Luanna caught his eye and he beckoned her over.

"She's coming back isn't she?"

She spoke before he had a chance too and he nodded. "Yeah."

"As more than a Sub?"

"Yeah."

"You know, for years I wanted it to be me. I wanted you to fall for me the way I did for you." He looked up at her, she was smiling. "But I've seen the way you look at her, I've seen the way you are when she's gone." She leant down and kissed him softly, her fingers threaded through his hair and he pulled her to sit on his knee holding her close and deepening the kiss, she moaned softly before pulling back and staring into his bright green eyes. "But if its OK with you sir I'm going to dye my hair back. I kinda miss being a blonde."

He laughed softly. "You don't have to call me sir any more darlin'."

She kissed him again and stood. "Goodbye Mr Garcia."

"You'll still see me Luanna."

"I guess so."

She smiled and turned making her way back through the crowd and coming to sit beside a handsome dark haired man. The man looked at her with a soft expression on his face and slowly placed a black collar around her throat before leaning down to kiss her hair, she wrapped an arm around his leg and rested her head on his knee.

Alejo thought of his own token waiting upstairs and lit a cigarette watching the door. She was late, she was supposed to be here by now, just as he was thinking this the door was flung open and a loud shout echoed across the room.

"Where the fuck is he?"

A dark haired man came into the room dragging Bella by the hair behind him, there was a dark bruise covering her right eye and her lips was split and swollen. Her hands clutched at the man's wrist as she tried to loosen his grip and she struggled helplessly, Alejo stood anger flaring in his stomach but kept his face calm.

"I assume you're looking for me?" He stepped forward. "Mike?"

"Never you mind who I am, what I want to know is are you the one that made her think she could leave me?"

Elora stepped forward. "Take your hands off her."

Mike turned to her angrily. "Don't you fucking speak to me."

"Elora it's fine," Alejo stepped down from the raised platform and came towards Mike. "I am going to have to ask you to let her go though." He gestured to Bella with the hand holding his cigarette.

"This little slut is coming back with me," Mike looked down at her a nasty smile on his face. "She was just going to show me who she thought she could run away with." He looked back to Alejo. "I don't like my property being stolen."

He flung Bella away from him and stepped towards Alejo. Elora looked on flanked by four security guards she had called in from their posts upstairs.

"I'm sorry, he made me tell him where I was going." Bella looked at Alejo.

"It's OK pet, you run along."

"Don't you fucking dare move Anna." Mike spat at her and Alejo felt his anger flare again.

They waited seeing which order she would obey, finally she scrambled backwards and Luanna came forward to hold her shaking body against her chest, she stroked Bella's soft hair and spoke gently in her ear.

"It's OK darlin' Alejo wont let him take you."

Mike moved so he was stood in front of Alejo, he was a couple of inches taller and glared angrily. "You want the slut you can have her. I've used that pussy up, she's nothing. You want the worn out whore then take her."

Alejo smiled before bringing his arm back and driving his fist into the man's face, Mike stumbled and before he could pull himself upright Alejo brought his knee up into his groin. Mike fell backwards and Alejo kicked him three times in the ribs, crouching down he pushed his hair away from his face and pointed with his cigarette.

"Get the fuck out, never come back and if you ever speak about her like that again I'll make sure you don't walk again. Understand?"

Mike didn't answer, he held his stomach and coughed and Alejo nodded to the security guards. "get him out of here."

Two came forward and pulled the almost unconscious man from the room, Alejo threw his cigarette to the ground and stamped it out then held his hand out to Bella. Tentatively she took it and he pulled her up the stairs and into the room she had vacated three months ago, when the door closed he pressed her against it and held her face gently in his large hands.

"I'm so fucking sorry, I should have never made you go back there."

"It's not your fault, I knew he would be angry. I shouldn't have gone by myself."

"He didn't," he looked down unable to bring himself to say the word.

"No, he didn't touch me like that."

He leant down and kissed her, lifting her back into his arms he walked her to the bed and sat her on the edge. Kneeling in front of her he slipped her trainers and socks off her feet and pressed a kiss to the arch of one foot, he kissed up her leg through her jeans before snapping open the button and pulling them down her legs repeating his kisses on the way down on her exposed skin. She sighed and lay back against the bed, he pressed a kiss against her through the lace of her panties and she moaned. He stood and tugged her t-shirt up and over her head and groped her breasts through her bra, he kissed her again, roughly, and she hissed in pain as he pressed against her cut lip. He touched the cut with his tongue and teased her lips open beneath his, he pulled her bra down and teased her nipple with his fingers.

Kissing down her chest he teased the sensitive skin of her breast with his tongue, he stripped his jacket, shirt and tie and threw them aside. He kissed down her stomach and knelt back on the floor, stripping her thong from her he pulled her legs over his shoulders and gently kissed the soft pink skin of her pussy.

"Oh god," her voice was a soft moan and he smiled and kissed her again, he pushed a finger inside her and her hands clutched at the bedsheets. His tongue teased her clit and he worked his finger curling upwards to hit against the spot inside her that make her shake and her toes curl, one hand came to tangle in his hair and she pulled him closer. He removed his finger from her and she whined until he moved his mouth and trust his tongue deep inside her, she tensed and he thrust his tongue, he slid one hand over her stomach and his finger found her clit circling it quickly. It didn't take long until she came, spilling her juices into his mouth and he drank them down greedily.

Standing he looked down at her, she pushed herself into a sitting position and her fingers fumbled with the button on his grey suit trousers, he kicked off his shoes and socks and watched as she pushed her trousers down and stroked his hard length through his tight boxers. He gritted his teeth and took hold of her wrists softly.

"Careful, or I'll cum before I'm even inside you." He pulled her so she sat on the very edge of the bed and pushed his boxers down, kicking them away to join the rest of his clothes, he held her thighs and wrapped her legs around his waist. Positioning the head of his cock at her entrance he pushed inside and her head fell back as her eyes closed and her lips parted on a moan, he moved one hand to her back and pulled her closer her sensitive nipples brushing against the golden hair on his chest and began to thrust slowly.

"Ugh fuck." He spoke through gritted teeth and she shuddered, she loved that she could make him feel this way and arched her back thrusting her hips to match his own. He was slow, gentle and she felt her orgasm building, her hands tangled in his hair and he kissed her trembling lips, he pressed deep and rolled his hips against her. Her hips began to jerk erratically against him and he stopped, holding himself against her as she fucked herself on him, her hands tightened in his hair as she came again.

He growled as her pussy tightened around him and lifted her, crawling onto the bed he lay her down and rested his weight on his forearms either side of her head, he thrust slowly and she clutched at the pillow beneath her head. He leant down and nipped gently at her neck, she turned her head baring her throat to him and he sucked at the skin, marking her.

His own orgasm was building and his thrust sped up. He hooked his arm under her knee and pressed her thigh to her chest allowing him to stroke deeper inside her, he ran his hand over the smooth skin of her leg wanting to feel as much of her as he could. Her nails raked across his back and he growled again, louder this time, as the sharp pain flared and he thrust harder, faster, pounding into her tight heat.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum."

He growled in her ear and thrust deep spilling himself inside her, the feeling trigger another orgasm and she clung to him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. They collapsed back against the bed waiting for their breathing to calm, when he felt like he could talk again he sat up holding her in his lap and stroked her back.

"Are you sure you're alright?"

She nodded and looked up at him. "I'm fine," she stroked his chest feeling his shiver. "I really am."

"I want you to be sure about this."

"About what?"

"Us."

She laughed softly. "I am sure."

He looked at her for a moment before tipping her off his lap and walking to the dresser, taking out a black box he turned and came back to stand beside the bed, he held the box out to her and she raised an eyebrow and came to kneel in front of him. With him standing and her knelt on the bed they were the same height and she looked at him questioningly.

"Just open it."

She smirked and lifted the lid of the box, inside was his token. For a moment neither said anything and she simply looked at the collar nestled in black silk.

"What is this?" Her voice was quiet.

"If this is what you want, if this is all you can give me then I'll take it. I just know I want you in my life and I'll be happy no matter what."

Gently she ran her fingers over the collar and lifted it from the box, his heart lurched as she held it but then she threw it over her shoulder and placed her hands around his neck.

"I don't want it and I'm sure that after a while you'll find something else to give me that tells people I'm yours. I think a ring would show it best."

He laughed and held her tightly round the waist. "A ring? Well I guess I should start looking." He kissed her and stared into her dark eyes. "I love you."

Tears sprung to her eyes as she heard the words she thought she never would again. "I love you too."

*

Three years later.

They sat together in high backed chairs watching over their club, she sat on his right hand side and he looked down at her left hand where a large diamond sparkled. They had been married a year today and today he celebrated his fortieth birthday, he brought her hand to his lips and kissed the skin.

She turned and smiled, her right hand came to rest on her stomach. She was two months pregnant with their children and she glowed in the dim light of the club, he settled back in his chair with a contented sigh feeling that finally he had got it right.