He put his arms down, but a wicked little grin played on his face. I frowned and gave him my best glare, which did nothing to change his expression.
"Come here,"
Yeah, right... I crossed my arms and turned to locate my purse on the breakfast nook.
"You're being irrational."
I ignored him, stomping my way towards the door after grabbing my purse. After fishing for my keys, I glared at him once more for good measure.
Sean just shrugged and took an exaggerated deep breath that made his defined pecs rise and his abs rumble. The bastard knew how hot he really was, but damned if I was going to fold so easily.
"I'm going to ask you one last time. Come here."
Oh, did he have some nerve! "You didn't ask. You ordered, and I'm not your bitch."
He crossed his arms and let his head down, causing his long hair to veil his face. I could see the stubble on his square chin and his thick lips still smiling.
"A bitch would have more sense," he mumbled.
I charged. I held my hand up, ready to deliver one swift slap on the side of his head.
Sean stood quick and stepped into me, effectively cancelling my intentions. His thick hand grabbed my chin, his thumb and forefinger digging into my cheeks. I struck uselessly at his thick shoulder.
Green eyes glinted from behind dark bangs. He tilted his head and devoured my mouth, parting my lips with his tongue. Sensing my intention to bite him, his grip tightened on my jaw, making me moan in pain.
He drew back to stare me down. A smile played on his bruising lips. "You came," he stated triumphantly.
I shook my head out of his grip. "You're such a Neanderthal, and that's an insult to those cavemen!"
He nodded.
"You're a real jerk!"
He nodded again.
"You bastard!" I cried.
"Are you done?"
I shook my head angrily, but I couldn't voice any more insults.
"I did not cheat on you."
I rolled my eyes, shaking my head in disbelief.
"DON'T!" he barked.
I startled. The look in his eyes sent a tremor running through my extremities.
I could only see one of his eyes, but I didn't like the cold glint I saw in it.
Don't let him win! Get angry again! Come on, Erika! "That little slut came out of your bedroom," I pointed out angrily. "Is this the part where you tell me, oh no, it's not what it looks like. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Silence was his only reply.
"I'm not playing these juvenile games. I know better than to get involved with an asshole like you, and I don't for one second think that-- Hey!"
He yanked my wrists together and pulled me with him all the way back to his couch. He sat down and my momentum carried me face first towards his lap. At the last second, he shifted my body and had me bent over his knees. What the fuck...?
My skirt flew over my lower back and his other hand pushed it up to reveal my new thong. The one that I'd bought with him in mind.
"Sean, let me go!" I screamed.
The slap was hard enough to steal my breath. I threw my head back and wailed as another slap evened the pain on my other cheek. "OW!"
My cry only earned me another four solid blows that stung so badly, my eyes teared up. "Sto--p," I moaned.
His hard palm came to rest on my hard skin. A circular motion kneaded much of the pain away, but the rough pulling of the skin tugged at my moistening lips. I was astonished to even feel a pang of desire. This realization served only to open the flood gates.
"My, my..." he uttered in a thick voice filled with wonder. "You're glistening down there."
"Don't say those things!" I cried indignantly.
Another pair of blows fell upon my ass cheeks, making me scream.
"What was that?"
I sobbed. "Ple-e-e-ase!"
I was too weak with pain to fight and get up. His hand went back to kneading my sore skin. The tug at my lips was delicious, making my sobs mingle with moaning.
Sean grabbed the thin strip of material wedged within my ass cheeks and pulled up on it. The sudden pressure on my swelling clit made for an exquisite burst of pleasure. I buried my chin into my chest as the sensation tore through me. I could feel the effect this was having on him in the form of his erection pressing on the right side of my rib cage. I tried to reach for his crotch, but he stilled me with another resounding slap low on my thigh.
"Don't move," he said tersely.
His fingers slid between my legs, making me shiver. He pinched at my inner thighs less than gently and quickly rubbed his arm against my lips when I hissed in pain. The alternating waves of pain and pleasure were making me dizzy.
"When will you start trusting me?"
"Never!" the word flew out of my mouth and I paid for my audacity. "OW! OW!"
He set to knead my ass again. This time he let his middle finger linger over my lips, teasing them open. My legs came apart of their own accord. There was no hiding the response of my treacherous body to his rough touch. I had to lick my lips.
"I only want you."
"Whatever," I spit out.
His hand stilled in mid air and landed softly on my burning skin. This time he went directly into me with two of his thick fingers. I could feel my juices leaking out of me, making me squirm. His fingers pumped in and out of me at a furious pace. I slammed my fists against the floor as the sensation burned in my belly. I could feel the muscles in my core begin to tighten. Just as I was about to reach that sweet release. He stopped.
He stood in one swift motion, bringing me up with him. I gave him a wide eyed look of disbelief as he led me to the apartment door. He shoved me out and shut the door without uttering a single word.
There was no one in the hallway. I bet the old woman from 6D had her ears to the door.
"Sean?"
No response. Or maybe he couldn't hear me through my panting.
"Sean, let me in." The demand in my mind came out like a plea. "Sean!"
I looked around the empty hallway. Still no one. I fixed my skirt and straightened my blouse and patted my hair down. There was nothing I could do about the fluid in between my slippery thighs.
My legs and ass cheeks burned with every step I took. I cursed the broken elevator, and was thankful to reach the lobby. The cool breeze brought some relief to my skin.
When the cab stopped for me, I did all I could to hiss the stinging pain away as I gingerly sat down. I ignored the alarmed look on the driver's face.
"Liberty Avenue," I instructed.
The cabby had the good sense to keep his mouth shut.
I felt every nerve on my body standing on end. The sting of the beating changed into an uncomfortable itch. I was about to do something quite unladylike when my phone buzzed. It was a text from Sean.
Game on, Doctor...
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