As I made my way a few of the workers poked their heads out the door but whatever they saw in my expression was enough for them to blanch and rush back to hiding in their own rooms. I could ask them where my little wife went but that would take all the fun out of it. I would find her on my own. I'd find her and I'd punish her. Then I'd fuck her until she couldn't stand.
My nose catches her scent just like a true predator the closer I get to my sunroom. The door creaked as I pushed it open, and once again I didn't see her. I'm not going to fall for that trick again. Instead of leaving the door open, I close and locked it behind me. She wasn't going to get away from me this time.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are." My voice is rough and slightly sinister.
Faye doesn't make a sound.
I wonder if she already knows there's no way out for her. Not from this room and not from my life. She's quickly become my favorite toy.
Slowly, I walked around the sunroom but she didn't make a noise this time. Instead of searching for her I stand in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows and look out at the landscape. It truly was a beautiful sight. It'd been too long since I've just stopped and looked outside.
A small movement in the reflection of the glass captured my attention and my eyes dart to it.
"There you are." I growled and turned toward my armoire.
She yelped and jumped out from the side of it dashing toward the door.
I raced to catch her and just as she placed her hand on the door knob I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"You think this is a fucking joke! Do you know what I'm going to do with you now?" I snarled roughly in her ear.
"Get off me!" She yelled and tried to elbow and kick her way out of my grasp.
Grabbing hold of her neck I turn her around and slammed her hard against the door. Holding her tight enough that she can't protest any more.
I stared down into her hazel eyes but instead of fear, I see what could only look like victory. She thought she won. Thought she got one over on me and she had. I'm out of my head.
"Say yes." I ordered her but she still couldn't talk. Not one to be silenced, she shook her head no.
I could easily go against my word but I wanted to break her. Wanted her to give into me on her own will.
"You know you want to. I can feel how badly you want me. You need this too." I dipped my head down to her chest and sucked her nipple into my mouth hard.
She drops her hands onto my shoulders and just as I believe she's giving in she digs her nails in and dragged them down my skin.
The pain is exquisite. I pulled my head back and shouted at the sensation.
"You fucking bitch! I could kill you." I released her throat and grabbed her hair to pull her head back.
"But you won't." She squeaked.
My gaze locked onto hers and I see everything in her eyes. The hatred, the strength, the lust, everything I didn't think I'd ever want from a woman.
Before I could say another word she jerks her head forward and slams her mouth against mine.
Our lips crashed together, teeth clanking and tongues fighting for a taste of the forbidden.
My cock pulses again and I press hard against her desperate for some release. My hand drops from her hair back to her breast where I squeeze hard enough to bruise but that only drives her more wild.
"Faye," I grumbled against her lips as the sensations of what she was making me feel began to make me feel light-headed. "Say yes."
Her eyes hooded and she tilted her to the side as she pushed her hands up my neck, over the side of my face, and into my hair. Now it's her turn to take control. She pulled my hair hard causing me to snarl and my hands to ball into fists. I could break her fucking arm right now. Break every bone in her body but for the life of me, I don't move.
"No other women." She says, her words laced with power.
"Just you. I only need you." I admit without an ounce of deception.
She nods her head once and leans in for another kiss. This one is sweeter than all the last and I find it makes my head spin more than the others. What the fuck was this woman doing to me.