Page 19 of Poisonous Kiss
She shrugs me off and returns to looking around the bar.
“I’ll be right back,” I tell her as I get up. I make my way to the bathroom to pee.
I come back to see what’s-his-face leaning against the bar top, making heart eyes at my wife.
I sit down and clench my teeth so hard I might shatter them. The pain helps me think clearly for just a moment.
“Hey fuck-face,” I say.
He turns and looks at me like he’s questioning who I’m talking to.
“Yeah, you.” I wiggle my empty glass. “Another?”
The guy pushes off the counter and turns around to make me another drink. I quietly pull my knife from its sheath and wait for him to come back. I’m tired of his shit.
He sets the drink in front of me, and as he does, I shove my knife through his arm. Glasses clank all around as the bartender screams in pain.
“The woman you’re getting all fancy with? Yeah, that’s my wife,” I growl.
“I-I’m sorry, man. I didn’t know,” the man blubbers.
I yank the knife from the flesh, and he falls back.
“Briar, let’s go,” I holler as I walk out the door and back to my car.
Briar
Oh fuck, he used my real name. He never calls me Briar, and here he is doing it. We’ve only been married for one day, and I have already managed to be denied an orgasm twice. I’m sure I’ll fuck up again before I manage to get away from him, but I don’t think I’ve done anything this time. I want to ask, but I’m quiet as I get into the car, and we head back to his cabin. I don’t know ifI’ve ever seen someone so pissed. He was terrifying when he just existed, and now I have to deal with the quiet him.
We both stay silent for the duration of the drive. He keeps clenching his fists, and I’m not sure what to do. We pull up to the cabin, and he shuts off the car. We remain seated for a moment before Ezra speaks up.
“I need you to go into the bedroom, get naked, and get on the bed. I expect you to be facing the headboard, sitting back on your heels. Keep your eyes closed until I tell you.”
He looks at me, and I can tell from his facial expression that this is not time to question or fight him. I have to admit, the more I see him, the more attractive he becomes. Not that he wasn’t attractive before, but goddamn, he’s hot. I’m not sure if that’s the orgasm denial speaking, but I’d really like to come. At this point I’m desperate for it. He can give me an orgasm and then I’ll try to find another plan to escape.
“Yes, sir,” I reply.
I look down when he grabs the side of my face and hauls his lips to mine. He kisses me with such fervor and intensity that I lose my breath. I kiss him back while we both fight for power. He slips his tongue past my lips, and I suck it deeper into my mouth. I moan around the muscle until he pulls it back into his mouth. I nip at his lower lip before he pulls away and puts his forehead against my own.
“You don’t know what that just did to me,” he says. “Go, before I ravish you right here in this car.” I scurry out of the car, through the front door, and into the bedroom.
CHAPTER 11
Briar
I quickly strip frommy clothes and jump onto the bed. I have my back to the door and I’m facing the headboard, just like Ezra told me to. I get in position and expect him to come in soon after me, but he doesn’t. He leaves me sitting there in anticipation for probably ten minutes. I can feel myself getting wetter, starting to drip down the insides of my thighs and onto the bed sheets below me. I’ve already been wound tight with the denial, the wait is getting to me. I push my thighs together, but I refuse to move from this spot. I keep my eyes closed and almostjump out of my skin when I hear the door click open behind me. I take a deep breath in and back out, trying to slow my racing heart.
“Hold your hands out in front of you,” he says.
I do as he says, and I feel some sort of soft material being wrapped around one of my wrists. It’s pulled taut before moving on to the next one. Suddenly, both of my wrists are pulled in opposite directions. I can no longer move my arms up, down, or to either side. He has tied me up and I’m completely at his mercy, yet again.
The bed dips and I can feel his breath against the back of my neck. He collects my hair into a ponytail and kisses me right below my ear, in that little sensitive spot. The act has me breathing heavier and my heart speeding up again.
“You were such a good girl.” He trails his hand down my body and grips my hip to bring me back against him. I feel his hard length naked against my ass, and I clench with anticipation. A few moments go by, and I feel a sharp sting on my ass. He spanked me, and I think I like it. I sit forward and let out a breathy moan.
“What’s pleasure if it’s not enhanced with pain?”
He trails a finger down the outside of my leg and brings it under my butt cheek. He continues forward until he meets my wet center.
