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Authors: Summer Mackenzie

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ELENA

 

 

 

 

 

 

The blindfold covered my eyes and I couldn’t see a thing.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked.

Thorne’s hand was guiding me, leading me towards the unknown. But because he was there I knew I had nothing to fear. Finally, he made me stop and took off the blindfold. It was the first time I got a glimpse of him and my surroundings—the ornate bedroom with the lavish furnishings and Thorne wearing the usual—a crisp black shirt and a tie.

“What’s put you in such a good mood?” I asked, walking a few paces around the bedroom. My feet felt just a little bit tired in the heels that I’d been wearing since that morning because Thorne had wanted me to, but I knew now it would be completely worth it.

“Does that mean I’m usually bad-tempered?”

“No,” I said. “But you are known to throw a few tantrums.”

“That’s for work people and business rivals,” Thorne said. “In any case, I actually do have some good news.”

I stopped walking and turned to him. “Yeah?”

“Lane called,” Thorne said and now I knew why he looked so positive. “He’s feeling better. They think he’s doing really well. In another two weeks he’s going to be back home.”

“That’s good news!”

Thorne kept smiling. “I know.”

“And you talked to him?”

“Yes.”

“He’s not angry?”

“Not even a little bit. It looks like the therapy is working. Of course, it’s going to be a work in progress but still, it’s something.”

“Of course, Thorne. This is major. I’m so happy for you.”

“And,” Thorne said. “Since I met you, and since Lane likes to crash at the loft sometimes, instead of going to live with my parents, I thought maybe we needed a new place.”

“Thorne?”

“Elena,” Thorne said. “Meet our new home!”

“Our home?” I said, a little confused. “Thorne, I haven’t said yes to moving in with you.”

“I know that,” Thorne said. “Which is why, it’s up to me to explain to you why it’s important. First: I know you think you live with Penny but here’s the thing—this past week you haven’t been to that apartment, not even once. Second: Most of your stuff is already at my place. Third: Commuting from Brooklyn to the loft is uncomfortable, to say the least,” he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. “Fourth: I love you and I want to be with you as much as possible.”

“Thorne that’s all well and good but…”

“Elena?” he said, raising a hand to a lock of my hair and pushing it aside. “Do you want to please me?”

The words made me forget what I was going to say and I just stared at him, speechless.

Thorne led me toward the bed and pushed me onto it.

“Well?” he said, unbuttoning his shirt.

The sight of his chest and the six-pack abs made me shudder. He knew the effect he was having on me because he looked cocky as he was yanking off my jeans. “Thorne…stop,” I said, barely even able to speak.

But he continued undressing me, unbuttoned my shirt, and ran his hand over my bare thigh. Then the same hand was going over my navel in an upwards motion, until he was running them over the bare skin of my chest, over the bra. He came to kiss me on the lips and I cupped my hands around his face, used my tongue to get into his mouth. Still kissing me passionately his hand ventured towards my breast, and I ran my hands over his back, pulling him in closer. With my hands resting on his shoulders his mouth descended on my bra, as he used his teeth to pry off one side of the fabric until my breasts were on display. He did the same to the other side and then took turns licking those erect nipples, leaving them hard, wet nubs, my entire body burning with the flame of longing. The more he touched me and the more intimate his tongue became, the more my body craved the touch. The aching center of my desire was full, engorged with the passion of lust and need. “Thorne,” I said. “You need to stop.”

He smiled and kissed me again, his tongue licked along the skin of my neck and his teeth sunk lightly into my skin, leaving behind his mark. I kissed him along the skin of his shoulder, and he descended once more towards my breasts, then lower onto my belly. He took off the thong that I was wearing and tossed it aside. He lowered his mouth on the slick region of my hot, wet core and the pleasure went beyond excruciating. “Thorne!” I screamed his name out loud this time but without the useless protest. As he continued to pleasure me this way I longed for more. It was almost as though he was reading my thoughts because he started fumbling with the buttons on his pants and I noticed he was hard without my having done a thing for him so far. I heard his fumbling with a condom wrapper and then he lifted my leg, enough for him to be able to enter me while he was propped up next to me. My body gave a bit of resistance at first and then gave to his entire length, and Thorne placed one of his fingers in my mouth while he kept thrusting his cock inside me. He used the same hand this time to hold my leg in the right position for him to keep fucking me.

“Let’s switch,” Thorne said, his pleasure reaching the same peaks that mine had already reached. He positioned us so he was under me and I was on top of him and we fucked in that position for a long time, clawing at each other, wanting more, craving more, the never-ending pleasure needing a climax…

“Do you want to please me, Elena?” Thorne said, looking into my eyes.

“Yes,” I cried. “Yes Thorne!”

Thorne pulled me towards him as he thrust even harder, until we were both entangled in the threads of our hunger, and until we were both going over the edge, panting and sweating and grabbing at each other for that moment of rapture…

Afterward, I lay on top of him, breathing hard and I could hear him breathing with a faster than usual pace, just like me and I realized our hearts seemed like they were interconnected.

“Yes,” I said, or rather breathed into his shoulder.

“I didn’t quite catch that,” Thorne huffed.

I lifted my head and looked into his eyes.

They were blue and endless as always.

But not cold.

I don’t know why I thought of them as cold once; I don’t think that’s what they are. Maybe my opinion was laced with the assessments of other people. “I want to please you, Thorne.”

“Does that mean—?”

“We’re going to live here,” I said. “The two of us. In our very own place. And we’ll fuck like bunny rabbits.”

Thorne grinned. “Will we also make lots of baby rabbits?”

“Ew! Thorne!” I said and tried to get off him. “Don’t even joke about that!”

Thorne started to laugh.

When I poked him in the ribs lightly he made a big production out of it. “Ow!” he fake-winced. “Okay, I’m sorry! No baby rabbits! Jeez! Stop torturing me!”

I tried to get up and he pulled me down again.

“I need to go the bathroom!” I said.

He let go and I was about halfway to the door when he called out for me. “Elena?”

I stopped and turned. “Yes, Thorne?”

He sat up in bed. “Do you want to please me?” he said in the same seductive tone that was a bit more obvious now that I was hearing it post sex.

I smiled. “No,” I said and started walking to the bathroom.

I could hear Thorne talking behind me, going on and on: “What? NO! Elena! That’s not what’s supposed to happen! This line…it’s sacred you can’t taint it by saying no to me! You have to say
yes
! You always have to say
yes
, that’s how this works! Does no one respect me in this house! This is an affront! Elena!
Elena!

The volume on his voice was only turned down a little when I turned on the shower. I closed my eyes. Standing under that stream of warm water, everything was beautiful. As much I feared that with Thorne I tended to lose control, when I think about it I don’t think I’d ever been more in control of myself.

I was completely lost in thought, when I felt someone’s presence. I opened my eyes to see Thorne standing in front of me, and the water had already drenched him.

“Thorne?”

He placed his lips on mine and kissed me, hard.

The pleasure that I thought had absconded came rushing back.

 

THE END

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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