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Chapter 4

 

“You’re okay,” he said, breathing heavily. “Good.”

I frowned.
“Why do you keep saying that?”

He walked past me, ignoring my question
, and went straight for the fridge to get a bottle of whisky. He grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up to the brim. In one go he gulped it down.

What the hell?

“Dom, please say something …” I said, walking up to him. His back was to me, but I could see he firmly clenched the sink. I put my hand on his shoulder, and it tensed up. “What’s wrong? Why wouldn’t I be alright?”

His hand went up
, and then he poured some more into his glass, drinking it up instantly. He turned around, and I could see a flush appearing on his face. His eyes were closing slowly each time. He was already getting hazy from the booze.

A long drawn out sigh came out of him and he closed his eyes, brushing his index finger through them.
“Nothing for you to worry about. Let me handle it.”

He picked up his glass and the whisky again, but I snatched both from him and put them down on the counter behind me. He seemed furious. His eyes blazing with fire, his lips curling down
, hands balling up into a fist.

Dominic stomped over to me
, and I backed up, pushing my back further into the counter. He stopped right in front of me, nostrils flaring, shoulders rigid, legs and arms spread apart like he wanted me to know who was boss. Well, it didn’t impress me. Okay, maybe a little. I swallowed. His menacing physique and dominance wouldn’t make me waver. I wouldn’t let him have it. Not even if he made me.

“Give it back,” he growled.

“No.”

“I am your master, Julie. Give it!” His brows furrowed and
he clenched his teeth together.

“No!”

His fists came down on the counter right beside me, and I jolted up from the bang.


Whatever it is, Dom, I can see you’re trying to drink it away,” I said. “That won’t help you one bit, and I won’t let you do that to yourself.”

My eyes welled with tears, but I wouldn’t let them out. I wasn’t
hurt. I just couldn’t bear to see him like this. So damaged by something that he had to resort to alcohol.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out
.

“You left your phone here,” I said. “You got a tex
t message while you were gone.”

He
looked down upon me with narrowed eyes. “And you checked it?”

I couldn’t stop the blush from appearing on my face
, and even though I didn’t answer, my silence said enough.

“Why?” was all he said.

“I’m sorry, Dom. I just … you weren’t here, and I needed to know what was going on. I can’t live like this, not knowing anything, it’s eating me up.”

“And? Did it quell your curiosity?”

My eyes drifted to the floor, unable to look him in the eye. “It only gave me more questions.”

“Like what?
Don’t you trust me?”

“I do … I just … my past experiences have made me so insecure. Every woman I see speaking to
you makes me think she wants you for herself.”

He laughed.

I shake my head. “I’m such a jealous bitch. Pathetic.”

He took my chin with between his thumb and index finger and forced me to look at him. “
Hey, you are not a bitch, don’t call yourself that. Of course, I understand if you’re a bit scared, seeing what your ex did to you.” He cupped my face and brushed his fingers along the edge of my jaw. “Listen. I’m not cheating. I will
never
do that to you.” He searched my face for a reaction. I nodded quietly.


That woman is just …” he grew silent.

“Just what?”
I asked.


She’s helping me with some shit at work.”

“Some shit?
You mean that shit your father left you? Tell me, what kind of shit are you in, exactly?” I raised one eyebrow daringly.

He sighed again and licked his lips. “Nothing you want to k
now. It will only make things worse if you do.”

I rolled my eyes.
“Why can’t you just tell me what’s wrong?”

“Because that will hurt even more,
trust me,” he said, turning his eyes toward the floor. “Please … just stop. Don’t ask me to do this.”


Well, whatever it is, drinking won’t solve your problems either, Dom,” I repeated. Maybe it would sink in if only I said it often enough. “I know all too well.”

He snorted and shook his head. “As if anything else will.”

I put my hands on his waist and slowly nudged him closer. He didn’t resist. “I could ease the pain a little. If you let me.”

I pulled him in for a soft kiss on the lips. It was tender and passionate, but his desire to always take me grew again
, and soon his mouth opened. With his tongue he plundered my mouth, forcing himself upon me. His hands slipped from the counter to my back, and then it was like he tried to devour me.

Suddenly he released me, snatched the bottle from behind me and took a step back.

“Hey!” I yelled, as he held the bottle high up in the air. Raising his head, he took a sip straight from the bottle.

“What the hell,” I murmured.

He let out a big sigh after the drink. “Refreshing.”

“Give that back,” I said
, and I reached for the bottle, my arms and legs stretching to their limit. I wasn’t tall enough to even get to his hands. He swayed the bottle back and forth, a sneaky smile curving his lips, while he raised his eyebrows a couple of times.

“Come on,” I said. I jumped up and down, but each tim
e he held the bottle up higher.

He laughed and looked down at me. “Well, this is a nice view.”
Then I noticed he wasn’t actually looking at my eyes, but at my chest.

I could feel them bounce each time I was jumping
, and the moment I realized he was eyeing them, I stopped, heat rushing to my cheeks.

I pursed my lips and squinted. “Whatever.”

Folding my arms, I turned around and walked to the door. “Go ahead, drink until you faint. I thought you might like to have me instead of the booze, but I guess not. Have fun.”

I left him standing in the kitchen as he
sloshed down more whiskey. I walked up the stairs, but when I was halfway up, he yelled, “Hey, where are you going? I was only fooling around.”

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, gaping at me with the bottle still in his hands.

“Come on … get back here,” he said, throwing his head back.

“Make me,” I said.

His head tilted back and a mischievous grin appeared on his face, his eyes narrowing.

Oh, dear.

Dominic stormed up the stairs like a predator on the loose. I screamed and ran further up, but he caught me when I just reached the top. His hands clenched firmly around my body, and he swooped me up in one go.

“Ah! What are you doing?” I yelped as he carried me to the playroom.

“You said you’d ease the pain if I let you. Well, now I’m letting you.”

I snorted. “That was before you went all childish on me.”

He laughed. “That wasn’t childish. I was merely enjoying the view of you clambering me. I can’t help that I like innocent, helpless women struggling to get to me.” I could hear the bottle of whiskey sloshing back and forth in his hand.

I frowned. “I’m not helpless and I’m certainly not struggling to get to you! I don’t care.”

Dominic put me down on the red sheeted bed and kept my wrists in place with just his hand. “And you’re certainly not innocent either. Trying to coax me into having sex with you.”

My nostrils flared and my lips curled downward like I’d been sucking on a lemon.

“Relax, it was a joke.” He winked. “It’s funny to see you angry.”

“Oh, really funny,” I retorted.

“It sure pushes the crappy thoughts and memories out of my head. And I have you to thank for that.” He nuzzled me, and I rolled my eyes, letting out a sigh. He gently pressed his lips onto mine and licked his way inside. I laughed from his weird kisses that were normally ravishing, which were now sweet and feathery.

“See,” he whispered. “You’ll forgive me.”

With the tops of his fingertips he pushed me down on the mattress. He crawled on top of me like the animal he was, head bowed down to leave kisses all over my body. From my legs to my thighs, up to my belly. Then the bottle appeared from behind his back, and he poured some of it into my belly button.

The coldness of it made me laugh and gasp at the same time.

His mouth covered my belly button as he sucked up the contents, swiveling his tongue in circular motions. I giggled from the strange, tickly feeling. Dominic muffled a laugh and used his thumbs to push up my shirt. He traced a line with his tongue up to my sternum and left tiny pecks in between.

Oh
my, this feels good.

My thighs squeezed together as he lay down on top of me. I couldn’t help feel the need for more, but it felt wrong to give in like this. He was such a devil when it came to playing games with me
, and I felt like I was giving in.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he whispered close to my ear. “You don’t want to let go, but you don’t have a choice. I’m your master, Julie. You do anything I desire and you love every part of it.
Just like I do.”

He tore my shirt apart and ripped open my bra. I gasped, my mouth wide open, when the fabric came loose, my breasts spilling out. He
literally ripped it to shreds.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you new clothes.”

“But I liked that one, master,” I said, as he spread my arms and placed the bottle of whiskey on the small cabinet beside the bed.

It took
him only seconds to clasp my wrists to the bedpost with chains that were already there. He sat right on top of me staring down at me with that sly smile of his, like he was relishing the fact that he could do whatever he wanted.

“And I l
ike to see you naked,” he said.

His fingers slipped down my arm, alarming my senses as he reached my breasts. He tipped over them and brushed
across my nipples until they became swollen. With rigid fingers he grabbed my breasts, squeezed them and put his mouth over my areolas.

I squealed as he
worked my hardened nipples, suckling, licking, massaging them with his hands. He gave the same treatment to the other breast, which made me moist between my legs.

He chuckled when he saw me writhe after he nibbled. “
You have such succulent breasts, I can’t help myself.”

He crawled back down, trailing my body with kisses
, and then came up. He ripped down my pants, and pushed himself back down onto me again, using his teeth to pull away my panties. His lips lingered on my vulva, but only long enough for me to feel his warm breath.

Oh my god, that feels so nice.

As I lay there, naked, he nudged my legs open, and secured them to the bedpost using a chain that was also already there. Now I was literally tied up and had no way to get out. It was exhilarating.

He bit his lip and looked at me for a second, probably admiring the work he’d done.
“You know … I’m thinking of taking it a step further tonight.”

“How far, master?”

A mischievous smile appeared on his face, and he reached for a red candle and a box of matches. My eyes widened.

Oh, no … what is going to do with that?

“You do remember the stop word, right?” he asked.

“Yes, master.”

“Good. I also want you to remember what I said. Pain is not always bad. It can be arousing as well.”

He used a match to light the candle
, and put the matchbox away. He came onto the bed, holding the candle in his hand, and stayed right beside me, his knees pushing into the mattress.

“This is a special type of candle, meant especially for this type of play,” he said.

My eyes widened, seeing the flame hover above me. I knew what he was about to do. I could say no, but somehow I didn’t want to. I wanted to experience more of what he had to offer.

The candle slightly askew, he lifted his hand so it hovered right above my belly. And then came the first drip.

I shrieked and shook from the burst of pain that dropped onto me like a sizzling drop of boiling water. Only it was the wax that hardened as it landed on me. And again. I yelped from each drop, the hotness of it almost too much to bear. The chains strained my wrists and legs as I moved around trying to avoid the pain as my body reacted on its own. But my mind was secretly enjoying the feeling of being under his control. To be exposed to his mercy, the pain he inflicted was also exciting me.

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