Bullied (Possessed 0.50)

“Fuck!” Frustrated, he banged his hand on the steering wheel. “Let’s go upstairs,” he told her getting out of the car and slamming the door, making her flinch.

Climbing out slowly, she walked towards him as he stormed up to her. Gripping her hair tightly he told her again, “You’re fucking mine, Cecilia! I won’t let you go. Scars or not. You’re mine.” He punctuated each word with a sharp tug of her hair.

The pain was made bearable by the pleasure his forceful actions slid through her body. Rubbing her pelvis against him, she was unsurprised to find he was hard as stone. “Landon?”

“Yeah, Cec?” he whispered in her ear nibbling on the lobe.

“Love me?”

“For-fucking-ever, sweets.”

He hated how insecure she felt not only about herself but him as well, but he could understand it. They’d only known each other for a day, and already he knew she was meant to be his. She still had to play catch up with how she felt. He could wait; they had an entire lifetime ahead of them.

As they walked towards the private elevator leading to his penthouse, she seemed nervous and fidgety. “What are you thinking, sweets?”

“I… I’ve never… That is… Umm.” A blush stole its way up her cheeks letting him know exactly what she was nervous about.

“Nothing’s going to happen you don’t want, Cecilia.” He assured her.

“I know, it’s just… Earlier… You might expect things and that’s not me. I’ve never… Argh! Why is this so hard to say?” Frustrated, she ran her fingers roughly through her dark hair.

He had to hold in his laughter for fear of insulting her. “You’re a virgin?”

“Well, yes, but it’s more than that.” She wouldn’t meet his eyes.

A loud ding announced the arrival of the elevator. Guiding her on with a hand on her back, he swiped his card through the reader and they started the quick ascent.

He didn’t say anything on the way up, just stood solidly beside her. Watching her from his peripheral vision, he saw her looking at him with a questioning eye. She was wondering what he knew of her, what he planned for her, and most importantly, what he wanted from her. The answer to all three was simple— everything.

Shocked when she grabbed his hand between hers, he waited for what she would do. Drawing circles on his palm with one, she rubbed his forearm with the other. His muscles rippled with her soft touch. Anticipation drummed through his veins.

“You’re very… large,” she murmured finally.

“That so?” he asked softly, face still straight.

“Do you have tattoos?”

Smiling. “You’ll have to wait and see.”

Her fingers tracing his taut muscles were hypnotizing.

As the elevator reached Landon’s penthouse, her breathing picked up speed. She was ready for him. Maybe not the things his wicked eyes promised, but she wanted to please him. She wanted to give them a chance.

Her inexperience held her back from jumping him the way she wanted to. He was a huge man and until that moment, she hadn’t realized quite how much. He stood nearly a foot above her; his suit only accentuating his muscled arms and shoulders.

While she’d been tracing the bulging veins on his arm, she couldn’t help but wonder what kind of pleasure his strength could bring her. Surely a man as delicious as he was meant to bring a sensuality she’d never known before?

Pulling her behind him, Landon led her slowly around his penthouse pointing out the rooms and the view. My gawd, the view is magnificent, she thought in awe.

She stood in front of one of the many windows looking on as the sun began to set over lush green trees surrounded by a small body of water. The sun flickered like a fire lighting the night. She’d never seen something so beautiful.

Landon pressed his broad chest to her back wrapping his arms around her middle and laying his head on her shoulder. Together they watched as birds flew, clouds moved lazily, and traffic slowed for the evening. It was relaxing.

“I need you, Cec. Your body under mine. Your curves hugging me while I love you. I need to feel your heat, sweets. Are you ready for me?” His words left her a panting, horny mess in need of relief.

Turning in his arms, she watched as his eyes dilated with his need, shining bright with his want. “Yes, Landon,” she breathed out softly, knowing for once she was going to be loved for who she was.

She thought Landon was going to take her to his room but he pushed her up against the glass and proceeded to make love to her mouth. Tongues tangling, hands roaming, her entire body went aflame under his touch.