Author's Note: Longest chapter i've ever written for a story. sorry guys. i got carried away in the sex scene. Hopefully you all enjoy. Aaron is starting to remind me of Tristan but hey, maybe that's on purpose because as i put in "its not love", this story was written by Jenna. And maybe the characters are based off of her and Tristan. Anyway, i hope you all like. I'll try updated Foreverr soon.
Chapter 7: The room
"So….you sure you absolutely trust me?" I asked.
Aaron nods as he buttons his pants.
My phone rings again and he frowns and look from my phone to me.
I'm pretty sure I have a guilty look on my face.
"That's Adam." I whispered.
He looked back at my phone narrowing his eyes.
"What do you two talk about?" He asked.
Why? None of your business.
"Curiosity." He answered.
"Talking about this party on the fifteenth." I said.
Aaron stiffens and looks to me.
"You're going with him?"
"Not with him. Going there to talk to him."
"But not as a date right?" He asked.
I shook my head and he smiles.
"Be my date." He leans against the dresser measuring my reaction.
"I thought you don't date. You just fuck."
"That's true but, I'm not quite interested in all the other girls that want me to be their date so I'm asking you."
"Not sure that I'm sophisticated enough." I said.
"And that's what I like about you."
God, why does he have to go to work right now?
I just wanted him to throw me on the bed and fuck me…..hard.
"What if I embarrass you?" I asked.
"I'll punish you once we get back here. But then again, you'll probably want that. I'll just not have sex with you. That's punishment enough." He said smiling to himself. He was forming a plan in his head.
"It'll be punishing you too. You're an addict also. Don't you forget."
"Like I said before, Angie. I can control it better than you can."
I stand up and grab his tie and pulled him towards me.
"I don't think you can." I whisper.
He smiles. "Are you challenging me, Angela?"
"Maybe." I answered.
"Distracting me, Angie. That's not a good thing."
"You said you liked it."
"Mhh hmm. Just because I said I liked it doesn't mean its right."
"I'm not right for you and you're not right for me, so what the hell are we doing together?"
"Because. The both of us like to fuck each other."
"Oh yeah. That is the reason."
He chuckles and then kisses me softly.
"I have to go. Help yourself to anything but that room. And I put a lock on it so you can't sneak in."
He kisses me again as he walks out of the room.
I get up and follow him.
Ah, there's the maid. She's has short black hair and she's short than me. She looked mixed with Chinese.
She smiles at me and I smile back to her.
Aaron comes back over to me. He hands me a key.
"Keep this by your side. You can go out wherever you want. But I want you back here by the time I get off of work."
"Seven." He answered.
"And what if I'm not here?" I asked.
"You'll want to be here. Trust me." He gave me another kiss. This one lasted longer than before.
Jane was paying us no attention. She didn't seem to give a fuck.
I kissed him back hard and he smiled when he pulled away. "See you at seven."
I nodded as he winked at me and left out with Alfred.
I look to Jane and she looks back at me. "Are you hungry miss?" She asked.
I shook my head.
"No thank you, Jane. And by the way, you can call me Angie."
"If you need anything, I'll be right here for you."
"Thank you a lot." I walked back into his bedroom and grabbed my phone.
Five missed calls from Adam.
I would feel wrong for calling him while I'm in Aaron's house so I don't. But I do know someone I do want to talk to. Someone I need to talk to.
I dial Ashley's number.
When she picks up, she has joy in her voice.
"Ashley?" I asked.
The line goes silent.
"Ashley. You there?"
"I have to talk to you. Please can we talk? I'm sorry about that night. I swear to you that I'm sorry. I didn't want to do it. You know I wouldn't do it on purpose."
"What? So I found my fiancée accidently fucking you on my couch?"
"No. I….I need to talk to you. Can we please meet somewhere? To get coffee or something?
"Why is our friendship so important to you all of a sudden?"
"It's was always important to me. Can we meet at Starbucks or someplace like that? My treat."
After a long pause, I heard her sigh. "Sure. Ten minutes." Then she hung up. Finally.
I get up to take a shower and then put back on my clothes.
I do my hair and I'm out the door.
I walk to Starbucks and I actually smile when I see Ashley but she doesn't smile back.
She looks more annoyed than anything.
She slowly walks into the restaurant leaving me there looking stupid.
Eventually, I follow in and she orders a vanilla latte while I order a cappuccino.
As we sat down, we were covered by an awkward silence.
Until I decide to break that silence.
"I'm glad you showed up. I didn't really expect you to."
"Yeah well…a lot of people do a lot of unexpected things, Angie. What do you want?"
"I want to be your friend again."
She scoffed and laughed. "You're kidding me right? Angie, we can never go back to how we were before."
"What I did was so terribly shitty, Ashley. But I felt like you blamed me completely. You didn't blame him at all."
"Because I expected better out of you. We've known each other since fourth or fifth grade. You broke my trust. If I let you back into my life, how do I know you won't do some more terrible shit to me?"
"You don't know. I need you to learn to trust me again, Ashley."
"That's going to be very hard to do."
"Please just try……..for me." I asked.
Ashley looks out of the window and sighs softly.
I lost all of my friends because of my addiction and I hated it. I just want peoples respect back.
"I'll try but you can't meet my new boyfriend."
"That's fine. I don't want to."
Ashley smiles a little. "Are you okay?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean….you know. Your excessive…"
"Oh yeah. I'm keeping it in place."
"How?" She asked.
"This guy…he makes me keep it in place. He has the same problem. So we just kind of got together and now…we're…..really involved with each other."
"Hmm. Weird. I always pictured you'd stay with Adam all your life."
"Yep. You and me both." I mutter.
"So this new guy, is he like….your boyfriend?"
I shake my head. Aaron wasn't that exactly.
How was I supposed to say, 'No, he's not my boyfriend but I'm his sex slave I let him fuck me….hard.'
"Um, s-something like that." I answer.
"Is he hot?"
If only she knew.
I nod and a smile comes to my lips.
"I actually did kind of miss you, Angie. It's been a while. Are you going to that white and black party?"
Why does everyone know about this party but me?
Aaron asked me to be his date but I'll be there to talk to Adam.
"Yeah, I'll be there. You?"
Ashley shook her head. "I would but I wasn't invited."
"Neither was I but I'll force my way in anyway. Aaron will let me in."
"Aaron. He has an invitation?"
My phone suddenly beeps and I look down at it.
It's a message from Aaron.
I look back to Angie and she's staring at me expectantly.
"Ah, that's the mysterious not-quite boyfriend?" She asked. I nodded.
Couple of hours away. I'm thinking of you.
Oh, of course you are.
Think of your work now and the whips and chains later.
I send the message and look to Ashley.
"You do realize you're grinning like an idiot right?" Ashley asked.
I look at her put my phone away. "Sorry. So… I'm officially forgiven?"
"Of course." She gives me a warm smile.
I let out a relieved sigh. "Thank god." My phone beeps again and I ignore it.
"So. Why are you and Adam over?" She asked.
Oh god. Here we go. "I cheated on him."
"I thought you said I was forgiven."
She nodded. "You are. I just said figures. But you still do love Adam right?"
"I always will." I answered.
After we were done, we walked around outside and my phone beeped.
"One second." I whispered.
Ashley nodded as we kept walking.
"What are you doing?" Aaron asked.
"I'm out walking around with my best friend."
"Thought you didn't have any."
I roll my eyes.
"I obviously do."
"You can take her to my house if you want. The both of you don't have to stay outside."
"Okay. I'll see you in a few hours."
"I'll see you."
We both hung up at the same time and I looked to Ashley who had her eyebrows raised.
"He said we can both go back to his house. It's amazing. Let's go."
Ashley follows me and stares in awe once we get into his apartment. "What does he do for living?" She couldn't keep the shock out of her voice as she looks around.
"He walks on wall street. CEO of something. I forgot what he told me but….I mean just look at his house. Everything is so neat and clean."
"How long have you been seeing him?" She asked.
I shrugged. "About two weeks." I answer.
"Jesus. He must buy you a lot."
I shake my head.
"No. I never ask him to buy me anything. We just talk and fuck and that's it."
Ashley narrows her eyes at me. "Sounds like you want more though."
"Sounds like you want more than that. Your voice broke a little, Angie."
I sigh softly. "He…..doesn't want more. I mean, he's a sex addict, he would rather just fuck girls than just……date them."
"You're a sex addict and you seem to have yourself under control right now."
She was right. I'd normally be desperate for it.
It would invade every thought that I had but I didn't need it right now.
I wanted it but I didn't actually need it.
Me and Ashley sat on the couch, as Jane made us some sandwiches and we ate them while talking.
Time passed fast.
Soon, I heard the door open and shut and I looked over as Aaron came into the room.
I bit my lip as I looked at him. I wanted to just jump on him.
Ashley looks over and her eyes widen. I knew he would have the same effect on her he had on me.
I giggled silently to myself.
He holds out his hand. "Aaron Clarke." She slowly shakes his hand.
"I-I know you. You were in the paper. Richest bachelor in New York."
He smiles. "Guilty." He shows a dazzling smile and she looks like she's about to come undone.
She slowly gets up. "I should leave and let the both of you…you know….do what you two do."
"I can have my driver drop you off, Ashley."
She nods and Alfred comes into the room. "Take her home. She'll give you the directions." Aaron says authoritative.
Alfred nods as he walks out of the room.
"Goodbye, Angie. I'll call you later. Goodbye, Mr. Clarke."
Aaron nods once to her.
"Oh my god." She mouths before she walks out of the room. I laugh and Aaron looks to me.
He sits beside me and I stare at him.
"How was work?" I ask.
"Anything bad happen?" I asked.
He shook his head. "All I could think about was you. It was very distracting."
"What do you think about when you think about me?" I ask.
He gives me a look. "Oh, I think you know."
I grin as he grins back at me. "Shall we?" He asked.
"We shall." I answered.
He slowly rises and takes me with him.
I get excited automatically. We're going back to "The Room".
We silently go through the hallway and stop in front of the door.
He looks at me with a smile on his face. "I'll turn the lights on this time." He says.
"Okay." I whisper.
He digs into the pocket of his jacket and takes a set of keys out. He pushes it into the lock and the door opens. He exhales as he slowly walks in and I walk in behind him.
When the light flicks on, I am frozen where I stand.
On the farther right wall, There is a huge bed with black satin sheets covering it.
The wall to the right of the wall with the bed on it, has a dark wooden board with straps bound to it and next to it is cabinets and a cherry wooden dresser.
And next to that was a long black couch.
On the wall nearest to me held handcuffs. Ten pairs. Some were furry, some were plain and others had leather.
There were whips and riding crops and floggers hanging a few feet from me.
Now I see why he turned the lights off the first time.
Yeah, this would have freaked me out at first but….there was something dark and seductive about everything.
The room smelled like….pineapples?
I looked to Aaron who looked embarrassed for a second.
"Think you're ready for all of this?" He asked.
I bite my lip and I try to resist the urge to smile.
I feel that powerful urge to just……fuck.
Aaron sees the expression on my face and he locks the door and then walks to my side and then stands in front of me.
"Are you ready for all of it?" He asked again.
I slowly nodded.
He smiles and kisses me and then pulls away. "Take all of your clothes off." He says as he sits on the couch and watches me.
I slowly pull my skirt down and then take off my tank top and bra.
I let them all drop to the floor and then I look to him and he's watching me with a fascinating interest.
"Why do you look nervous? You love this moment."
"I know. I'm still nervous."
"Tonight, we're using the riding crop, and the handcuffs, and the chain with leather cuffs that we used last night. Okay?" He asked in a smooth voice like this was an everyday casual conversation. I nod desperate for him to just fuck me. And fuck me hard.
Aaron looks at the wall filled with all of the cuffs and crops then he looks to me. "Grab a set of cuffs."
I slowly walk over and grab the cuffs with black fur and hand them to him.
He twirls them around in his fingers and look to me. "Nice choice."
Aaron gets up and walks behind me.
"Hands behind your back."
I moved both my hands behind my back and he bound my wrists together with the handcuffs.
He grabbed the small short chain between the two cuffs and pushed me forward
towards the couch.
He makes me stop a foot back from the couch. "Get on your knees." He whispers in my ear.
I'm fucking melting. I do as he says and look up at him.
He stands in front of me looking down at me and smiles warmly at me.
His hand slowly caresses one side of my face and then he takes his hands away to go to the button of his pants.
I watch him pull them down and release his member and I come undone. It's fully erect and he's waiting for me.
"Angie?" He said.
"Yes…sir?" I look up to him.
He leans down to kiss me hard and pushes his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fight together.
I'm getting beyond excited.
My wetness is spread everywhere, all up and down my inner thighs to my knees.
He places his hand between my inner thighs and rubs my clit. I whimper and kiss him harder. All too soon, he pulls away, takes his finger away and places it in my mouth.
It heightens this desperate feeling I'm already overwhelmed by.
He kisses me again while latching onto a handful of my hair and tugging it gently.
When he pulls away, he looks down at me and runs his fingers through my hair.
I lean forward and slide my mouth over his erect member and a gentle moan slips out of his mouth.
He pushes his member deeper into my mouth hissing my name between his teeth.
I gently scrape my teeth against him and close my eyes as I lose myself.
Aaron pulls my hair back and forth as I work on his length and his moaning gets louder. I want to make him cum more than anything. I wanted to satisfy him.
This is what being his sex slave or submissive was about.
Wanting to satisfy him. Submitting to him.
He keeps my head still as I felt his warm release pour into my mouth and I swallow it down and look up at him.
He smiles, leans down and kisses me gently. "Good girl." He whispered.
I stare up at him as he gets up and places his member back into his pants.
"Stand up, baby." He breathed.
I got up to my feet and he walked behind me and I could hear him place the key in the lock of the handcuffs and he uncuffed me.
I watched him hang them back up and then he looked to me.
"Follow me." He walked to the wall that had the board on it with the straps.
"You're comfortable with being on it?" He asked.
I studied it for a second and then nodded as I looked at him.
He grabs his hand and intertwines his fingers in mine as he brings me over to the board.
He turns me around and I look up at him.
He kisses me while backing me against the board and he straps me in while still fondling my tongue with his.
My hands were bound above my head and he strapped my ankles in at the bottom.
Touch me. Touch me.
This is killing me.
Oh fuck….the urge is back. Shit.
I feel like ripping out of this thing and just having my way with him on the goddamn floor.
Aaron smirks as if he can read my thoughts and he smiles at me adoringly and bites his lip as he studies me.
He walks away and goes to one of the cabinets and takes something out.
As he walks closer, I can see it's a leather mouth gag with a silicone ball in the center.
He kisses me, biting down on my lip and grinding against my pussy and then kisses me deeper before putting the mouth gag on me.
I kept my eyes on his and he slowly smiles at me.
He walks away again and pulls open the dresser and he pulls something else out. Something long. He glances at me with a mischievous grin on his face before he closes it and slowly walks closer to me.
As he gets closer to me once again, I see that it's a riding crop.
He slips his shoes off and takes off his jacket and throws it on the bed and unbuttons his black shirt.
Oh! His fucking muscles. I want him now.
"I have to teach you to resist."
"By teasing me?" I asked with the ball still in my mouth.
So it sounded like: Mymeezinmee?
He seems to understand what I say because he nods.
"Yes. By teasing you. I have confidence in you. Notice how since you've been with me, you haven't had the urge to go around and fuck the whole town. Right?"
"Because what would happen?" He asked.
I didn't answer.
He flicked the crop against my left nipple and a gasp escaped out of my mouth.
"What would happen?" He asked again.
You will punish me. "ooiunishee."
Aaron nods again.
Did his others make the same responses because he can oddly understand my words.
"That's right. I will. And lucky for you, you haven't given me a reason to punish you, Angie.
However, I'd like to punish you," He walked over closer so his lips were to my ear. "Just to hear you scream." He whispered.
I was melting at his words.
Please touch me.
He places the tip of the crop to the valley between my breasts and then slowly let it trails down to my pussy. Once it gets there, he moves it back and forth against my sensitive clit.
I moan and bite down hard on the silicone ball in my mouth.
"Do you think you can handle five hits?" He asked.
I nod and sigh softly.
He smiles and run the crop down my skin. Down to my quivering legs.
"Where do you want them?" He asked.
I didn't answer.
He brings the crop between my breasts. "Here?" He asks.
I shake my head.
He trails it down further to my stomach. "Here?" He asked.
I shake my head again.
He moved it lower down to my clit. "That's going to hurt, baby. You sure you want this?"
Aaron bites his lip and stares into my eyes and then down to my waiting clit.
Some sudden kinky part of me is desperate to feel this kind of pain and pleasure.
I close my eyes and there's a sudden sharp flick on my clit.
I let out a groan of pain but then moan and nod.
"Again?" He asks.
I nod and close my eyes again and he whips the riding crop against my sensitive flesh and I scream out and whimper.
It hurts more this time yet…I didn't want him to stop.
I was confused by this feeling.
"Again?" He asks and I shake my head.
"Hmm. Three more. Where do they go?" He asks.
I think for a second and I start saying indistinctive words that even I don't understand.
"Mmhmm mm." I muttered.
Aaron raises his eyebrows. His places the tip of the riding crop across my left nipple and smiles. "You sure?"
I nod breathlessly.
He takes it back and flicks me hard against the nipple.
Oh fuck that hurts.
Small whimpers escape my lips and I bit hard on the ball again.
Then he flicks my right nipple harder and I'm squirming from pain and whimpering louder.
It's delicious torture and I can't take it.
"One more. Where should it go?" He asks.
I think for a second, still feeling the stinging after shock from the last hit.
"Mhmm hmit." I mumbled.
Aaron put the crop back to my clit. "Ready?"
He flicks the crop hard against my clit and I scream out over the ball.
Aaron drops the crop and walks over to me while I'm still whimpering and squirming.
He holds my chin with his hand as he stares into my eyes. "You're so fucking beautiful, Angie."
He lets go of my chin and unstrap the straps from my ankles and then my wrists.
He places his fingers through my hair and I gasp as he pulls the gag off and kisses me aggressively.
I moan in his mouth and his hand slide back and forth on my swollen clit.
I run my fingers through his soft hair as he deepens the kiss and stick a finger inside me.
"You've been a good girl. I think I'll give you what you want now. Go over to the bed."
I did what he said and sat on the silk sheets.
He grabbed a long chain over to the bed.
It was hanging down from the ceiling with two cuffs hanging on the end of it.
"Remember this?" He asked smiling.
I nodded and smiled shyly.
I recall last night when I was bound and him fucking me hard.
He slides the chain over above the bed. "Arms up." He ordered.
I did as he said and he cuffed my hands together once again.
Aaron slid his shirt off and then unbuttoned his pants and then pulled them down and slid his boxers down.
Another erection…right here in front of me.
He got onto the bed behind me.
"Sit on my lap facing away from me." He demanded.
I lifted myself up and sat on his lap. I grinded against him and closed my eyes.
He placed his hands on both my thighs and spreaded them apart beside his. He grabbed the gag and put it back on me.
After that I lifted myself up and slowly eased myself down on his member.
I bit down harder on the ball as he filled me up.
"Use the cuffs to bring yourself back up." He whispered in my ear.
I pulled myself up and then back down.
"Oh, Angie," He breathed in my ear. "I need you to go faster, baby." He placed both of his hands on my waist and pulled me up and slammed me down repeatedly.
I began crying loudly over the ball and threw my head back.
He's been teasing me and has me so aroused, I can feel my orgasm already. Starting from my stomach and starting to erupt everywhere.
Aaron continues slamming me down hard panting and moaning as he does.
I pull at the chains again internally begging for a release.
Aaron suddenly pinched my clit hard and I was there.
Moaning loudly over the ball, I break into a million pieces of the most amazing orgasm I've ever had in my life.
Aaron pulls my hair back and nips at my neck and moans as his warm release shoots inside of me.
I let out a sigh of relief and close my eyes.
My head is laid back on his shoulder. My wrists still bound.
The silicone ball still in my mouth.
If I was twelve year old, I would have never imagined myself in this situation right now.
Aaron's warm breath tickles my neck.
He kisses my neck once more and then my shoulder.
Aaron unlatches the mouth gag. And throws it on the bed.
"What was that?"
"I said did I do good?" I asked.
He kisses my cheek. "You did great. We have a lot more things to do. Question is do you think you can handle them?"
"That sounds like a challenge, Clarke."
"I can handle all of it."
"Without using a safe word?"
"Without using a safe word."
"Okay. We'll see."