Chapter Fourteen
Skylar
I should be nervous. I shouldn’t want my body tested to its limits. I’m afraid of what that means and how he will do it. My brain is misfiring with the alcohol I consumed tonight, but there’s also a fire burning inside of me. A fire that I can’t extinguish because he just fuels it more and more. I don’t know how he does it or why he makes me feel this way, but my body begs for his touch. It begs for everything he is willing to give me.
I feel him pull away before coming back, draping something over my shoulder. Pearls? He slides them around my neck and down my shoulders before trailing them across my breasts.
“Using everyday items can make you feel scared, turned on, or shocked. They can also bring pleasure and pain. From the softness of the feather to the harshness of the belt,” he explains as I keep my eyes tightly shut.
He drags what feels like pearls up my chest and my lips, forcing them open. They’re smooth and cool as they hit my tongue.
“What would you do if this was my cock? Show me what you’d do, Sky.” He demands. I slowly run my tongue along the pearls and groan as he pulls them slowly from between my lips. Then he trails them along my shoulder and wraps them around my neck before pulling them tight. I gasp at the feeling, having never had anything this tight around my neck.
“Relax, Sky. I’m not going to hurt you,” he murmurs. I swallow hard and let my body relax. I can feel his breath as he moves closer to me. His breath dances over my flesh before I feel him touch his lips to mine. I gladly open my mouth for him, and he slides his tongue inside. It wars with mine, stroking as he kisses me roughly.
He moves me backward until my legs hit the edge of the bed, and he finally breaks the kiss and pulls away from me. Justice lays me on the bed, and I feel vulnerable and open to him. Then he pulls the pearls from my neck and runs them along my body, teasing my heated skin with their coolness. I can feel the bumps forming on my skin as he moves them over me.
Before I know it, he has them between my parted thighs, rubbing my clit with them. I arch into the caress before they disappear, and I whine. I hear Justice chuckle under his breath right before I hear the buzz. Then there’s a vibrator between my legs. He runs it over my pussy and touches my clit briefly before pulling it away and doing it all over again. He teases me with it, bringing me close to the edge before pulling back and leaving me a panting mess.
“Open your eyes,” he orders. I look up at him, and he seems off. As if his mind is somewhere else, but I don’t comment on it. Now isn’t the time.
I feel the vibrator as it slides inside and back out before he pulls it back and adds some lube before he slides it into my ass slowly. I tense until he shakes his head at me. Once he has it in place, he wraps the pearls around his cock. I watch in amazement at what he’s doing right before he lines up with my entrance and pushes into me.
“Oh, God!” I cry out as he thrusts into me. His hands wrap around my throat, squeezing gently as he fucks me hard and rough. My body can only handle so much, and as promised, he’s taking me to a place I’ve never been before.
As he pumps into me, his hands begin to tighten around my throat to the point it’s beginning to hurt. I look up at him, and he’s lost. He’s not there. Not J, not Justice. His eyes are distant, as if he’s remembering something.
“J,” I say as he fucks me harder.
“Justice!” I try to scream, but his grip just increases. I can’t breathe and panic when I yell, “Red! Red!”
But he still doesn’t stop. Not until he grunts and spills inside of me. “Red!” I cry. Finally, my voice gets through to him, and his face changes. He pulls his hands away from my throat and pulls out of me quickly.
“I’m sorry, Sky.” He shakes his head like he’s waking from a nightmare.
“Get these off me!” I scream as I pull at the cuffs. Justice moves quickly to remove the cuffs and the vibrator before I leap off the bed and rush into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. I push my back against the door and slowly slide to the floor as the tears begin to fall. I know that wasn’t him. He wasn’t in the moment with me, and I know that but what the hell was he thinking? Where did he go?
“Sky, open the door.”
“Leave me alone,” I tell him as my hands find my throat and rub gently.
“Sky, I’m sorry. I lost it. I … I don’t even know what happened. I’m sorry,” he says over and over again. I can’t open the door and face him. I can’t even look at him. I said the word. I yelled it multiple times, and he didn’t stop. How can I trust him? I shouldn’t have trusted him. I should have known better, but I didn’t. No, I let myself believe that Justice was different. That he was better than they were.
What is wrong with me? I should have walked away when I felt that connection to him. I should have turned my back and never looked back, but I didn’t. How stupid was that?
I shove myself off the floor and walk over to the sink, splashing some water on my face. I feel like such a fool. I should have known better. When I look up at myself in the mirror, I’m disgusted with myself. I’m angry I let a man do this to me.