Keep Me Safe

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WC: 3468

"W-what?" My eyes widen as he tightens his grip slightly and puts his gun back where it was.

"I said get on your fucking knees, darling."

"Take me back to your house and I'll do whatever you say."

"No. You see, love, if you were to get on your knees right now and tell me how you truly feel that would mean more than having us go all the way back to my house, giving you time to try and think of what I want to hear rather than how you really feel. Now," He lets go of my throat and lightly grabs my chin "On your knees, principessa."

I slowly get down on my knees in front of him before looking back up at him and seeing that same cocky smirk. On one hand, I wanted to slap it off of him but on the other, I wanted nothing more than for him to kiss me again so of course I'll do as he says.

"Maybe I do like you a little more than I would like to show."

He raises a brow as he looks down at me "A little? I don't think people get on their knees for someone they only like a little unless of course, they're a slut and I don't think you're a slut, are you baby?"

Baby? Goddamn if I wasn't already on my knees for this man.

"No, I'm not a slut. Maybe I like you a lot more than I show, maybe it's because deep down I want you to put me in my place, with every glare, every sly comment I want you to force me onto my knees and put me in my place."

He coos gently as he lightly grabs my face and makes me look at him "Aww if that's what you wanted then you could have just told me without having to act all bratty but just because you have missed so many opportunities to fix that little fucking attitude I don't think you deserve me just yet."

My eyes widen as I look into his eyes "But you said-"

"I didn't say anything, love. I just told you to get on your knees and you obeyed like the good little girl you are but after being a brat for so long you don't deserve to be fucked like a good girl, you deserve to be fucked like a brat and as enticing as that sounds I don't want to hurt you just yet so you'll have to wait. Just keep in mind with every little comment, mean look, and eye roll will get you in trouble and you will be fucked twice as hard, understand?"

I nod my head and he grabs my hand and helps me stand up before pulling my body against his.

"Good girl, now I know I said we were going to start looking for stuff for your room but after what just happened it may be a lot safer for you if we just go home."

He takes me back to his car and once we both get in he drives us back to his house.

"So, you knew the guy who was following us? I saw the way you looked at him after I punched the fucker."

"I think I should be asking you the same question, it seemed like the two of you were familiar with each other."

He clears his throat and keeps his eyes on the road "Well, I uh guess you could say that. I have come in contact with him before and all of those encounters ended close to the same way this one did except he stayed on the ground."

I noticed him glance over at me before shifting in his seat slightly "Well to answer your question no I don't know him, I just recognized his tattoo."

We get to his house and once we get inside he grabs my hand and leads me upstairs to his room. He locks the door before turning around and facing me "You know, seeing you on your knees earlier definitely had an effect on me."

He walks towards me and lightly places his hand on my waist. "Did it?" My breath hitches as he pulls me closer to him and presses his body against me.

He groans softly as he gently presses his hardening length against me "Oh fuck baby, do you feel me? Can you feel just how you made me feel, hm?"