My Dominant, My Fifty Shades

Chapter Twelve

Coming up on the now abandoned street as the hours were growing darker, I found the familiarity in the street to be soothing-especially after the emotionally draining day. I slid my hand to the handle and thanked Earon for the ride before he waited to see me get in safe. I waved back as I pushed open the door to the apartment. Climbing the stairs, I finally reached the top and knocked on the door to find no answer. I peaked through the small window embedded in the door and noticed his shoes were gone as well as his jacket. Did he think I'd go home?

I began to walk back down the stairs as the door came open and there was Earon. "Miss Gerharrd, I was just phoned by Mister Chadwick's trainer. He is currently at the gym and was not expecting you to return...Do you want me to take you there?"

I nodded and followed the driver back into the car before being taken to a more shady part of the town. Moving through the city life, I found the silence on his part of the city to be odd. But desired to see him once more so desperately I did not pay much attention.

"He's just through those doors. Do you want me to take anything for you? Like your jacket?"

"No. But thank you."

I exited the car before he could open the door for me and went to the building and noticed it was a mixed martial arts studio. Based on the various belts and signs saying so, I followed them to find a gym near the back with a full boxing ring in the middle of the room. There was Vincent in the center, ducking and dodging then delivering powerful punches to his opponent. My heels must have clicked on the ground as he turned and was punched across the face. I gasped before running over to him and his opponent left the match.

"Never let even the most beautiful of distractions to take your vision away from the target." His opponent called back as he rose from the ground. Rubbing his jaw, he came from the ring and down to me.

"You came back?"

"I wasn't going to. I was going to go back to Ohio. But I realized there's nothing for me there. No people I can stand, but if this is going to happen...we need to thoroughly go over that contract so I know what I am seriously getting into here..." I said trying to seem mature when inside I was running around in circles screaming verbally abusing myself trying to convince myself to leave.

"What made you want to agree?"

"My feelings for you. The fact I can't tear my gaze from you for a second even when I'm upset or confused."

"And you will agree to what I want?"

"Compromise to what you want."

He smirked before turning and walking in toward the locker room. He noticed I stopped due to the clicking of my heels before pulling me into the locker room with him. Luckily, due to the time of night, it was empty as I decided to take this moment to my advantage.

"So if I were to sign this contract, what would we do first? What we did last night? Or what you usually do?"

"A mix of both. I wouldn't force you into anything too hard too fast. I want you to be stretched into it like exercise. You will be shown a version of what I like-what I want, what I need." He said as he undressed before me. I began walking around the lockers, trying to keep a distance from him so the chance was not there.

"What if I don't want to do this anymore? If I want to leave?"

"It's understandable. There's a clause that states you can go whenever you want. Just knowing you can't come back..."

"I see...And can you give me a preview of what I might endure by saying yes?" I asked as I came around the corner and found him to be gone. I turned to go the other way and was pinned on the small bench sitting before the locker. He was hanging over me and tore my dress straight down the middle before kissing my exposed skin. Due to the rush to leave, I did not have a bra which he did not pay attention to. He tore my panties from between my legs before opening a locker with his name in it and using a belt to tie my hands above my head.

"Don't move them." He said in a low voice as I groaned at his touch. He moved his lips lower on my body-teasing my thighs and nibbling on the skin before brushing his nose up my leg, my hip, my stomach, my chest, and my lip. He kissed me passionately for a few seconds before he tightened the belt, making it dig into my wrists but the feeling of pressure was almost arousing. He wasted no time to release himself as he brought my legs to wrap around him and brought us both to satisfaction within minutes. He hit against the locker hard as I then knew he had finished and I gripped the belt. He sat me up and began to walk away.

"What are you doing?" I called out as I began to get cold.

"Pleasure...now the teasing pain." He joked as he entered the shower and left me naked on the bench. I rolled my eyes as I waited patiently for him to come back, crossing my legs to try to stay warm and still pounding from the moment. Between my legs feeling like a strange pulsating feeling. When he finally emerged, I gave him a cruel look before he finally untied my hands. He dressed before me as he handed me a pair of his boxer shorts and a long shirt that hung to my knees. "Just until we get back to the apartment...we have a contract to discuss..."