My Dominant, My Fifty Shades

Chapter Twenty Three

Eight months had passed before things seemed to change once more. Everything had been a constant string of happiness. I spoke to Lisa every day and got to be with Chase each night, but all the while, I felt as if I was missing something. I kept reassuring myself I was happy, that I truly could be, but each time I was with Chase, Vincent would pop into my head...

I don't want it like this! I want to wake up beside the man I love, not be thinking of two... It isn't as fun or exciting as it is in the movies at least not anymore. I always felt guilty and as if not just lying to them-but to myself.

After class, I decided to head to the diner that I now owned and checked on the staff. It was now an oldies cafe with portraits by Warhol that sat at the front and figures of iconic people such as Marilyn Monroe and Elvis Presley. I had the old records playing constantly and the food was nothing difficult to pronounce. It had been doing fairly well. I sat in the back counting the inventory when I heard the front door open. I called out as I had been the only one there to close up.

"Sorry, we're closed..." I called out, I could hear my own voice echo. It made me flashback to the night being held up. I peeked my head out as I held an iron crowbar in my hand that rested on the wall before being pushed against the rack and being kissed ferociously.

"You always smell so good." Chase said as he placed his hands on my hips and pulled me into a romantic kiss.

"You scared me!" I said as I pushed him away.

"Sorry...You know...if you wanted...you can take a break..." He said slowly kissing my neck as my eyes closed to his touch. My gosh, he was my weakness...as was Vincent. Two faults in one foundation means for a broken structure....

"No. I have a lot to do."

"I still can't believe Mary just gave you this place. She loved it more than life."

"Yeah, she realized how much I wanted it and decided to." I said lying. If he knew how I really obtained it, it would crush him and our relationship. I hated lying but I saw no other way. I smiled before going to move but he held me in place.

"Those four hundred days have been torturous...but....being closer to half way through it I am finding it impossible not to want you..." He said as he picked me up and gripped the large stand behind me. His lips moved around my body as he slid his fingers along my thigh before I stopped him.

"I think you're right...It's best to wait until graduation..."

"I don't know if I can...especially with you wearing those dresses you do and those tight shirts..." He let out a long sigh before stepping back. "But if that's what you want."

I nodded out of desperation before saying goodbye to him. A few moments passed as I finished up the list and the bell on top of the door went off once more. I smirked before commenting.

"I'll see you tomorrow!" I said with a teasing voice before a deeper voice spoke to me.

"I doubt that..." I moved from the back room before realizing it was Vincent. I hadn't spoken to him in months and seeing him was almost like seeing a ghost. I felt sick and cold and even a little terrified not knowing what to expect. "It's good to see you."

"You too...Where-how have you been?" I asked with my tone shaky.

"Thinking...I've been thinking a lot..."

"Oh? About what?"

"How I can be with you and still do what I need to...BDSM...."

"Look, I don't want to talk-"

"I know I disgust you." he said as he sat upon the bar stool. "I know that my desires and interests sicken you. You deserve better than me and you have already sacrificed so much for me...I can't tell you that I'll commit as far as a public relationship-but I'm willing to try baby steps...dinners, movies, bungee jumping. I want to try because I would rather be with you that way then not at all."

I became elated. How could I not? I was making a man completely closed off to relationships wanting to try....

"At any time during the moments we shared did I quiver and ask you to stop?"

"No."

"No. Because I didn't mind it. I didn't mind being tied up and even slapped on the skin but...I want more than that."

"I want to give you the world..." He said in a low tone as he pulled me into him. "I want you to know I want more than just to get between your legs, you are more than just something I can-"

"I get it." I said blushing at his crass words.

"Sorry, I just mean...I want you to know I care more than you think..."

"Why do you do this?" I asked in near tears. He looked in confusion before I continued. "Why do you show up when I think I have everything figured out? Just when I feel as if nothing can break my happiness, you show up and show me that I was never really happy because I didn't have you..."

"It's your heart's way of saying you can't forget me." He said as he kissed me swiftly to see my response. I pulled away only to initiate the kiss the second time. Before I knew it, the moment became a full on make-out before he sat me on the bar stool so I could be at his height. He brought my legs up so my knees were nearly touching his shoulder blades as he gripped the counter and smirked. "You'll never forget me..."

"I can't even as I've tried." I said out of breath.

"Then stop fighting it. Sign the contract and I'll try a true relationship..." He said almost as if letting a concealed secret emerge.

"Do you mean it? If I sign it, you'll agree a public relationship?"

He nodded. "I need to be with you. I can't stand being apart from you any longer..."