Mr. Grey aka Mr. Perry

Chapter Seven

Tony opened the restaurant door for me and held it as I walked in. I blushed  uncontrollably and thanked him. I was sure that he was watching my every move. There was a waiter that came to the waiting area not long after we sat down.
"You look beautiful." He complimented and I smiled at him.
"Reservations?" He asked, looking at Tony.
"Perry." He answered, standing up and I soon followed. The waiter guided us to a quiet booth around the further side of the restaurant. I hopped in between the table and the cushioned seat and Tony did the same on the opposing side.

"Can I get you any drinks to start? I recommend the new rosé, it's becoming quite popular." The waiter winked at me and Tony glared at him. I bowed my head, looking at the menu as I bit my lip, hoping Tony wouldn't make a fuss.
"We'll have the rosé." Tony agreed and the waiter walked off the fetch the bottle.

"Tony I don't drink rosé." I whispered to him. He looked up through his lashes at me and sighed.
"Well can you at least try it?" He asked, not breaking eye contact. My heart began to beat a little faster.
"Y-yes." I said, looking back down at the menu. Tony took my hand, running his soft fingers through the gaps between mine.
"Good girl." He whispered. That name always sent a chill down to my bones. He knew exactly what to say and when to say it to get the best reaction out of me.
"Here's the rosé." The waiter interrupted, pouring a glass each. I was dreading having the drink it and I didn't know why I couldn't just have water. But I guess it's Tony's orders. "And to eat?" The waiter asked, clicking his pen.
"I'll have the roast." I smiled at him, passing him my menu. He turned to face Tony.
"I'll have the steak." He said.
"Rare, medium or well done?" The waiter asked as Tony passed him the menu.
"Well done." Tony winked at me as the waiter took the menus and walked away.
"Well done?" I repeated, lifting the glass of rosé towards me.
"Yes, I like everything well done." Tony answered, playing with the fork on the table.
"Even in bed?" I asked, taking a sip of the rosé. Tony dropped his fork unexpectedly, making us both jump. I quickly swallowed a quarter of my rosé. Tony made me nervous sometimes. "Can I ask you something?" I asked and Tony paused before nodding slowly. My heart quickened and my palms got sweaty.
"H-how many girls have you been  with?" I asked, fiddling with my locket. Tony sighed and leant back on his side of the booth. "How many have you taken out to dinner? Bought dresses for?..Made love with?" I asked all in one go. Tony's jaw tightened with every question.
"How's your rosé?" He asked, attempting to change the subject but I couldn't let my curiosity drop.
"Lovely, thanks, now answer my question." I demanded. Tony gave me a cold look before leaning forward.
"I've been with many girls. Yes i have taken one or two out to dinner but that's it. I've never had a mental attraction to anyone because I don't know what it's like or how to deal with it. Until now." He answered. I took another sip of the rosé and felt the cold liquid run down my throat.
"But-" I began before Tony interrupted me.
"No more questions. Understand?" He said, coldly.
"Yes." I answered.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, Tony."
"Good girl."

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"T-Tony...I-" I breathed into his neck as his body rested on mine against my room wall. His hands acted as cuffs against my wrists as he pinned them above my head. A trail of kisses was left from my cheek down to my chest as he pulled off the straps of the dress.
"I told you not to ask any more questions!" he grunted, unzipping his jeans. My heart pounded as he threw me onto my bed, causing it to hit the wall.
Tony crawled on top of me, continuing to bite at my neck.
"B-b..." I breathed before Tony bit a little too hard and caused me to shriek in pain. "Be gentle!" I scolded. Tony paused, shocked at the fact that I shouted at him. He brushed my hair behind my ear and gently pressed his lips to mine. I could only just feel it over the throbbing of my neck.
I whimpered into the kiss as Tony brushed his soft fingertips over the bite mark.

Tony's point of view.

I rolled over, brining Lorie on top of me. She kicked off her shoes and flicked her hair out of her view.
She looked so beautiful. Her faint, muffled moans sent me crazy. I didn't care about what I got out of tonight just as long as she got what she wanted and needed.

Her arms began to weaken either side of me and began to shake before she collapsed completely, our torso's compressed together and our hearts racing.

"T-Tony..." She whimpered, trying to adjust.
"Relax darling. I'll take care of you." I reassured her, going faster to try and find her spot.
"Ah!" She cried out.
Found it.

I kept pushing onto that spot until her whole body was shaking. Her breath quickened and her whimpers became louder and louder.
"Tony!" She screamed into my chest, her hands clawing at the sheets and her eyes squeezed shut.
H

er moans began to shorten and become softer.
"Oh my." She whispered and I kissed her hair.
"Good girl." I praised her. But I didn't get a response. I rolled her over, beside me. She was asleep. I smiled at her and unhooked the locket from her neck. I rolled over, opening her top drawer to place the locket in but I paused. I saw a pack of condoms that weren't mine and I didn't recall ever giving to her. I bit my lip, trying to hold back any thoughts about her cheating. I knew she wouldn't but I couldn't figure out why they were there. I placed the locket next to them and closed the draw.
Lorie yawned and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her sweaty hair and pulling her close.
"You're mine." I whispered to her.

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OH MY GOD
THEY DID IT! WOOOO!
OH BUT NOW TONY FOUND THE 10 PACK. surely Lorie wouldn't cheat...would she? Those band boys can be very persuasive ;)
~AllDayDarkness