Destroy me

Chapter 2 - Niamh - who is he?

I still remembered his bold words it was you that was caught on my mind and everything I'd do to you... At the time I didn't know why it excited me, and every fiber of my being was telling me to say something, but I couldn't, I just froze, but my insides, burned, what he would do to me....

"We should probably join the others" was simply all I could manage. This seemed to amuse him as a smile, well more of a smirk, gathered from such subtle lips. I couldn't ignore, he was beautiful. His hair curled on the end and looked longer than Matthew's, what my father would've deemed 'inappropriate' but I just wanted to run my fingers through it. His eyes were pale and shone brighter due to his naturally olive skin, I quickly allowed my mind to wander and wonder what the rest of him would look like under that 3 piece suit, if he was smoldering in that, what would be like underneath?

"I'm guessing I caught you a little off guard." His tongue ran across his bottom lip making it shine and delectable, rendering me completely still, "But I meant what I said, maybe we could get to know each other over dinner and drinks?"

I wasn't sure what I was going to say to him, so I was thankful when we were interrupted; it was Matthew.

"Niamh, your Dad asked where you were, you coming?" this is when it came crashing down, I had already been running a huge risk by seeing Matthew, even if it was just casual, but I couldn't even let it enter my mind to consider Marco. "Thank you Marco, but we should never mix business with pleasure. I'll see you around"

As I walked with Matthew he took me to one side.

"What did he say to you Niamh, you look shook up." What could I say? I was just sexually propositioned in a way by a man I've just met? No, I had to sway this quickly. "Nothing you couldn't make me forget later" I said nibbling my bottom lip. He smiled "We'll see what time these guys are done" there was something different to that of the last time we'd been together. He seemed more distant. More focused. Less interested. At this point I'd been spoiled, I'd won the chase, I got him, it was exciting, but I was fearing he wanted more, I wanted fun, I loved him, but just didn't know what I wanted.

We walked further in when Marco passed us briskly to join our fathers in conversation.

"He's known for a specific set of tastes in the bedroom, if you know what I mean." My look must have given it away because he carried on, "Sorry, I Guess you don't, rumor has it, he's really in to tying his girls up, I mean all guys like control, but he's more dominating"

Dominating? He liked to dominate women? This was all I could think about all evening and I found myself looking over at him every chance I got. I don' t think he noticed, but as we were all retiring for the evening he once again caught me, this time pulling me into the next room.

The dining room was dark with only moonlight flooding in.

He smiled and pushed me against the wall. "So, did you get enough of a good look tonight? Well I suppose not as much as we'd both like, but you were definitely looking at me. Why?"

Oh god, he had noticed.

"Erm, you just caught me off guard with what you said earlier..." I trailed off, simply unable to be at all mouthy and confident around this guy.

"Right... I believe you were caught off guard, but that's not why you were looking at me... You want me..."

He stepped closer, lips slightly parted "Tell me why you were staring Niamh"

"I heard you dominate women." That was quick

A small laugh escaped him, as if he was trying to stifle a larger one, "People hear what I want them to hear about me." He said in a very controlled manner.