Anarchy Angel

Little Things

At first I didnt rethink my decision.Seeing Julian so broken so void of emotion was the end of the line for me.She had tried repeatedly to manipulate him into believing that baby is his by bringing his past into the mix.

How demented is one not to do that to another person.Make him relive his daughters death..every detail of it.Its sick

Its been a week since the Tracey insidant.
Julian hasnt spoken a word to me
His been in his office twenty four seven. In the mornings his side of the bed is already cold by the time I wake up.

Slowly I pace the hallway in front of his office door going over the idea of bursting in and demanding him to talk to me. Deciding against knocking I burst in.

There sat behind  a solid oak desk. Is the man himself. Julians eyes don't stray from the silver MacBook that's sitting on his desk. His fingers clicking away on the keys.

"Can I help you Angelina? "
Taking a deep breath and a quick mental pep talk. I walk closer to him.

"You need to get your shit together Julian"

Steel orbs connect with mine.

"Excuse me? "

"You heard me loud and clear"

"I don't know who you think you are talking to Angelina but I hope for your sake it wasn't me"

Leaning onto his desk. I close the laptop with him just pulling his hands away before it shuts completely.

"Listen to me. And listen good. I am not fucking  scared of you... little girl"

He did not just call me a little girl.

It happened before my mind could register what I had done.  The stinging in my Palm confirmed that I just  slapped Julian. Looking up his eyes were dark with fury. I stood stunned as I watched him walk around from his desk towards me.

A steel grip surrounded my waist as I was pulled into a hard chest. His cologne invaded my senses, just as his breath tickled my ear.

"I love it rough sweetheart but the question is can you handle it"

Without a second guess I answer

"I can handle anything when it comes to you "

Without a second guess he hoists me up onto the desk.Without a moment of hesitation his lips descend  onto mine. Kissing me fiercely Julian hastily starts to lift my shirt over my head. With my shirt now a messy heap on the floor.. I shove my hands into his hair.

I sucked on his tongue occasionally biting his lower lip as he struggled with the button on my Jean.. It wasn't long till my Jean joined my shirt. His hands were sliding over my bare back and I moaned, feeling his erection rub against my heating core. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and deepened the kiss.

My fingers started the tideous task of unbuttoning his shirt. The shirt soon went flying across the office. He unbuttoned my jeans and slowly yet teasingly pulled the fabric down my legs.

With each touch of his skin in mine ignited sparks withing me.Leavinh goosebumps in his wake he undressed me.

I hardly even noticed that I was in only my underwear.Julian slowly slid down my bra straps from my shoulders,and like the pro he is,he stealthily unclasped the bra allowing it to fall to the ground now joining the rest of the discarded clothing.

Soft kisses soon followed.Julian slowly kisses my neck moving down to me collarbone.He took his time.Lingering on the skin softly sucking and nibbling.

He continues his slow torture of lust upon my skin.When he finally reached my left breast. With much care he kicks around my areola..Its like a burst of pleasure when he sucks my nipple into his mouth.And with his tongue he inflicts millions of sparks within my core.

It's then that I hear a zipper gliding down.I sneak a peek and am amazed at the mere sight of his length.

Quickly yet passionately he spreads my legs open.Revealing my soaking core to him.The most intimate part of my body is on show to him.

He doesn't take any longer he thrusts into me.My entire body heats up a thousand degrees.He thrusts in and out of me like he is a starved man and I am his first meal in months.

I go to touch him..and that is when he pins my hands down.

"Don't "is all he says.

It's not long after that when he finishes .And just like nothing happened he zips his pants back up.Picks up his shirt and walks towards the door.
Leaving me there bare for the world to see.

He stops at the door.
"Get dressed you wouldn't want one of the guards to see you like this"

Slamming the door he leaves.With no pride left.I pick up the clothes and get dressed.I just can't wrap my head around what just happened.It doesn't make sense.One minute we are making love the next it goes back to lust with no love in sight.

Exiting the office I decide it's best to not go looking for Julian.Instead I go to the spare bedroom.Shutting the door behind me I flop onto the bed and stare at the ceiling.

Why does this always happen.As soon  as we get close he fucking shuts off.I need to get back to the club.This isn't working.

Hours go buy with me just meaninglesly staring at the ceiling. Trying to come to terms with everything the door opens.In saddles and old lady probably in the mid sixties.With her she carries a tray of spaghetti with a glass of lemonade.

"Master Julian requests for you to eat Deary"

Sighing I nod towards the dresser for her to leave the tray on.

Before she leaves her last words send chills down my spine.

"You look just like her"
Before I could register what the woman said the door shuts.Leaving me in darkness with my busy thoughts to drive me up the wall.