Breaking the Chains That Bound Us

Punishments and Promises

Marc sings Adele's "Remedy" to me in the car on the way back home. I love this man so much. I can't believe I almost let my fears get in the way of what is easily the best thing that has ever happened to me. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him. 

We pull into the spot and sit there for a second. I look over to see if everything is okay. The flames that are burning bright in his eyes make his eyes seem like a whole other color. The flush on his skin, the way he is gripping the steering wheel. I know what he wants and I am willing to give it to him. He sang to me, so I sang to him, "One and Only." That seemed to get the desired affect. He was hyped up on our love, on my declaration of love, on him finally being let in to my mental battles, on his trust with my insecurities, everything. Every moment of today led up to this moment, and it is very hot in this truck. The heat and hunger is here tenfold, and still rising. 

Once we reach a fever pitch and I can't take it anymore, I lean over and smash my lips to his. He reaches to my side and unbuckles my seat belt pulling me over the armrest. We are hot and heavy and I lean back, being sure not to blow the horn. I look into his eyes and tell him what's been on my mind. "You are the most amazing man I have ever met. You are kind and intelligent, funny, helpful, caring. Even though I don't deserve you and you don't deserve to be hindered by my-" He cuts me off by pulling my chin up so I am looking him in the eye.

"Don't ever put yourself down. You are phenomenal. You can't keep letting that asshole before me determine your life. He was wrong! You are worthy of love and happiness. He had issues. Not you. You are perfect. I love everything about you. You are not damaged beyond repair. We have all had somethings about our past that we could change, but they have shaped us to be who we are. Although I want bring that spineless, idiotic, degenerate bastard of an man back to life just so I can kill his douche bag ass, I am glad your path lead to me. I don't think I will be able to forgive him for what he did to you, I think that you deserve all of the happiness in the world and I am hell-bent and determined to give it to you. I promise to show you your worth. I am sorry for all of the things you went through and I don't pity you. I am not with you out of pity. I am here because I love and respect you. Even before I found out, I had so much respect for you. I could tell life hadn't been easy to you, but you never let it stop you. Once I found out what that dick of a 'man' did to you, I respected and loved you even more. I am not going anywhere and I won't let you either. You will stay here and let me love you! That's an order!" Mmmmm. That....made me want to strip right then and there. 

"Let's go upstairs." I turned around and grabbed the keys out of the car. I slowly reached across Marc to grab my purse. I climbed down from the cab of the truck and grabbed his hand. Slowly, I strutted across the lobby of our building, swishing my hips enough to let him know what was about to happen, but not so much that my hips would fall off. I made sure I walked a few paces in front of him the entire time so that he could get a nice view of my ass. I pulled him into the elevator and pushed the 20 button while simultaneously grinding my ass on his crotch. I heard him groan and then he whispered my name in a warning tone. In the next second, his lips attached to my neck. I knew I would have a hickey later, but right now it felt soooooo good. Damn. This elevator is taking forever!

I finally hear a ding and I get excited until I see 2 tweens getting on the elevator and I look up to see we are only on the 12th floor.  I nudge Marc to stop as there are young people present. He reluctantly detaches his lips from me and I am disappointed at the lost of contact and I see we are only 3 floors from our floor. I can't wait to get in the apartment and it's making me antsy. Those nosey ass girls notice too and continue to giggle. I want to say something, but I remember how I was when I was young so I let it go. We finally get off of the elevator and I can still hear the whispers of the girls, but I forget them as soon as I feel Marc stabbing me in the back!