Come Break Me Down

Chapter 14

Moving closer, I could see the crazed look on his face. I've never seen him quite like this. The hair color and the missing eyebrows just added to this intimidating look. He moved toward me and I slowly backed up. "What are you doing?"

"I've been waiting for you to come home." Something in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. Tilting his head to the side, he stood there, glaring at me.

"What's your problem?" I moved all the way into the bedroom and put my purse down. Walking over to the closet, I wasn't expecting what came next. He was holding the belt at each end and put it over my head, tightening it around my chest, forcing me back against his.
Roughly tugging on the belt, he forced my arms to my sides and whispered into my ear. "Did you enjoy your night out, sweetheart?" I could feel his arousal straining against his pants and pressing into my ass.

Rolling my eyes in frustration, I let out a deep breath. "So, what, now you want to play? You have the balls to ask me for sex after ignoring me?"

"Who the hell do you think you're talking to?" He stood behind me and guided us to stand in front of the mirror. Dropping the belt, he put his hand under my chin and forced me to look at us standing there. His other hand pulled my dress up, over my head and I assisted in freeing it from my arms. Once it was lying on the floor, I watched his hand slide into the front of my panties. I gasped loudly, feeling his fingers slide up and down my folds. Holding my breath, I closed my eyes.

"You know better than that, open those eyes." I listened to his harsh tone just before his teeth sank into my shoulder. Those long, slender fingers moved inside of me and made my knees weak. Fuck, this was so hot and within seconds all of the anger I was feeling diminished completely.

My eyes popped open, meeting his brutal stare in the mirror as I watched his hand tighten around my throat. "Tell me, how bad you want me to fuck you?" He demanded, gliding his fingers in and out of me with ease.

He looked stunning even still without the eyebrows and with the horrible neon green hair. It only made him appear more intimidating to me. The cruel look on his face as he pulled his fingers from me just as I was about to climax, was unnerving. "You're not answering me."

My craving for him would never lessen or fade away and I couldn't hide how badly I wanted him to bang the hell out of me. "I want you."

Grinning, he looked straight at me in the mirror. "That sounded so fucking fake. Say it like you mean it..." He let go of me long enough to shove those pants down and kick them off of his feet. He immediately pressed his body back against mine.

"I want you to fuck me right now." The words weren't even out if my mouth when his hands moved up the front of my body to squeeze my breasts.

Pushing me forward, I was pressed against the mirror and could feel the tip of his cock sliding into me. I wasted no time pushing my ass back against him.
"I love to hear you beg." He laughed. Smug bastard. Moving tortuously slow, he knew that he was making me crazy.

A sharp smack to my right cheek startled me. "Mmmm.. Please, Jared." He set a steady rhythm gripping my hips and digging his fingertips into my flesh.

Grasping a handful of my hair, he pulled me back against his lean body and ordered me to watch us in the mirror. The wild look on his face as he pounded into me was so intense, so intoxicating. I couldn't hold back any longer. My legs shook and became weak with my euphoric haze. I was having trouble holding myself up.

Eventually, I recovered and he spun me around, pushing me onto my back on the bed. He leaned over my body as he thrust violently into me. The groans he made as his climax took over, were so sexy. Eventually, his breathing returned to normal as he relaxed.

He pulled himself away and relaxed on his side of the bed. "This doesn't make up for you ignoring me, by the way." I told him.

"I was busy, baby. I have to work!" His voice was softer now and gone was the greedy, rough bastard I had come to know and love.

"But you're leaving and you and I have had no alone time. I missed you. Don't you understand that?" I tried to make him realize why I felt the way I did.

"If you would've given me a chance to explain instead of running out of here, you would know that I have an extra few days home. I was TRYING to get things done so that I have more time with you!" He sounded frustrated. Smiling, I couldn't stop the laugh that escaped me. "Laugh at me again and I'll tie you up and you'll really meet the fucking joker."