Ice Queen

Vulnerable

Mature*

Dawson

"Hey Rylee," I greet her when she walks in. Her response was silence. I lock the door and pull her back, pinning and trapping her against the door. "Are you okay?" Fire burns in her eyes and she pushes me with all of her might.

"Stop playing with me!!" She yells. I finch and look at her. "I'm done with you so leave me alone!" I watch her walk past me to the stairs. Wow, what's her problem?

"Was it last night?" I call after her. A smile show itself on my face right as she turns around.

"Don't make me hurt you," she threatens. "I know the game you're playing and it doesn't work on me any more. You think you can make me be submissive but guess what, I can prove you wrong. I can make you feel how you've made me feel," I raise my head up as I walk to her. We stare eye to eye. My smile slowly fades and my jaw clench.

"I'd like to see you try Rylee. You're weak, emotional. I can exploit that," Rylee's eyes move left to right before I feel a slap on my cheek. What the fuck? I grab her arms and push her against the wall. I crash my lips against hers and she tries to fights against me. My hands move up to cup her cheeks and I slowly pull away. Rylee's cheeks are pink and she's breathless. See, I won. I lift Rylee up and she gasp.

"What are you doing?" She ask with worry.

"Make you a woman," I answer.

"No, I can't. We can't."

"We can. We're married," I take her upstairs to my room instead and lay her down.

"Dawson," she whisper but I crash my lips against hers. I deepen the kiss and she touches my neck. Shortly, I begin to undress her until she's wearing no top. I break the kiss and kiss my way do to suck her nipples. Her moans turns me on. I can't get enough. My mind think about her womanhood so I pull away and touch her hips. "Dawson..." I look up but she didn't say anything, so I continue. I pull her leggings together with her panties off. Her smell intoxicates me. I sink down between her legs and eat her out. Immediately, she arches her back and moan lowly. I pull her legs over my shoulders and rest an arm across her stomach to keep her down. Rylee was cuming, her legs shakes and she was moaning. I lick her clean before taking my clothes off. My dick is already hard, at its full size. I hover above Rylee and kiss her again, then move down her neck and shoulder.

"You want me?" I whisper near her ear. I see her nod with her eyes close.

"Yes," she said softly. I scoff and spread her legs wider. Looking down at our sex, I move my dick at her entrance and slowly push my way in. Rylee slowly open her legs and groan in discomfort.

"It'll be alright," I ensure her and soon we were connected, together as one. I get up to my knees and hold her hips before slowly drawing myself out to push back in her.

"Ah," she grunts. I continue to thrust myself in her until she got more wet and then it becomes easier for me. I went faster and moan with her until she came again. Her back arches and head thrown back, fingers claw me and legs shake. I came in her and lean down to kiss her pink lips.

"Rylee," I whisper as I caress her cheek. She hum at me but didn't open her eyes. She's tired. I pull myself out and look at her beautiful body before covering it with the covers.

I lay by her before deciding to pull her into my arms. Together, we fall asleep after making love.

*Distance by Christina Perri, I think it's perfect for this scene*

Rylee

I touch Dawson's forehead. The sun is just starting to creep in on us. What we did last night was something that I didn't plan to happen. Now what if I become pregnant? My fingers move to the side of Dawson's face and she stirs a little. It made me smile and I pull away. I pull Dawson's arms off me and get out of bed. Before leaving the room, I pick up my clothes then look back at her once again.

After showering and finding that she didn't leave any hickeys on me, I'm glad. It's almost 8 am and I better start packing. I quickly dry my hair then leave to wear clothes and pack my stuff. Dragging my luggage behind me, I peak inside Dawson's room. She is still in a deep sleep.

"I love you," I whisper before leaving.

Dawson

I wake up and Rylee isn't in my bed. Earlier I felt her getting out of bed, but then I fell asleep again. After stretching and yawning in bed, I get out to collect my clothes. Rylee's clothes are gone also, she must be downstairs. I wear my old clothes and went downstairs but she's isn't there. Maybe in her room? I went back upstairs to search but she's also not there.

"I know the game you're playing and it doesn't work on me any more. You think you can make me be submissive but guess what, I can prove you wrong. I can make you feel how you've made me feel."

That's impossible.

I brush it off thinking Rylee went to practice like every morning. Surely I was wrong because she never return at her usual time. I worry about her and pull out my phone to call her but I stop myself. This is what she wanted. I can't give in to her. She can't beat me at my own game. So I didn't call her at all. The next morning, Rylee didn't return either so I call my mom. My mom scold me for not looking after Rylee and said she'll try to contact Rylee. A few minutes later, my mom calls me back saying Rylee is traveling to a competition, which made me remember that she invited me to go but I declined her.