I rubbed the back of my neck and looked at him. “Yeah?”
“Then why haven’t you?”
“Haven’t gotten around to it?”
He shook his head taking a drink of his beer. “You are a dead man,” he said then walked way still shaking his head.
I sighed and silently agreed with him. This is why since Ash told me she needed to talk to me I had been avoiding both her and Devi. Though if someone would have told her, especially Devi, I think my balls would have already been detached from my body. Both women were scary when angry, though Devi’s moods had been all over the place lately. That alone should scare me into telling Ash my history, as innocent as it was, with Devi. I still couldn’t; I had tried more than once then stopped for some reason.
Max waved towards the door and I nodded following him out the front door and to our bikes. I left without saying bye to anyone, something I knew I would pay for later. Only I didn’t want to deal with my bubble being popped yet if that’s what was going to happen. I had already been dealt that blow once when Seth came back. I couldn’t handle losing Ash, even though it would be my fault for not being honest with her. A few more days I told myself, then I’d tell her everything.
Chapter 4
Ashlen
I let myself into Cris’s house using the key he had given me a few months ago. I wasn’t sure how this evening would go, I was still pissed at him for ditching me last weekend. We hadn’t talked much, every time I texted or called he would claim he was busy; I wanted to finally pin him down. I wanted, no, I needed to know what was going on with us. Devi hadn’t said anything about the shop being any busier than normal and I was scared to ask about Cris. I didn’t want to come across like that, be that girl. So I left it, and let it fester.
I found him sitting on the couch playing Xbox. He glanced up at me then back to the TV where he was trying to shoot something. I didn’t know and didn’t really care.
“Didn’t know if you would be coming over tonight,” he murmured.
“I texted and said I would be,” I told him bitingly. “Devi and Seth took the kids out.”
He nodded and kept playing his game.
“Cris, want to maybe tell me what’s going on?”
“Nothing’s going on, why?”
“You’ve been ignoring me for almost a week, and that’s nothing?”
“I’ve been working,” he said after taking a drink from his beer.
“That’s never stopped you before.”
“It was busier than normal. I’ve had interviews this week.”
I glared at him. “Cris, what the fuck is going on?”
“Nothing,” he mumbled cursing under his breath when he died on his game.
I nodded. “Fine maybe tonight’s a mistake, I’ll just go home.” I turned towards to head back out the door when a hand clamped around my arm.
“I didn’t say you could leave,” he murmured.
“Cris, I may be submissive in the bedroom, but that does not pertain to outside life. I will not let you treat me like this. If you want this to work, if you want us, then you need to talk to me. If you want a plaything then go get one, but it won’t be me. We left that place already.” I pulled my arm from his hold.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“Want to tell me what’s going on?”
“Not really,” he murmured kissing the back of my neck.
“This isn’t how it’s going to work, Cris,” I said a sounding a little breathless, “you’re not going to ignore me all week, then expect to fuck me.”
“Fuck Ash, I said I’m sorry.”
“They’re just words, Cris, without you telling me what’s going on,” I whispered.
“I told you, I’ve been busy, had a lot on my mind,” he yelled.
I froze, this wasn’t the Cris I knew, he didn’t yell, at least not at me.
“I’m sorry, Ashlen.”
I nodded but didn’t look back at him. “I’m not Ashlen right now, I’m Ash, your girlfriend.”
“I think I need you to be Ashlen right now,” he said quietly.
“I am not a punching bag.”
“I know that, I just I need to forget for a while. I need you.”
I stood there and thought about that, he wouldn’t hurt me, do more than I could take. I trusted him, he wouldn’t do anything to ruin that, but on the other hand, I needed to trust him in more than just as a Dom. I needed him to trust me also.
“Cris,” I hedged.
“What do you want from me?” he yelled.
“I want for you to tell me what the fuck your problem is!” I screamed back.
“My problem is my girlfriend’s being a frigid bitch!” he shouts.
“Then it seems to me you need a new god damn girlfriend,” I said quietly, too quietly.
“Fuck!” he screams. “I didn’t mean that Ash, god damn it, why can’t I do anything right?” he yells then throws his beer across the wall where it shatters against the wall.
I stand stock still not sure what to expect from him.
“I keep fucking everything up, first my shop, now with you,” he says while yanking at his hair. “Why for once can I not keep my shit together?”
I blink then I walk towards him and wrap my arms around him. “Shh,” I whisper in his ear and rock him side to side while he holds me tightly against him.
“Please, Ash please let me have some control tonight, please I need it. I won’t hurt you, god I’d never hurt you.”
I nod once then stand before him and watch as he takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.
“Ashlen, take your clothes off then get on the wall,” he murmured behind me.
I quickly took off and folded my clothes placing them on the coffee table, then walked over to where he had removed the pictures. The three pictures that usually hung here hid the various D-rings he had installed into the wall. I stood there facing the wall, my breathing picking up at what we were about to do.
I felt a finger slide down my spine and I shivered. “So very cooperative tonight, Ashlen.”
I took a deep breath. “Yes, Sir.”
“You want this as much as I do, don’t you?” he asked quietly.
“Yes, Sir.”
He licked the base of my neck and hummed. “Turn around slowly and face me.”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered turning around to face him. He looked gorgeous, his dark eyes on fire. The tattoos that covered his body looked alive while they strained against his body.
“Hands up, Ashlen.”
I placed my arms up over my head, he grabbed a wrist and encircled it with a leather cuff then quickly did the same with a second. He pulled a chain from his back pocket and clicked it onto the left cuff. I heard the chain slide through one of the D-rings before clipping onto the other cuff. I sighed, I loved being restrained, the cool wall quickly heating with my body heat. Feeling stretched out for his taking and perusal, giving him permission to do what we both wanted, him being in control.
He slid a finger from the hollow of my throat, between my breasts, down my stomach until he reached my pubic bone. “You ready, Ashlen?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
