Chapter Twenty
Midnight Snack
I suddenly woke upwith a raging pressure in my bladder. I looked up at the clock onthe nightstand that read 3:15 a.m. I had to pee something fierce,but Darren still had his arm wrapped tightly around me. Hisbreathing was slow, even, and deep. He was definitely asleep, andfor some reason, I was afraid to wake him. I waited another tenminutes hoping I could just fall back asleep, but the pressure justincreased and Darren still hadn’t moved. Fuck.
Deciding I hadonly one option, I carefully took Darren’s wrist and tried to pryhis arm from my side. His body protested against my movement, hisarm actually a little heavy, but eventually, I was able tomove it and gently laid itdown behind me.
Like that of amouse avoiding the wrath of a cat, I maneuvered quietly through thebed, pulling the sheets silently from my body. The coast was clearas I made it to the edge of the bed, but out of nowhere, Darren’sarm came sweeping over my torso and pulled me back, slamming meback onto the bed. My heart practicallyleaped out of mythroat.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” he growled overtopof me.
“I just have to pee!” I shouted in defense, my open palmscoming up to protect me. “I swear!”
Darren looked meover, his face full of anger, and I squeezed my legs closed toalleviate the pressure.
“I’ll be right back! I promise!” I was practically pantingnow.
“You have two minutes,” he warned and let mego.
I quickly hoppedoff the bed and practically ran to the bathroom foremphasis. Goddamn,he was a lightsleeper.
After finallytaking care of business, which was far more difficult to managewith my wrists bound together, I still had a minute left and washedmy hands before trotting back toward the bed. I saw Darren sittingup against the pillows, his hands folded behind his head as hewaited for me to return.
“Can’t sleep without me?” I asked him with sticky sweetsarcasm.
“Not when I have another need thatrequires satisfying.”He smirked.
That stopped me inmy tracks. I was really hoping we could just go back tosleep.
“Come here, Jaden,” he commanded as he sensed myhesitation.
A slight wave ofanxiety came over me as I picked my feet up and headed back over tohim. Cautiously, I crawled on the bed, which was a little difficult with the cuffs aroundmy wrist still activated. I sat back on my heels and waited for hisnext command.
“Spread those pretty little thighs for me,” he ordered, hissmug white smile hard to avoid in thedarkness.
I hesitated foronly a second, but I slowly parted my thighs. He then reached overand placed two fingers just on the inside of my right thigh. Myheart rate spiked at his touch as he slowly moved his fingers upand down the inside of my leg. I rested my hands against mystomach, trying to keep my breathing at a minimum, grateful for thedarkness that immersed us.
Back and forth,his fingers glided across my skin and with each stroke, came closerand closer to the impending true desire. I bit my lip, fightingback the urge to smack his hand away as he brought my skin to aburning sensation. His fingers found their way to thejuncture of my thighs,brushing against my outer lips, and I couldn’t hide the shudderthat was involuntarily pulled from his touch.
It didn’t takelong for my body to betray me as it started to react exactly theway Darren was invoking. As his fingers dipped into my slit, asharp breath left my mouth and I bit down harder on my lip tosuppress it. My heart was pounding away inside my chest and mybreathing slowly turned into pants. His strokes were smooth andsoft as he traced my folds, his fingers becoming slick with mybody’s desire. Damn him. My head and my heart were screaming no,but my body was like a thirteen-year-oldat a Justin Bieber concert screaming yes,yes!
“That’s my girl,” Darren approved. “So wet and somine.”
I knew thateventually I would have to fall to the whims of my body and plummetto Hell’s desire if I ever wanted Darren to trust me, even thoughthat seemed impossible now. Eventually, I would have to show himthat I wanted him—that I wanted his touch—so he would think he hadconquered another part of me I had refused to surrender. My sexualdesires would be the easiest one.
I let my head fallback and pretended it was Jason touching me, enjoying the thoughtof finally being with him again. If I was going to do this sober,that was the only way I could get through this without ripping myown skin off in disgust.
And then Darrenshoved the blankets down, revealing his throbbing erection as itbobbed back and forth ready for action. “Hop on up here, hot stuff.I want to see how well you can ride,” he mused, smacking his hipfor emphasis.
Ugh…
Tentatively andwith shaky limbs, I slowly climbed on top of him and straddled hiships. I really didn’t want to do this, but I needed to let go ofthe things I couldn’t change. The only thing I could control atthis point was how I dealt with it.
I rested myentrance on the head of his cock and placed my still cuffed hands on the bulk of his massivebare chest. Slowly and grateful for his patience, I slid myselfdown his shaft until I sat down as far as I could, leaving out onlyan inch of him. He filled my core to the brink, almostuncomfortably, but I knew as soon as I relaxed, my body wouldadjust to his size.
“Oh yeah, baby, that’s good,” he breathed as he placed hishands on my hips. I shuddered from his grip onmy skin buttried to relax as he started pulling me up and down along his dick.I slowly pumped my thighs to keep
