Taken, Kissed, and Loved [FREE and COMPLETED]

Chapter 15

Christina didn’t know what to say. Of course she had to go back. Back home. To her sister who was a spoiled brat and to her father who apparently was a murderous psychopath. But still, it was her home, her life, she couldn’t just throw it all away for a man she barely knew. No matter how much she wanted to. “Let’s pretend I don’t, just for tonight,” she gave him a sad smile.

His eyes went down and they sat there in silence for a while. Did he know she would refuse, is that why he offered? It didn’t matter, there was no way she could simply disappear without her father finding her. But perhaps now that she knew who he was, she could use her position to do some good?

“So, you are supposed to be in a wellness center now?” he asked and Christina was happy they went back to casual conversation. “Is that the place where you get the creepy face mask and they put cucumbers on your eyes?”

Christina giggled. “Exactly. Although I never really understood the point of the cucumbers. I was actually supposed to have a hot lava stone massage this afternoon.”

“Hmm,” David scratched his chin. “I don’t really have any lava stones on me right now, but a massage I could handle. Or, if you really insist on the stone part, this house has a garden, I’m pretty sure I could dig up some stones there.” He was laughing again. “If you want,” he added quietly, his eyes hypnotizing her.

“Well,” she put the last slice of pizza away and pushed the box aside, “there is food in my stomach, so, just as I said, you can do whatever you want with me.” The last words came out as a hoarse whisper, her whole body already tense in anticipation of what’s next.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a victorious smirk. “That is a very dangerous offer, Miss Anderson,” he whispered and crawled closer to her.

“Well,” she shivered when he got so close their noses were rubbing against each other, “I’m sure you will make it worth it.”

He chuckled. “Wait here.” A short kiss, their lips barely touched, and he disappeared into the bathroom, returning moments later with a bottle of body oil and a towel which he spread on the bed. “First things first,” he said and pulled her up off the ground. “You are slightly overdressed for a massage. I mean this,” his palm touched the soft fabric of her panties, “is fine for now, but this,” he laid both his hands where her breasts were hiding under a shirt and a bra, “is completely unacceptable in our salon.”

“I’m terribly sorry, I wasn’t aware you had such strict rules. Would this be better?” The shirt went over her head and was tossed to the side.

David swallowed roughly and his hands cupped her boobs, gently rubbing them through the bra. “Slightly. I could still think of some improvements.” He leaned in to kiss her neck, while his fingers unhooked her bra and pulled it off. “See?” he breathed out and stepped a bit away. “Much better.” Christina shivered when he touched her skin, palms holding the breasts, thumbs slowly circling around her n*****s. “Now we can get to business.”

He guided her to the bed and let her lie down on her stomach, kneeling above her. She gasped for air when he squirted a bit of oil on her back, as it was really cold. “Sorry,” David mumbled and started rubbing it over her skin, his moves light and gentle at first but getting stronger over time. She groaned when he hit a sore spot under her shoulder blade. Wow, he really knew how to give a massage. His hands went up all over her back up to her neck and then slid back down. “I think it’s time we got rid of that as well.” The tips of his fingers carefully snuck under the upper hem of her panties and slid them down, Christina lifted her lower body a bit to help him pull it from underneath her.

He put a bit more oil into his palm and warmed it before touching her butt. Christina could only imagine how colorful it still must have looked. Fortunately, the soreness has gone, for the most part, it was just a bit more sensitive. Which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. He massaged her buttcheeks for a few moments and then his hands slid down on the top of her thighs. His thumbs stayed on the inner side, getting very close to the point of destination. But not close enough. She wiggled to try and give him better access, but he just chuckled and pulled his hands away. “Patience, my lady. Roll over and don’t move.”

She growled in discontent but rolled on her back. The view was much better now, except… “Is it mandatory for the employees of your salon to remain fully dressed?”

David smirked. “Well, there is an extra payment for a topless masseur.”

“I think I can afford that,” she clicked her tongue and smiled when he took his shirt off. Now she could admire his muscular body as he leaned over her and started rubbing the front of her shoulders. His hands didn’t stay there very long though and quickly moved towards her breasts. Christina moaned in pleasure as he rubbed them, her breathing getting faster and heavier. “Please,” she whispered when his fingers touched her n*****s, gently pulling and twisting them. The pressure that was building up inside her was becoming unbearable, but the relief was nowhere near in sight.

His hands slid over her belly and onto her thighs. “Oh, please, David!” she let out a desperate moan.

He put his hand over her p***y and leaned in, applying light pressure. “You sure you want this?” he purred in her ear.

“YES, for Christ’s sake! Just f**k me, please!” she screamed out. Wow, now you are begging him, awesome. How little it takes. Do you have no self-esteem? She shut the sarcastic voice out, trying to concentrate on staying still. David unzipped his pants and pulled his d**k out, but instead of shoving it inside her, he started putting a condom on. Christina knew she should be happy about him being this responsible but honestly right now all she wanted was to feel him inside, protection or not. He finally rolled it on but leaned in to suck her n****e. “No!” she whimpered. Her body arched to get closer to him, her arms flying up and hugging his neck, trying to pull him in.

Finally, he decided to stop teasing her, moved between her thighs, and the tip of his d**k rubbed against her opening. Christina tilted her pelvis to give him better access and, at last, felt him sliding slowly inside her. David let out a shaking breath, staying still for a moment before he started to move in and out, painfully slowly. She wrapped her legs around his body and moaned in pleasure, her fingers running through his short hair. He was supporting himself on his knees and forearms but now he shifted weight slightly to the side and freed one of his hands to play with her n*****s. His fingers pulled it, not being so gentle anymore, and Christina screamed out, her whole body arching and jerking in an orgasm that didn’t seem to be stopping.

David didn’t stop moving, his thrusts were stronger and faster now, pushing himself straight into that pulsing inside of her. It didn’t take him long to cry out, tilt his head back and freeze, his d**k shoved deep inside her. Christina was still on a wave of the passing orgasm, her body jittered, refusing to calm down. He slowly rested his head against her shoulder, still supporting his weight with his hands. They were both panting heavily and Christina wasn’t sure whether the trembling she felt came from her body or his. Or both.

They stayed like that for a few moments and then he pulled out, causing her to draw in a sharp breath. “Are you okay?” he asked carefully.

“Mhm.” There were no words in her brain currently available. She stretched her body, causing some popping noises from her hip joints, and then she rolled on her side and curled up. Just as she secretly hoped, he laid next to her, hugging her from behind. Did she ever feel so safe as right now? “I’m all oily,” she mumbled.

“And it smells great,” he whispered in her ear, pushing her hair out of his face. “Looks like we’ll be oily together.”

“We can do something you like next time.” She realized this probably wasn’t very satisfying for him, given the certain needs he mentioned. “I’m really fine with that.”

“What?” David lifted himself on an elbow to look at her. “Christina, just because I like rough s*x doesn’t mean I need to have it all the time. I’m absolutely satisfied by having normal s*x as well.” He shook his head and laid back down, she felt his breath on the back of her neck. “In fact, I’ve never been happier,” he whispered so quietly she wasn’t even sure if she really heard him right and wasn’t just imagining it.

“Me too.” The feeling of his skin touching hers was amazing, even though they were both oiled and sweaty. “So I don’t have to call you Master and do whatever you say?” she smirked.

“No.” There was laughter in his voice.

“Good. Because I wouldn’t.”

“I don’t care what you call me, I do like hearing you say my name though. And as for doing what I say, well… the more you resist, the more I can force you, which means more fun for me.”

“I think I like being forced. Does that make me weird?” That thought had been bugging her all week, ever since she realized she was actually enjoying some of the things he was doing to her. It was so absurd, so… unacceptable, yet she couldn’t help herself.

“No.” She felt his lips on her neck as he spoke. “It makes you perfect.” He pulled a sheet over them and Christina drifted off to sleep feeling warm and safe. And loved.