Dark and Dangerous Desires

Chapter 6: We Learn From Punishment

Abby's POV

I wake up to knocking at the door. I glance at the clock on my nightstand, noticing the time is six in the morning. I groan. Why can't anyone let me enjoy my sleep ever? I have one class today at noon, then a shift tonight at the hospital. I don't have any reason to be awake right now. I Grab a baggy sweater and shorts, slipping them on. I go to the door where the knocking is still residing. I don't know what I was expecting but I wasn't expecting Braxton on the other side.

"Braxton." I say in shock as I wipe the sleep from my eyes.

"You owe me an explanation." he says, very noticeably upset. I move to the side so he can come in. He goes to the living room and finds a seat along the couch. His eyes never leave me. I sit down in the chair next to the couch, my brain fumbles for excuses.

"I." I start to say but I stop as I notice Killian's car pulling up outside. f**k. I think to myself.

"I just." I stumble over my words. I can tell Braxton is growing irritable.

"Come on, Abby. Spit it out. You invite me out and leave without a word. I came here after leaving the club. I knocked on the door for two hours, but you ignored it. I know you were here, your friend told me." he said in anger.

"I had music going on in my headphones and I fell asleep." I lied. I could feel flush growing up onto my face. My ears were burning with feelings of guilt and embarrassment.

"You didn't notice your phone ringing. I called probably more than thirty times and sent plenty of messages. I can't comprehend why you'd invite me out, then dip. I like you but that is something shitty, Abby." he says. His voice is dripping venom. My guilt is building up and my throat and eyes are stinging as tears threaten to release from them. My eyes go to the window and I notice Killian outside of his car smoking a cigarette. His eyes staring into the bay window that offers a full view of Braxton and I in the living room.

"Braxton, I was really feeling overwhelmed. I like you. You're nice, but I'm not really ready for something with someone yet." I manage to choke out, forcing a tear back, that my guilt was pushing forward.

"You seemed more than ready for that guy's attention. Who the hell is he anyways?" he retorts back.

"Killian, is nothing." I say.

"Bullshit, Abby. There is something going on between the two of you." he says the anger is more evident in his tone.

The guilt of lying to him is suffocating my ability for clear judgement. I don't want Braxton. I mean he's nice but there are too many other feelings at play here. My mind always goes back to Killian. f**k him and his "I'm the alpha male" bullshit. I feel like everything last night was on purpose. Who am I kidding? His touch and every move he made was intentional to get under Braxton's skin. It was supposed to be one night out with Braxton then letting him down easily.

"Let me prove it." I mutter out. s**t, Abby. I hope you know just what you're doing, I said internally to myself.

"Prove what?" he asks in confusion.

"That there is nothing between him and I." I lied again.

"How will you do that?" he asks some of the negative feelings leaving him.

"Another date?" I ask unsurely. He sits quietly thinking about my offer. My eyes go back to Killian, who is still staring into the window. I can make out every emotion of displeasure across his face and in his stance. I just know I haven't seen the last of him.

"You're not going to leave again?" he asks doubtfully.

"No." I say. I'll make up the date and then let him down easily. He's cute, he's nice, but my life is a mess right now.

"Okay. This Saturday." He says as he agrees to my offer.

"Listen, I need a little more sleep." I say.

"Alright, I'll head out." he said sweetly. I notice Killian is still outside of his car. f**k.

"Wait!" I exclaim. He jolts a little in shock.

"What?" he asks.

"I have a question, come over here." I say as I guide him to my room. I grab my phone and compose a message to Killian. "Please leave. I don't need Braxton seeing you." I hit send then I open my closet and scramble to find something to use for a distraction. Shoes. I grab two pairs of high heels. One is white pumps and the other is black wedges.

"Which one do you like more?" I ask in a voice that is probably too eager for an answer.

"What?" he laughs out.

"I need to know. I'll plan my date outfit around the one you like." I say hurriedly. I'm the world's worst staller, liar, and distractor. I just pray he buys it.

"You know, I actually love a woman in white." he said sweetly.

"Perfect." I say forcing a smile trying to hide the stress in my body.

"I'll get going." he says.

"Let me walk you out." I say. I don't know how but if Killian is still there, I'll need to pull something so he doesn't notice him if he is.

We get to the door. I'm thankful to see Killian is in his car. I walk Braxton to his car. Before he opens the door he grabs me into a sweet kiss.

"I'm looking forward to Saturday." he says after he releases my mouth from his.

"Yeah. Me too." I say lightly.

He gets in his car and I wave him off before I turn my gaze to Killian's car. He's now stepping out and making his way to me. I head for the stairs to the house. So much for the last time. His long strides meet me at the stairs. He walks in with me not saying a word.

"Killian." I say in annoyance. He doesn't say a word but instead grabs my face, planting his lips to mine hungrily, my body betrays me instantly and I match his hungry kiss with my own. He picks me up. My legs wrap around his waist as he carries me into my bedroom. One hand was under my ass squeezing it, the other under my sweater tightly pressed against me. He pushes open my bedroom door and pulls my legs from around him. He sits on the edge of the bed with me cradled in his arms. He breaks the kiss.

"You're a bad girl." I don't say anything. He kisses me again. He pulls my shorts off of me easily. He maneuvers me like I don't weigh anything. Before I have time to protest, he flips me onto my stomach across his lap. My ass is in the air. I catch my breath and look back at him. He has a devilish smirk across his lips, his eyes are dark and possessive.

"I need to teach you to listen, baby." He says as he trails his fingertips across my bare ass cheeks. I watch silently in anticipation of what will happen next. He raises his hand and lets it down hard on my ass. A squeal leaves my mouth and stings of pain radiate through where his hand just made contact with the skin.

"Killian." I say in shock.

"Shh." he says lightly. He rubs the spot with his hand easing the sting away. He dips a finger in between my folds. I was soaked.

"Your cunt always drips so beautifully for me." he growled out. He isn't wrong my body stays betraying me when he is around. He let down another spank to my ass. I arched my back when the contact was made. Again, he caressed the sting away. Feelings of ache began to build in my core. My body wanted him. He dipped a thick finger into my core, a moan escaped my lips. He pumped it into me before he spanked my ass again, this one harder than the last. I clenched myself. I could feel myself tighten around his fingers, a groan of approval came from his throat.

Killian's POV

Anger welled inside of me when I saw Braxton showed up at her house. The other day when I was there, I placed a small camera on the railing of the porch. Allowing me to see when someone gets there or approaches the door. I couldn't help myself. I had to keep an eye on her. I can't explain my attraction to her, I've never wasted my time on being with the same woman twice, not since my younger years anyways. The mafia lifestyle is a good reminder that nothing pure can last forever. My only girlfriend cheated on me at a meeting of the Don's. I found her in the closet getting f****d by Vlad's second in command. My heart wasn't entirely in that relationship but it left a sour taste on my tongue when I discovered her loyalty wasn't with me. Ever since then I haven't wasted my time.

I knew Abby spotted me when I got out of my car. I shot a glare in her direction. It took everything for me to not go in there guns drawn. She didn't listen to me and allowed that f**k face around. I told her she's mine. I'll have to teach her a lesson. I put a cigarette between my lips and began to pull slow steady drags. I stood watching their interaction. When they got up from their places, I was sure he'd be leaving but they were completely cleared from my site. A buzz came on my phone. A message from Abby asking me to leave. Is she joking? I chuckle and sit in my car across the street. Soon enough they emerged from the front door, she walked him to his car. Rage coursed through me when I saw him pull her in for a kiss. When he drove off, I couldn't wait a moment longer. I stalked across the street. I got up the stairs with her, when we entered the house I picked her up, angrily and hungrily kissing her deeply. A soft moan sounded in her throat. Her legs wrapped around my waist on instinct. I wanted nothing more than to rip her clothes off and f**k her right there, but she needs punished. Bad girls don't get rewarded. She was bad. I wanted her to tell me who she belonged to, who's woman she was, I want to leave my marks of passion all over her body. Claiming every inch of her skin. I carry her to her room, not breaking the kiss. My d**k is throbbing in anticipation. I love dominating. I love giving out punishments. I changed her position on my lap. I tug her shorts off of her exposing her bare ass and p***y. She must not have put a new pair on when she got home. Bloody hell. I need to get this over with before I combust with arousal. I flip her over, so she is splayed across my lap. I trail my fingers over the soft skin covering her ass. I say a few words but she meets me with silence. I let out my first spank across her skin. Her skin turned red and a small welt began to form. She went to protest but I lulled her into silence. I traced her skin with my fingertips and dipped my other hand between her legs. She is so wet for me. I used all of my restraint which in this specific moment, it wasn't much. I let down another whack with my hand, this time harder, her body tensed slightly when the contact made. I lightly eased the pain away. I slipped a finger inside, I pumped it. Moans mew out of her mouth. I let down another spank, this one even harder. Her back arches from the pain, putting more of her ass and p***y on display for me. I can't restrain myself anymore. I pull her off of me and lay her down on the center of the bed. I go through her nightstand her eyes watch me curiously. I find a few pairs of her pantyhose. They'll have to work for what I have planned. I grab a wrist and begin tying it to the headboard post.

"What are you doing?" she asks breathlessly.

"Helping you learn." I say as I tie it.

"Red." I say lowly.

"Red, what?" she asked in confusion.

"The safe word. You might be in trouble, but I want you to be comfortable too." I say. She nods in agreement as I tie down her other wrist and both of her feet. I unzipped her sweatshirt exposing her perfect breasts and their taught n*****s. I look over her abdomen, It rises and falls with every deep breath she draws in. I lower myself to her stomach, nipping and sucking on the flesh there. I want there to be no mistake on where I've been on her skin. I move up to her breasts, leaving my marks across the sensitive flesh there. I rise up and look over her, almost satisfied with the marks I've placed. I bring my lips to her neck sucking on her skin. Soft moans leave her lips. I work my way back down again between her legs. I dip two fingers inside and pump them.

"Please." she moaned out.

"Please what?" I ask.

"Give it to me. Please, Killian." She begs.

"Oh, baby. That would be a reward. You're far too naughty for that." I say seductively before burying my face into her p***y. My tongue swirls circles around her c**t, sucking it in. I pump my fingers faster, rubbing them along her g-spot. I can feel her climax edging, and that is all I will allow it to do. She will come only when I instruct her to and not a moment sooner. Just as I am about to send her over the edge I stop. She groans out in frustration.

"Please." she pants out.

"Not yet, baby." I say lowly. I begin my assault on her sweet p***y again. Edging her closer to the edge. Just when she is about to come I stop.

"Please, Killian." she whines out. I love to hear her beg. I love this vulnerable side of her. I raise myself up and undo my pants. I slid my swollen c**k over her slick p***y.

"What do you want?" I ask lowly. She looks into my eyes, her eyes roll back slightly when my c***s rubbed over her c**t.

"You." she said.

"I'm here." I say as I increased the pressure of my c**k rubbing against her soaking cunt.

"Killian." she groaned out.

"Tell me, baby." I say lowly as I brush my lips across hers.

"I want you inside of me. Please." she says breathlessly. I slip my c**k inside of her tight hole, her needy walls grip me tightly. A groan leaves my lips.

"Who do you want?" I say.

"You, please." she breathes out. I reward her with deeper strokes.

"Who's woman are you?" I ask.

"No ones." she moans out.

"Wrong answer, baby." I say then I halt any movement. She wriggles her hips underneath me trying to get herself relief.

"Tell me you're mine. I'll take you over the edge." I say as I gently suck her earlobe into my mouth.

"I'm not though." she says softly.

"You can be." I say.

"Please, Killian. Just give it to me." she whines. I stay still, it was the hardest task I've ever had. Every primal instinct inside of me wanted to pound her until I had nothing left to give. I kiss along her neck, earning soft moans and deep breaths.

"I'll be yours." she says lightly.

"You already are." I say.

"Now tell me. Who's woman are you?" I command.

"I'm yours." she replied. I reward her by thrusting into her.

"Who do you want?" I ask.

"You, Killian. Only you." she moans out. I increase the speeds of my thrusts. Her moans start to fill her room.

"Who owns this p***y?" I say.

"It's yours. You own it." she moans. I can feel her pleasure building up. I thrust harder and faster. I get her one the edge of her climax before I stop.

"Killian!" she says, the s****l frustration is practically oozing out of her.

"Please, I need you." she says as she pulls against the restraints. That was all my ego needed to continue. I drove my long member in and out her, thrusting wildly. Her moans fill my ears.

Abby's POV

I want him so badly. There is a strong attraction with Killian that pulls me in. Ever since the first time I have always found my mind wandering to him. The ways he touches me. The way he kisses me. How he fills me up. My mind always drifts to him. I don't want to get hurt though. Killian looks like he has heartbreaker written all over him. He hasn't hurt me yet though. I've seen his type before. Hot and full of games. He's driving me crazy with this teasing game. I need a release. I need him. He wants me to give myself over to him. Against my better judgement, I do. I just hope he doesn't leave with my heart when he decides he's done. I want to quit him, but I can't. It's like the world is giving him a gravitational pull over me. Right now, I'd do anything if it meant my much-needed release was met. I know he'll give it to me, he'll do it happily. I pull against my restraints trying to pull him in to kiss me. I wanted to be more than just f****d right now. I wanted every part of me connected to him.

"Kiss me." I command him, he gives his devilishly seductive smirk as crashes his lips to mine. He fills me up so much with every thrust. The fire grows in my core. Our kiss barely muffles my moans. He groans out as my climax begins to clench his shaft. I can feel his member throbbing as my climax shoots through me. I know he's spilling his hot seed inside of me. He kisses me slower as his movement stills.

"You're mine. Only mine. No other man is allowed to touch you. You belong to me now." he says lowly. My heart clenches in excitement maybe by his words. His dominance alone turns me on and sends shocks through me. I take a moment to think before I respond.

"No other woman is allowed to touch you then." I say.

"Do you know who you're speaking to? I don't take orders." he said domineeringly.

"You will or this won't happen again." I retorted. I tug at my wrist and that was his cue to untie me.

"Do we have a deal?" I ask after he unties the last of my pantyhose freeing me from the bedpost.

"I'm in charge here." he says. I think his alpha male personality is so hot, only not in this instant.

"Then this isn't happening. I'm not messing around with a man who's with other women. We don't need a title, but if you want it, we need exclusivity." I say with sass.

"Fine." he said in annoyance. After a moment of silence I was wondering why he stopped every time before I got there.

"Why did you drag it out? Me getting there, I mean." I ask curiously.

"It's your punishment for letting another man touch you. We learn from punishments and not getting our way." he said as he laid back on my bed next to me.