The Unforgiven Chain

The Naked Cake

“Just the final touch… and violà.” Placing the last blueberry on the home made cake was a small challenge. The clock told me it was around five pm “What if he is not at home?” the anxiety was taking control over me.” What if it’s too much…. We actually didn’t fight…” letting my defeated breath out and trying to calm down by biting my cuticles I left the kitchen.

The living room was lit by dusk, the old wood furniture and it’s salmon walls were reflecting the sun's light. Moments like theses, when just a little bit of light made everything in the room look ethereal made me believe that there’s still hope. Taking a long breath I march to bathroom. My red hair needed extra attention today. My curls had it’s own will and decided that they’ll not behave and be pretty tonight. “Damn Frizz” the girl looking back at me through the mirror looked tired and disheveled; dark bags under my eyes, flour covered dull skin and a very rebel hair. “Damn Life” a quick shower and some untangling, taming and braiding would do the trick to help me look less like a total and utterly nut case.

After about an hour I was fresh, clean and looking satisfied to the mirror. The purple knee long dress really brought my skin to life; two French braids with some curls falling free around my face highlighted my freckles and eyes.

Armed with my apologies Naked Cake and hoping not to make a complete fool of myself, I march out of the house.

“You not supposed to be out at these ungodly hours!”

“It is not completely dark yet!” I shouted back to the woman on the other side of the street. She was in a beautiful house cozy looking house. The balance chair made me think of where I would want to be in my final years. “And I am not going far.” I completely understand her worries. The wrinkles on her face gave the testimony of decades of worries.

“The Devil is full of tricks my child! You should know it…since you are born from one of his mistress!” The Old hag tone changed from sweet Nana to Crazy Old b***h faster than a vampire running from the sun.

Now, I am not one to go round and about beating the s**t out of older people, but this b***h just got her ass saved by the naked cake I had spent hours making and have no idea about it. ”Don’t worry Ma’am. The Devil must be looking for someone really important like The USA President to mess with, so I am pretty sure I’m on the safe side. Have a Good life Ma’am.” I nailed my fakest smile and sweetest carefree voice.

“You must be familiar with the Devil’s plans.” I’ve had already turned around and resumed my walk towards Vhid’s house, but still could hear her. “It’s in your family blood.” I could taste Her venomous words in my mouth. ‘Please be at home.. Please Dude. Be at home!’ my knuckles had turned white from the force used to hold the cake's tray. Overwhelmed by anger I almost kicked the small white gate that lead to his well maintained garden.

“Wow”

Taken aback I sighed amazed by what was in front of my eyes.

The peculiar and unmistakable perfume from night-blooming flowers invaded my senses and made me forget about the rage that was boiling my blood seconds earlier. The garden was something out of reality, almost like one would see in movies about fairies and witches. Shining granite stones made a path to the dim lit house, on both sides in intricate pattern were the most exquisite colorful and mesmerizing plants I've ever saw, small lights positioned spaced gave the illusion that little stars had decide to come down from the sky and made some flowers as theirs permanent spot, the grass glimmers with thousands dew drops; a splash sound draw me to the small pond set closer to the porch, it was ornate with purple and white lotus and some candles floating in pairs, few eerie looking fishes danced around the clear water; even the bugs were breathtaking, fireflies, multicolored butterflies and moths. This garden was like I’ve walked inside a dream.

Pain in my arms brought me back from the dumb folded state I was in. I have a mission to accomplish, and I cannot be distracted. His porch was very comfy; I think Vhid’s spends a lot of time admiring his garden. ‘Can’t blame him, I would do same.’ My inner voice pondered. Bracing myself I ring the doorbell. ‘This is it. You just need to talk to him. No big deal. Just two adults having a rational conversation. What could possibly go wrong with just some talking over a Cake.’

After what seemed like agonizing hours but were no more than a few minutes, the door was opened wide.

If not for the firm grip I had on the tray, the cake would be on the floor making company to my jaw. I could tell that my face was burning. ‘Oh, come on!’ My inner voice shouted with despair.

“Hello Shorty.” Vhid was soaking wet. A drop fell from his hair, made its way thought his perfectly scarred torso down to his well toned abs only to be absorbed by the black towel hanging dangerously low on his hips.”Please come on in.” He had that damned smirk on his face.

Cedar, sandalwood and the wind at a forest at dawn, that is what Vhid smells like, and it was making my legs go jelly.”I made you a cake.” my mouth was watering for the man. “Sorry for the other night.” Holding on for dear life in every last drop of self control, I’ve managed to past by him without dropping neither the tray nor my panties.

The living room was neat, clean and minimal. A big “L” couch, a TV, small bookshelf on the corner. The wood floor polished to perfection makes me feel guilty for not taking off my sandals.

The door made a clicking sound and my heart took it as incentive to beat faster inside my chest.”You have a unique garden and a very beautiful house.” Listening to my own voice falter, I tried to calm myself down without looking to the very naked piece of heaven behind me.

“Thanks.” that’s was all he answered, and I look back, Vhid was leaning at the door, arms crossed in front of his chest with a strange look on his face. “Turn around.”

“Oh…My bad” Blushing I did what I was told. He must be felling really uncomfortable wearing just a towel.

“Don’t move.” his voice was too damn close and demanding obedience. Goosebumps covered my skin the moment I felt his warm presence right on back, his hands massing with my hair.

“W-what are you doing?” The question almost sounded like a moaning. ‘Too close’ this is not fair. I can’t move now. He had my hair in his hands and they were working fast, while my own hands were holding the f*****g heavy cake. ‘That is torture!’.

A husk chucle sounded behind me. “I just realized that I don’t like when you tie your hair”. When done with making me feel like I should take an ice cold shower, he whispered down on my ear. “Kitchen is down the hall.” he stepped away from me, making me miss his warmth.

“S-sure.” ‘Come on brain, work, please work!’ “I hope you like it.” walking in the pointed direction was a challenging move; this is getting out of control. I was felling hot, it was hard to disguise my uneven breath and I could sense his eyes on my back. ‘What is happening to me?’

“ Naked Cake happens to be my favorite dessert.” Vibrations of his deep voice went straight to my core making my inner slut dance and scream happy.

“Is that so?” the kitchen was small, well organized and modern. Close to the backyard double door was the dinner table, only two chairs made clear that its owner wasn’t one for crowded house dinners. “That means I am forgiven?” finally I was free from the heavy tray!

“Nope.”

That made me turns around and faces him. “It’s an apology cake, you can’t eat it if you don’t accept my apologies.” Prey. That is how I am felling now, like a prey facing its predator.” Seriously dude, go put some cloths!”

“Why?” he was giving me that f**k sided smile.

‘ Cause I can’t think straight with you undressed like this!’ “Why what?” I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

“ Why can’t I eat the cake?”

“Cause it’s against the rules!” at this point I'm pretty sure that my face is reaching the same color of my hair.

“ Never heard of any damn rules about Naked Cake.” his smile turned into a wicked grin and he start to come closer.”I was being a complete dickhead yesterday; you were right about us not knowing anything about each other. I can’t forgive you cause you did nothing wrong Mila. I am the one who got carried away and f****d it up.”

“Oh.” That caught me by surprise. “Let’s set it as a misunderstood then.” I offered smiling to him. The only thing between us now, was the table.

“That works for me.” sitting down on one of the chairs, motioning me to take the opposite sit. He reached for the cake, taking a blueberry and throwing it casually to his mouth “Those are my favorites by the way.” he winked at me. Dimples are now my top 1 favorite trait. Vhid’s dimples, to be honest.”I think is better if I go get dressed before we both go crazy.”

“Yes, please.” my rational part tried to spoke, but the way that this Man was looking at me told me that we both past far away from the sane line.

“Mila have you ever been told that you are terrible liar?” his voice was almost a low growl.

“Can’t help it, never had tried it before.” the tension between us was becoming unbearable.

“No more lies from now on.” he took another piece of fruit from the cake. “I f*****g hate lies.”

“I can’t promise I won’t try it again Vidh.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know.” I couldn't take my eyes away for his.”I can’t find a good explanation.”

“Do I make you uncomfortable Mila?”

“No.” I blurted without thinking ‘Oh to hell with pride…Fuck this s**t!’ “You make me feel a lot of things. Discomfort isn’t on this list.” he raised the scarred brow.

“Then what is the problem?”

“You scare me Vhid.” his expression changed and I quickly explained.” I don’t understand why I can’t control myself around you. We just met, and I can’t stop thinking about you. I am not like this, I don’t know what is happening to me. It’s too much, too fast.” It’s done. I threw my cards on the table. That is the truth; I can’t even breathe properly around him. I don’t know what it means, why it is happening, and honestly, I don’t care anymore, it is what it is, and fighting back this pull has been exhausting. His expression was unreadable and the silence was too heavy. I stood up feeling too confused to keep on this staring game.”Excuse me.”

I started to make my way to the exit, but didn’t go far. In a blink, I was swept from my feet and pressed against the wall. Vhid’s eyes were piercing my soul, talking to me about his own desires and asking permission for something both of us needed and none of us understand.

Vhidh’s kiss tasted heavenly. Our tongues fought for control and he won this fight easily. He was demanding yet gentle. One of his hands had a vicious grip on my waist keeping me from falling in contrast with his other hand that was gently holding my neck. Wrapping my legs on his waist, I completely let myself go. His hair was soft on my touch, and my other hand was too busy exploring each and every scar on his strong arm.

The need to breathe made itself known, and Vhid used this as an opportunity to torture me a little more. Taking full control of me by a firm grab on my hair, he turned my head to gain free and unlimited access to my neck; I could feel his need poking me between our bodies, and the shameless slut that lives inside of me was on cloud 9.A loud moan made his way out my lips echoing in his kitchen. I could feel his smile against my skin.

“ I am too damn old to play games.” his words reverberated in my chest .”I want you.” he placed his forehead on mine and locked his eyes on my dizzy ones. I could see inside those beautiful unique orbs that he was not messing around.

“Then, please take me.” my plead came out barely as whisper. I was panting and shaking. He wanted me, and my dripping wet panties said we wanted him as well.

I didn’t get a verbal answer; Vhid didn’t need more than those simple words to let go from whatever little control he may have been holding onto until now. I knew both of us were in the same wild and crazy river of lust and confusion.

My dress went M.I.A. a long time ago, my underwear was reduced to pieces. I believed I knew everything there was to know about s*x until now. The things we did in that kitchen will be engraved in my memory for eternity ‘Along with the things we did in the hallway, the bedroom, the bathroom’. Vhid’s is the perfect balance of aggressiveness, dominance and kindness.

Lost in each other's eyes, resting in his big bed, not caring about anything else in the world, in this moment, we have everything we need. We’re too tired to talk. I think that even if we had energy to talk, none of us would be able to explain exactly what it was like to be us right now.

Vhid was playing with one of my curls that had fallen on my face, and I was outlining the biggest scar on his chest. ‘If this is a dream, I will hurt whoever wakes me up.’ I couldn’t help the smile on my lips, I can’t remember the last time I’d felt so peaceful or safe.

“Vhid?”

“Mhm?” his voice was sleepy.

“Can I ask what happened to you?” he pulled me closer nesting my head on his chest.

“Hmm… I just had the wildest s*x ever. That’s what happened to me, Shorty.”

“That is not what I’d asked!!” I couldn’t hold the laugh “Jerk!”I landed a playful punch on his arm.

“The hell you talking bout then?” his laugh was contagious “ I just assumed you wanted to know why I was quiet.” his sarcastic tone was cute.

“Nah” The small circles his handing was making on my back were so soothing…”I’m talking about these“ I outlined one scar that started under his right chest and stoped about his hipbone.

“Ya talkin’ bout my scars?” I nodded and he chuckled “Many things. I wasn’t the smartest kid in the playground, you know?”

“What?” It’s impossible to imagine this wannabe hulk as a clumsy cute kid.

“Yep. Straight up f*****g dumb.” Vhid was crackling with laughter shaking me in the process “This one time, I really wanted to impress this other kid with my ice skating skill.” he pointed to the big scar that crossed his forehead and split his brow in half. ”I ran straight into a Pine tree. A couple of months later, decided to steal some fruit from the neighbor farm…”he pointed to his lip and some of smaller scars on his chest, arms and legs. At this pointing we were both siting and laughing. “Managed to tangle my stupid self in the barbed wire fence.” I made a hiss sound. “Yeah, that wasn’t pretty, they spend almost three f*****g hours to untangle me from that piece of shit.” He gave me a hard stare. In a swift he rolled over me, pinning my arms above my head. “Are ya laughing at my tragedy Shorty?”

“ Sorry not sorry!” the look in his face just made me laugh louder and snort a few times.

“That is not a very Lady-like way to laugh.” Vidh was kissing my neck slowly trying to control his own laugh.

“ Oh, I am no Lady Mr. Errdegahr.” I bit his earlobe.” Is there a problem ‘bout that?”

“Hell to the f**k no. Who gives a damn about good manners.” holding my arms captive with just one big and strong hand, Vhid kissed me slowly and calmly, countering everything else he was doing. His free hand was exploring every inch it could reach. Using the need to catch some air, he leaves a trail of small bites on my neck. Trying to keep some sanity I suppressed a moan.” Are you challenging me Shorty?” he was talking in my ear, making me shiver; All I could do was arch my back desperately for more of his powerful touch. “You better keep this in mind short: Yours moans;” he bite my ear lobe making me gasp;”Your Mouth.” he kissed me possessively; ” Your pleasure;” he positioned himself at my ready and welcoming entrance.” All off you Mila” Vhid eyes were locked in mines; and with a torturing slow pace, inch by inch, he buried himself deep inside me.”Belongs to me.”

I found no words to deny his affirmation in the frenezy state I was at. Inside every touch, with every trust, between every mind-blowing orgasm, there was a vow, a promise and the undeniable truth. My rational side was screaming that I was going to regret it.That let this unknown man claim possession of me was bound to be a problem, but I was too far lost in his arms to argue. Maybe another day I will express my options about it, but for now. I just want more of him. I need more. For now, I am his to claim.