A/N- Hi there. This is my first TMI vic, and I'm not sure, but I don't thinks it's doing too bad! I suppose you'll be the judges of that! Anyway, I am part of a community called "Dark corners" It's all dark M rated stuff, I think that if you like my story, than you'll like the ones in the community, it's run by LordOfTheOverworld, who's really nice! If you want to add anything to the archive, just PM her, and she'll most likely invite you without question! It would mean a lot to us both, and the other staff! Oh, and just a tip (This got me the first time) When you click on it, make sure you choose all rated stories, coz otherwise it won't show them... Ok, enjoy this short chapter, I look forward to reading your reviews!
I watch as she wakes up, her eyes flickering light a weak light bulb. I've tied her to a steel bed, there are handcuffs on her wrists, attaching her to the poles. She's finished stirring, and her eyes have snapped open, the green orbs finding mine in the dull light.
"Jonathan? What's going on, where am I?" she looks around, but there is nothing interesting to see in here, only a few wardrobes and a desk. There are two doors, one leading to the bathroom, the other leading out to the hall. I have brought her to my house, the one she thought had made disappear, this is her old room.
"I have brought you home, Clarissa. You are mine now." I say slowly, so she can hear every word.
"Jonathan, I thought...I thought you had stopped this stupidity, that you had moved on." She says pitifully. I laugh coldly.
"As if I'd give up on you , Clarissa. As if I'm unsure of your love for me. You do amuse me, my love-"
"Don't call me that!" She cuts me off rudely. "I'm not your anything!" I scowl, annoyed by her sudden outburst. Move closer and lean down to her. My hand whispers over her moist skin, while she glares up at me, anger and hatred fuming in her eyes.
"Now now, Clarissa. Mustn't be too feisty. I might just snap, myself." She whimpers as my hand runs down her chest, squeezing as it goes. I smile slowly, my eyes glinting with the joy of touching her.
"It's been too long since we touched, hasn't t? We should touch again..." My fingers have found the waist band of her jeans, and I glance up at her sweaty, strained face. She knows what's coming, she knows what thoughts run through my mind, thoughts of naked, hot touches and kisses, and hands running over warm skin.
I ease my fingers under the hem of her knickers, under her jeans. She is so warm there, so tempting. I crouch by her bed, so my head is level with her body. My free hand begins lifting her top, exposing her quivering stomach. I kiss her hot skin, breathing in her scent, while moving her top over her breasts, giving me a full view of what's in store.
My other hand had found what it's looking for, and I give a sharp tug to her hair, making her whimper even more. I cup her warmth, my eyes skirting over her body, to her face, which is screwed up, eyes closed. She's probably trying her best to pretend I am Jace.
I dig one finger through her entrance, making her gasp. I grin, pushing another one in. She is so wet, so warm and addictive, it makes me want to scream, but I don't I just push three fingers in and out of her body, the sound of my work audible in the large, other-wise silent room. It sounds wet and hot, it sounds like things I need to take farther. I want to be inside her properly, I want my hardened length to move through her warmth. I look up to find she is crying, and this just makes me want to quicken the pace, which I do. Her body has disobeyed her mind, and she cums over my hand. I grin up at her wet face, her eyes are now open. She is pale and sad looking. I pull my fingers out, wiping them on the bedclothes.
I trail my tongue over her shaking stomach, and move it over her breasts. She hasn't got a bra on, but I didn't take it off, she didn't come with one. I kiss her lips harshly, moving mine against hers with rough force. My fingers are in her hair, and I plunge my tough through her teeth, moving it in her mouth with a sever motion. I will not take her tonight, I want to save that for when she has her hands free, and is able to play it as rough as I can...well, almost as rough.
A/N- Read the AN at the top, it's very important!