VII
It was late. Glancing at her watch, Mackenzie couldn't help but roll her eyes at the hour. She turned the key and shut it behind her quietly so as not to disturb the neighbors. Seeing the office light on and the door slightly open, Mackenzie knew that he was waiting for her. Sighing, she swallowed her emotions and rapped the door with her knuckle.
"You called?" she asked as she entered the brightly lit room. The man behind the desk stood slowly and smiled up at her.
"Did you do what I asked?" he raised an eyebrow in question and she nodded once. "Good."
"I've missed you." He told her in a soft, almost caring voice before pulling her into his chest. Mackenzie faltered and grabbed onto his waist to keep from falling. Mistaking the gesture, the man pressed himself into her and kissed her full on the mouth. After a few seconds, Mackenzie realized she had no choice but to participate. Their lips drew apart only when he needed to draw in a gulp of air and Mackenzie tried to ease her way out of his suffocating embrace. "What's the problem?"
"Nothing. I'm just tired." She lowered her eyelids and sighed.
"Well I know a way to wake you up." Scooping her into his arms as if she weighed nothing, he carried her into his bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. Peppering her face and neck with small kisses, he realized that she made no attempt to reciprocate. Grabbing her jaw in his tight grip, he turned her head so that their eyes met. God what is with that green that makes her so damned inviting? Her blank stare did nothing to clue him in on how she felt so he continued to run his hands up her thigh, pushing away the material of her designer dress, until he felt the thin fabric of her underwear.
"Kiss me Mac." He ordered sternly and tightened his grip on her jaw to an almost painful extent. His golden eyes flashed with an anger she had seen too often and she allowed herself a brief moment of fear before complying. Raising her head, she closed her eyes and tried to imagine that she was with anyone else. Her lips touched his briefly, sending a chill down both their spines for two completely different reasons. Parting her lips, Mackenzie nibbled on his lower lip like she knew he liked and nearly gasped when he flipped them over.
"Tell me you want me." He mumbled against her soft, red lips. Pulling away from him slightly, Mackenzie raised herself to his ear and whispered,
"You know I want you." She tried to make herself believe it as he ripped off her underwear and worked feverishly at his pants buckle. She tried to make herself believe that this is what she had signed up for-what she had wanted from the moment she met this man. All the trying in the world never helped as she felt him thrust into her violently for what could have been the tenth time that week. As always, a single tear trailed down Mackenzie's cheek as she contemplated her decisions over the past two years. She knew that even if she lived to be 1,000, she would never regret anything more than meeting Adrian Hail.
I know it's short but I'll be posting again soon. I graduate from high school this Saturday so don't expect an update on Friday or Saturday.
