I want to wish everyone a Happy Easter. Sorry that it took so long to update. I went through a little wrtters block on this story and I think I have broken through it.
A special thanks to my Beta Vikinglass25.
Eric carried me into the house and down to his secret lair, into his bedroom and sat me down on the bed.
He told me not to move from my spot and that he was going to get some clothes for me to put on.
I guess he is laying it on thick how much I could be pampered if I just gave in to him and claimed him as mine. Not that I'm not enjoying myself, I just doubt that he could continue this level of pampering once or if I ended up staying with him.
I want to get back to my life. Living here hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be but I still miss my friends and working.
Bill still needs to be found so then I can decide which one I want to be with. I know Eric will not make it easy for me leave him, if I choose to stay with Bill. Eric is used to getting his way and I wonder just how far he would go to achieve keeping me.
Eric walks back in and lays down some blue jeans, green tee shirt, green bra and thong. I guess he wants me to wear green today...I think with a laugh. He also brought in matching green flip flops.
He asks me to stand up and proceeds to touch me all over as he slips my clothes into place. It was almost like he wanted to me to say I wouldn't leave and please take my body.
It was a good try and I can't say I'm not fired up but it is time to get out of here.
I slip on the flip-flops and tell him I'm ready to go.
Eric reaches into his safe and hands me my purse, cell phone and house keys. My car keys were missing and I gave him a strange look.
"Where are my car keys?"
"I needed them, so I could have some work done on your car." he said with a smirk.
With that smirk on his face, I'm afraid to see what work he had done to it.
He shocks me and picks me up and carries me out of the house and into his car.
I have butterflies in my stomach and I'm so excited to be finally going home.
"Lover. I love feeling your emotions right now. You are so excited, it makes me want to pull over, place your naked body on the hood and fuck you!"
"Eric!!!"
He just laughed and squeezed my hand. He took a finger and ticked my palm. Electricity went straight to my core and I could feel lust coming over me. He is so not playing fair tonight.
We are almost there and as we get to my driveway, I can see that there is a new asphalt road leading to my house. On the both sides of the asphalt are rows and rows of all color of pink roses.
I scream out "Oh!"
The house is now in view and I can see that I have a new porch, swing and the front of my house looks the same as before but almost like it wasn't. Flowers everywhere and they are so pretty.
Everything was newly painted and almost sparkled. I also noticed that there was a 3 car garage on the side of my house that was designed to match my house.
One of the garage doors was open and I didn't see my car but something shiny and black.
I knew when my keys were missing, Eric had done something to it.
"Where is my car Eric?"
"It was unfix-able and it was replaced. Why don't you go see your new car."
I get out of the car and walk to my new garage. Inside was a new black Altima. Damn it is so pretty and I can feel tears are falling out of my eyes.
"Lover. If you do not like this car, I can always get you something else."
"It isn't that. I love it but you shouldn't have bought me a car. Mine was fine."
"Your rat trap of a car was about to fall apart on you and no woman of mine will be caught dead in that car."
I want to argue with him but I just can't muster up the words.
Eric hands me what he says is a key and tells me to press the unlock door button. He says that to start the car, you have to pressing the brake and press a button for it to start. This is just too damn cool.
I get in the car and start it. I notice that it has gray leather seats and Bose radio system. OMG!! This is unreal.
"Why don't you take it out for a spin lover."
I couldn't resist and I shut the door and I reversed out of the garage. I left Eric standing there and drove around town for about 20 minutes. This car feels like I'm in a space ship and it is almost like it has no wheels and I'm flying.
I drove back into the yard and Eric opens my door and helps me out. He kisses me and asks me what I think.
"I love it Eric but you still shouldn't have. If I end up going back to Bill, I will give it back to you."
"Lover it is yours. You know you will never leave me, so stop talking like you think you could. We both know that you are mine and I will never let you go.
"You don't own me! I'm tired of hearing you tell me that I do not have a choice, because dammit, I do have a choice."
"I know that it makes you feel more in control of your life by thinking you do have a choice and I will try to give you the illusion that you do but you will soon understand that you do not have a choice. You belong to me and there is no way I will EVER give you up. Especially not to Compton."
"You are making me so angry, Eric!"
"I'm sorry if the truth distresses you as much as it does but soon you will revel in the feeling of being mine."
"If I do fall for you, other than just sex and maybe I do come to love you, that gives you more power to hurt me. I will not give you more power to hurt me. You will let me go anyway when I am no longer a challenge."
"You think that after all these years on earth that I don't know the difference between a right now girl and keeper? I can assure you, you are like no other and I will never become bored with you. You my dear, are stuck with me and you will love me, so stop fighting it."
"I don't want to talk about this anymore tonight Eric. Can you just leave? I want to take a bath and I don't want to look at you anymore tonight."
"No can do. I still need to show you the inside, my daytime resting spot and then I will take a bath with you."
His words are pissing me off and I turn away from him and walk to the front door and unlock it. I enter into the living room and everything is different. Everything has been replaced except for a few items of my gran's that he thought I would still want out. How did he know what I would keep if I ever replaced anything? It is almost creepy how well he knows my taste.
He has decorated my house to suit my taste and he know that pink is that color. How did he find carpet in a light pink color. The couch is a little darker pink and the tables are black lacquer and there is a 52 inch plasma tv. I know what size it is because the sticker is still on the tv.
I can feel Eric is at my back and taking in my emotions. I walk into the kitchen and there is floor is pink tile, silver appliances and black counter tops. Even the fridge is pink. How does he find these things in my color?
Eric says, "Come on lover, let's look at your bedroom."
I just know that it is going to be something like these 2 rooms. He knows pink is a love of mine and he has gone all out to make me love it.
I climb the stairs and open up my bedroom door. I'm in utter shock and my mouth is hanging open in awe. More of the same is right and so much better than I thought.
He had my bed replaced with modern style. The frame was black and the bedspread was satin and in pink. All kinds of pillows on top of it and it stood so high off the ground, that I wondered if I would need a step ladder is get on it.
All the side furniture was in the same style as the bed frame.
Now I have to see what he did with my bathroom.
OMG! It is almost like the bathroom in Eric's house. He made me a smaller replica of it and it even had the same shower, bathtub and vanity area with my makeup.
I don't want to be happy about this but I can't seem to help myself from crying and laughing. It is not fair that he could make me feel this good. He is not supposed to do this. How am I going to stay strong when he has taken over my life.
Eric can feel my turmoil and pulls me back against his chest and wraps his arms around my stomach and kisses my neck.
"Do you like it lover?"
"I love it Eric but it is no longer my house. You have recreated it, just like you want to recreate me. It is too much for me and I should not like it. I don't want to like it. I want to hate you. Why can't I hate you?" and I started crying harder.
"It's not that bad darling. You deserve to live like a queen. Compton didn't know what you need. He didn't even try to help you out like a significant other is supposed to. He let you struggle and he could have changed that for you but he didn't. Now he has been replaced and I take my role as provider seriously"
"He knew I wouldn't want to feel like a kept woman, you just don't care if I feel like one."
"You are my woman and as such, you will always be provided for. Let me show you my new area."
He picked me up and walked us back to the living room, to where a new large bookcase resided. He flipped a lever that opened up a place in the wall that he could put his thumb on. The bookcase popped open to a set of stairs. He carried me down the stairs and it looked a lot like Eric lair area at his house. It must travel the whole under space of my house and maybe more.
How did he get all of this done in a week? He walked me into the bedroom and sat me down in a chair. He went into the bathroom and I could hear water flowing. The scent of vanilla drifted out to me.
He walked back in and reached for my hand. I know I can't fight him tonight and I give in and let his lead me to the bathroom. It is styled in a manly fashion and it looks the same as mine but the main color is black with some blue.
He starts to undress me while kissing me into submission. I'm burning up with the passion it seems only he can bring out in me. I would have never know Bill was not a great lover, until he showed me. He knows just what to do to make me his willing sex slave.
I stop kissing him and step into the tub. The water feels so good and I sigh out in pleasure. Eric steps in behind me and sits down taking me with him. I lean back into him and try to relax. He starts massaging my shoulders first and then all over my body.
I am so relaxed I could go to sleep.
He places one hand on my breast and one on my clit. I can feel how hard he is for me and I moan out.
He kisses my neck and bites down. He is moaning out in pleasure and caressing me harder. He licks my wounds closed and turns me around to straddle him. He is kissing me and moving my lower body around on his cock.
When I can't take it anymore, I lift myself up and impale myself on him. I'm riding him as fast as I can. My passion for his body seems to increase more every day. It is almost like I don't feel complete anymore unless he is inside of me. I'm so fucked!!! I think I am addicted and he is my drug. Can I ever walk away?
Eric is helping me ride him harder and kissing me just as hard. I need to breathe but I can't seem to take the time to take a breath. He is leaning me into him and the friction is right on my clit. I'm about to come and I scream out my release into his mouth.
He is not done with me yet and puts both hands on my hips and the force of his pounding is building me up again. This time we both come at the same time and I collapse on his chest.
Eric lifts me off of him and stands up with me leaning on him as he reaches for a towel to dry us off.
He carries me into the bedroom and moves the covers down and lays me down. He gets in on the other side and spoons my body.
He says, "Sleep my dear. You will understand all tomorrow and you will never want to part from me."
I mumble back, "I don't want to talk about it anymore, I just want to sleep. Just hold me and shut up already."
I can hear him laugh as I fall into slumber.