I do not own FSOG!
Only thing I own is Adam Wills and Olivia Wills
and Phillip Wills and Samantha Owens
A/N Hope you liked the lemon for the last chapter. It was my first and I felt kind of awkward doing it.
Ch 7: Friends or More?

Shit I had sex with Christian and I liked it. What do I do? He isn't in bed so that means he is probably waiting for me to wake up. I am flipping the fuck out right now. I gather my clothes and I am trying to find my pabties, but I can't find them. I go to the bathroom and look at myself and I look awful. My hair seems fine because the waves loosened but you can tell I had a busy night, but my makeup is scary and I have hickies meaning plural. I also have bruises on my hip, thighs and arm. He went all out last night with the dom personality. He might be a sadist because that was rough sex.

I clean my face and make myself look at least somewhat presentable. Hopefully he hasn't seen any of my cuts because they are in my inner thigh and arm. I put my dress and and go commando because my panties are nowhere to be seen. I walk out and I hear him talking to someone.

"You can't be here Carmen." He sounds mad and his voice sounds very harsh and business like.

"But sir the contracts says that I should be here friday afternoon until sunday night." Why did she just call him sir? Maybe he is a dom. I have met those kind of couples and I find that pretty weird. Answering to someone all the time and not having your own say. I am not that person to answers to people. I am the one who gives orders. I have drabbled in the art of BDSM, but Devon said I can be to harsh. Pain is good once in awhile but not all the time. Maybe he has issues. Whenever I looked into his eyes he always seemed sad and mad, I like mystery.

"Go to your room then and don't come out until I say so. I have someone here and I don't want them to see you. Do you understand?" God he sounds like a dick, but his voice is really hot.

"Yes sir, but may I ask you a question?" She sounds really scared

"Of course you can."
"Did you sleep with her sir?"

Why the hell would she want to know if I had sex with Christian? It was only one night. And he is in a relationship so I am basically the other women. Damn, I am a whore.

"It is none of your business and go to your room before she comes out or I will punish you in the playroom."

The fuck? He has his own room? He must be one kinky son of a bitch.

I come out of his room and I get a good look at this girl. She is petite and pretty. Long brown hair and blue eyes. She looks at me and then turns her head down and he looks at me.

"Good you're awake. Let's go get breakfast." Is he kidding me? I am not even dressed, well I am, but I am wearing my dress from last night and most of the hickies on my neck are visible.

"I was actually gonna go. It is already 12 and I have stuff to do and I am not dressed for breakfast." His lips go into a thin line. He maybe not used to the word no and neither am I. I don't liked to be forced to do anything I don't want to do.

"Nonsense we can go get you clothes. I want to talk to you." He says rather harshly. Bitch please if I don't want to go then I don't want to go.

"I don't want to go to breakfast Christian. I am not dressed. We can go to lunch. And also you seem rather busy with your friend." I say back to him. I never back down from a fight and I won't start now. I barely know this man and I had sex with him already.

"Carmen can you go to your room right now. I need to have a conversation with ." He says while we are having our stare down. Brown against grey. Who will win?

"Yes sir, nice meeting you ." She says timidly
"You to Carmen. Have a nice day." I say without looking at her even though she is taller than me by 4 inches. She walks away, but I don't break eye contact from him.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I slept fine. thank you very much. I had a busy night. Have you seen my underwear by any chance. I can't find them in your room." He smirks at me but doesn't answer. Well fuck you.

"I don't know where they are, but if I find then I will call you."
His apartment look clean and classy. Very modern. I like it very much. If I had an apartment like this then I would design it like this.

"I like your place. Very modern and chic. Even for a man."
He doesn't seemed shocked at my comment he just shrugs.

"You know I don't do the vanilla thing." No shit sherlock. You were very commanding in bed so I assumed you were into BDSM and you had a girl who kept calling you sir.

"Oh, well I had fun last. I should probably go." As I leave he says something that surprises me.

"You're my first you know. My first vanilla. I am into BDSM, but with you I saw more and even though I am 22 I want to try with you. I am a good judgement of character and I barely even know you, but I know I want you." Whoa. I did not see that coming. Even though I barely know him I have this feeling that I need to be with him. Last night was probably one of the best nights I have had and that is including my time with Devon. But no one can compare to him though. He will always be my first.

"I am a dangerous person Christian. I may not seem like it, but I am. I have secrets that the strongest hearts could not have taken. And like you said you barely even know me and you have someone here waiting for you. Go to your girlfriend or sub or whatever she is."

I am starting to feel emotional right now because I have the want for Christian and if I stayed away I wouldn't be able to and I have known him for a day.

"I like your smart mouth too and your determination. Usually I like it when I tell my women what to do. And if they don't do what I say I like to punish." Oh so he is a sadist.

"So you're a sadist because you said you liked to punish."
"I am not a sadist. That is how my lifestyle works I like to conflict pain on others. Let me tell you my past and you will understand."

I sit down on his couch and he tells me his past how his mom was a crackwhore and how he likes to beat girls who look like her. His mothers pimp would beat him and burn him with cigarettes and the scars are visible on his chest and he doesn't like to be touched even though he kept touching me last night and I him. Then his mother died and he was left with her body for a few days and he went to the hospital and was badly malnourished and then Grace took care of him and then adopted him. Then he would get into fights as a teenager and then he got a summer job when he was fifteen and he was working for a woman named Elena Lincoln. From what he has told me I already hate her. She took advantage of a young hormonal teenage boy and started teaching him the ways of bdsm. And he stopped being her sub a year ago and now he is a dom who has had at least 4 subs already. He is still her sub once in awhile but he stopped.
"That is one story, I don't like Elena. She took advantage of you. You were only 15."
"She actually helped me. I got my life back together after I became her sub. She taught me things that has helped me with my anger. I can finally hug someone without feeling awful."

"Oh. Well since you told me your story I will tell you mine."
I tell him my story about Devon and how he died and all that and my depression after he died and all that, but I left my job out.

"He was the love of my life, I was actually pregnant with his baby. I miscarried right after he was killed. I know he would want me to move on. Even though he died less than a year ago. It gets easier everyday. I know I shouldn't cut myself but it is a coping mechanism. And it makes me feel better."

"I am usually not open with people. I care about you even if I have known you for a day, but I want to try with you. It is like this pull that I can't resist and if I stay away I know I won't be able to." That shocks me because that is how I feel.

"I feel the same way, but can we get to know each other. Like can we go on a date and lets see where we go from there. Which I know will work out because I won't be able to stay away even if the date is a disaster."

"Ok lets go out tonight I can make reservations and we can get to know eachother better."
He says with a smile. I can't help, but smile back at him.

"Ok, deal. I am gonna go now and get ready and stuff. Also I hope you end it with her and also thanks for the hickies I look like a cheetah."

"See you tonight Sammie. And I am going to end it now." And with that I leave and can't help, but smile. I need to tell Addy about my night and date and me finally moving on.

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