She was all over him as they entered his house again. Her hands went fast to his pants, opening the top button. He had to slow her down somehow so he grabbed her and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him while he carried her into the bedroom.

He put her down on the bed and started to undress her while kissing every part of her body. When she was finally naked, he laid down next to her. He started kissing her and let his hand wander down her body. She wasn't about to wait that long. Her hands went straight for his jeans again and he pushed them away with a little chuckle. She tried again with same result.

"Serious woman, do I have to tie you down?" He asked and chuckled again.
"But I want you," she pleaded.
"And you'll get me but I'm not gonna let you run the show again," he said.

His words didn't matter. She tried reaching towards his jeans again. He grabbed her wrists and placed them on top of her head, holding them together with one hand while the other moved down her body again. She tried getting free but he was way stronger.

"Please stop," she whispered but her words got drowned by her own moaning the second he started playing with her with his fingers.

He knew exactly what he was doing. Two of his fingers went inside her, sliding in and out, while his thumb were playing with her clit. He leaned in to kiss and bite her neck which clearly was a soft spot for her.

She felt so confused. She didn't like him holding her down like that, taking all control away from her, but at the same time she loved what he was doing to her, making her moan, making her cum. He sank his teeth into her neck as she screamed out her orgasm.

She opened her eyes to his smiling face. He let go off her wrists and got out of bed to take his clothes off. She got up to her knees and watched him. He crawled back down in bed and kissed her. She tried pushing him down on his back but he wouldn't have it.

"Just let me," she whispered.
"You need to learn to give up control," he said.
"I just did moments ago. Let me take some of it back," she said.
"No," he said, grabbed her around her waist and quickly pushed her down on her back.

Before she could get back up, he was on top of her, kissing her again. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed her crotch upwards, trying to make him enter her.

"Relax, we got all night," he said.

She felt frustrated. He seemed to find it amusing to tease her.

"Either you fuck me or I'm going home," she said.

He chuckled and finally pushed himself inside her. She scratched her nails down his back, rolled her hips to meet his movements, still trying to control things from underneath him. He once again grabbed her wrists and held them down over her head. Again she felt confused about the situation. She wanted him and she loved what he did to her but she really didn't like being held down like that. It felt wrong.

"Please stop," she whispered again.

He didn't hear her over his own moans and he kept at it. She tried wriggling her wrists free from his grib but he just held on tighter. She felt the tears wanting to get out. She knew she just had to speak up, shout out the word "stop" and he would get it. He would understand. He would stop. She was silent. The word just wouldn't leave her lips. Instead she did everything in her power to keep the tears inside and not show him that she wasn't in a good place right now.

She felt a stone drop from her heart as he finally came and let go of her wrists. He kissed her cheek and rolled down from her. She was fast at her feet, starting to get dressed.

"Wow, I feel kind of used if you're in that much of a hurry to get out," he said.

She had her back to him while getting dressed. She didn't dare to look at him. She knew she couldn't hide the tears for long if he looked at her with those soft eyes.

"I just really gotta go," she said.
"No, you don't. You want to go. That's a different story," he said.
"Fine, I want to go," she said.
"Is it always gonna be this way with you?" He asked and sighed.
"Yes," she answered.

He didn't say anything for a few seconds. Instead he suddenly started singing when he opened his mouth again, taking her by complete surprise.

Now that it's over
I just wanna hold her
I'd give up all the world to see
That little piece of heaven looking back at me
Now that it's over
I just wanna hold her
I've gotta live with the choices I made
And I can't live with myself today

She couldn't hold the tears back any longer. They ran down silently. She didn't hear him get out of bed and walk over to her.

"Why are you crying?" He suddenly asked.
"Ehm... No reason. Just a beautiful song," she answered and wiped her face with the back of her hand.

He wrapped his arms around her but she pulled free.

"Don't touch me!" She hissed and stormed out of the room.

He heard the front door slam two seconds later. He had no idea what had just happened. How did everything just go downhill so fast?