Page 16 of Sleigh My Name
“I want you, Liam. I want you very much. The only reason I can even contemplate sex like that with you is because I know I’m safe.” She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling. “I want you to fuck me like you hate me, Liam. I-I want you to fuck me like I’m a worthless piece of meat.”
I frame her face with my hands, my thumbs gently caressing her cheekbones. My fingers spread across her temples, anchoring her as I lower my head and press my lips to hers. This time, the kiss is consuming. I unleash all my emotions so she knows she’s my entire world. I pour all my feelings into this kiss, creating avibrant canvas. I want her to know that she’s every sunset and sunrise.
Her lips part for me as our tongues dance to a rhythm only the two of us understand, a secret language whispered in the silent space between us. The world fades away, leaving only the electric current that surges between us, a bond forged in the sweet fire of our love.
“I love you, Charley. Remember that and never hesitate to use your safe word.” I curl my hand under her head and fist her hair, yanking her up from the bed. “Now, get on your stomach and lift your worthless ass in the air.”
She doesn’t move. She just lies there staring at me.
“What’s wrong?”
A smile plays on her lips. “I thought you were going to make me. I have fantasies, Liam. So when I say no, you need to remember that I don’t mean it.”
Jesus Christ.
“You’ll… pretend you don’t want it?”
Charley nods. “Yes. I want it to hurt.”
“Baby,” I breathe, sucking in breaths to control my emotions. “Okay, but I don’t have condoms. I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone for over a year, and I’ve been tested.”
“I’m on the pill, and I haven’t been with anyone in years. It’s kind of hard to get out when you’re raising a kid by yourself.”
“Okay, but remember, I love you.”
Charley smiles. “I know. It’ll be okay. Please don’t worry.”
Without a word, I yank her head and force her onto her stomach. “Get that worthless ass up in the air or I swear I will shove a baseball bat in your ass and tear it apart.”
CHAPTER 8
Charley
My stomach flipswith anticipation as I raise my ass in the air.
“Spread your ass cheeks for me,” Liam demands. “I want to examine my holes.”
“No.”
Liam grips my hair and brutally tugs. My roots scream in protest as a searing pain shoots through my scalp. The fear comes with a wild wave of exhilaration, and relief washes over me. Bliss and misery take hold. It’s like burning in a wildfire and floating in the bluest ocean.
Liam drags two fingers between my wet, swollen pussy lips before thrusting two fingers inside me. “Look at you, whore. Look how wet you are. A pathetic slut begging to be fucked.”
“No, please. I don’t want this.”
Liam freezes.
I understand how difficult this must be for him. It’s not every day that someone asks you to pretend to participate in a sexy scene that demands the utmost vulnerability and trust.
My stomach churns with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. I know what I’m doing. I know I like rough sex. It’s been at the forefront of my mind for a long time, a primal urge that whispers to me.
Still, the last time I approached it with a man, it went horribly wrong. It went from fun and kinky to mortifying and soul-destroying. The memory still sends a shiver down my spine; a stark reminder of the unexpected turn games can take when you don’t play them with the right person.
But this is Liam. I know he’d never judge or diminish me. He respects me. Even with our history and the pain I caused, Liam Evans cherishes me. He’s a good man. He has honor and integrity.
“It’s okay, Liam. We’re just playing,” I say softly, seeing the doubts shadowing his eyes.
“Can you say something other than ‘no’ for now? Hearing you say it makes me feel like a piece of shit. Maybe that’s something we can work up to. I can fuck you hard, but hearing you say ‘no’ makes me uncomfortable.” He lets out a small chuckle. “Guess I’m activating a safe word.”
