"I will, Kitten. I want to take you to the club." He says and this happiness sets in low in my stomach."I want to go." I agree."The club is open twenty-four seven." He tells me and I nod. "We can go later, make a night of it." He suggests."Okay." I agree. He kisses my forehead."I don't want to leave you." He whispers and I am confused with what he means. "I have to go back to work tomorrow." He explains and I look down fidgeting with my hands."I don't like when you leave." I whisper."I know, Kitten." He kisses me and I moan feeling this fire in my chest, making me come alive. He pulls away and I feel his fingers in my folds, I moan putting my head into his shoulder. "So wet baby." He whispers, he flicks my clit."Micah." I cry out and he smirks at me."You're not getting my dick." He whispers putting his mouth against my neck, and I whine feeling him thrust them into me. "Not until tonight." He finishes and I put my hands on his shoulders."I need to..." I whimper, and he leans
"If I'm yours I don't want to dance at the club anymore." I tell him and he tightens his hold on me."You don't have to stop doing what you love baby." He tells me and I shake my head."I can dance here. I don't want to dance if I'm with you." I try to explain."I don't want you to think that being with me means you have to stop dancing." He whispers."I don't think of it that way, I think of it as I found the one person, I want to see me like that." I explain and he smirks."If you're happy with it." He speaks and I nod."I'm more than happy with it." I quip. "I thought I can get a job at the diner me and Grace always eat at." I inform him and he arches a brow."What's the name of it?" He asks and I tilt my head."The one on the corner of this street. Ivy's." I mention and he nods."I don't own that one." He mutters and I smirk."I'm not working for you." I scold and he smirks."I knew you wouldn't want that which is why I was asking, Kitten." He chuckles. "I own ten of those, and tw
"I want you." She whispers and I kiss her neck."I know, baby." I mutter, I pull out of her and thrust back in."You feel so good." Her head rolls back and I get a good look at the mark groaning."Fuck." I groan, I start thrusting in and out of her slowly, feeling this fire in me. "Did you touch yourself?" I ask and she shakes her head."No." She answers and I smirk."Good girl." I coo, I know most people don't like when they're partners don't want them to touch themselves. I want my sub to use me when I'm available, I want to satisfy my Kitten, I don't mind when I'm not around for her to get off however she wants. "What do you want me to do?" I ask for her reward."I don't want my reward now." She answers and I keep thrusting in and out of her, she clenches."Fuck, Kitten." I groan against her neck."I just want you." She gasps against me, I start thrusting harder into her and she moans, I bite into her neck hard and she gasps. "Harder." She begs, and I clench my teeth harder moving
"Turn over." She whispers and I turn over onto my back, she straddles my hips. I look in her hand and see a knife, I see the whip on her other side, she starts kissing my neck. I start hurting more my cock trying to react to her, I put my hands on her thighs and she sucks my neck hard."Damn, Kitten." I groan. I feel the knife slide across my skin, on my chest and I whine lightly. "Please." I feel the pain deepen and it makes my head go into a daze when I feel her start to lick over the wound. I close my eyes letting my body succumb to her."You'll get what you want." She whispers, and I feel my whole-body tingle lightly, I feel the blade once more just above the previous one."Fuck, baby." I clench my fists in the sheets, she does the same thing to that wound making me go insane. I want to feel her clench around my cock, I want to watch her eyes as she falls into pleasure, I want her. Those thoughts make me hurt more. "I want you." I whine, and she smirks against my neck. I feel her
I've killed eight men today, eight. I feel exhausted, they were all snitching I had to do something, and I certainly can't undo a switch. So, I killed them all, they were going to snitch to my competitors, and swap sides. My competitors think I'm peddling drugs and the whole nine but really, it's counterfeit money through businesses I own and help women. They want to know how I've been doing it, and I got a call where Knuckles told me I was losing their loyalty and they didn't show up for their deals for the week, they had to go."Boss, go home." Knuckles orders and I turn to him drenched in blood. "I can see the toll this is taking; laundry service is coming." He quips and I nod."Thank you." I mutter to nobody, dropping the blade in my hand hearing as it hits the floor, I turn look at the guy with the slit throat, his eyes open and I blink reminding myself I had to. I turn around brushing past him out the door."Don't come in tomorrow." I hear that voice and I smile turning around.
I feel myself being moved and I stir slightly, I feel his hold on me tighten before I open my eyes."I didn't mean to wake you, Kitten." He whispers and I shake my head."It's okay." I whisper."I hate to do this but I have to leave I have a couple issues to sort out." He says laying me down on the bed."I understand." I look up at him he runs his hand through my hair slowly."I'm sorry, Kitten." He looks in my eyes and I catch a bit of guilt there."Don't be, Micah." I sit up and he kisses me, slowly. I wrap my arms around him feeling my whole-body light up slowly and he pulls away licking his lips."When I get back, I want you to present for me Kitten." He orders and I nod."Yes, Master." I answer and he smirks."Keep wearing that collar Kitten it looks gorgeous on you." He says walking out of the door. I roll over and let the warmness of the bed pull me into a deep sleep.Sometime later I feel a weight on the bed and I roll over, I open my eyes and sit up. I startle when I see Grac