Erica
“Go to hell and stay there.”
“Gladly. But don’t forget what I said last time.” I didn’t. And his words came back to me now with a rush as he repeated them for me. “And I will take you with me.” He drank the rest of the scotch and the empty glass clinked with the remaining ice in them. He met my gaze when he felt me watching and he said, “Do you want to use your safeword, because I am not done yet.”
“Do your worst.”
He crouched a little, but didn't get on his knees as he said, “Tell you what... If you use your safeword now, I’ll put you to bed and leave you alone.” I shook my head even before he was finished. The problem was I didn't want him to leave me alone. I didn't want to take the chance, what if the darkness returned with his absence. I would prefer him and his punishments
