Only His

Chapter Four - Not done with her yet

Jayce P.O.V

I knew telling her to go would be the best for both of us, but I can’t. I wanted her in ways I shouldn’t want her; in a way, I have never wanted any other person. She was too, how can I put it? Disobedient? I am sure there is a better word to describe it, but that’s all I can come up with. I usually go for people who will happily do as I tell them, I am a dominant man, and well she doesn’t exactly seem the submissive type to me. That didn’t stop me wanting to throw her down and f**k her right now but I can’t, well actually I probably could if I worked hard enough because she wants me. It’s been a while since I have had a virgin, they are too complicated, they cling on to easy after it, something I cannot be doing with, but she was different. She may never have had s*x, but she had a dirty mind and mouth, I like that. She knows how to get under my skin. She kept still against the wall I previously pushed her against, looking at me wide-eyed and breathing heavily.

“Maybe I should go before I do something stupid.” Freya finally said after a moment of silence between us.

“Like what?” I said, trying not to smirk; I obviously knew fine well what, just wanted to see if she would say it.

“Jayce you know what?” She said softly.

“Tell me?” I said, stepping back into her.

I moved my hand in closer, running my thumb down over her cheek, down her neck and then her arm. I hear her swallow hard, her entire body responding to my touch, pressing her thighs together. She looked at me, that familiar look in her eyes from the bar, the innocent look and she shook her head.

 I wanted to see how far I could push her without her feeling any pressure from me. I am not that sort of man to pressure women; they are always willing and keen when it comes to me. I think it’s the Irish thing that does it. I can charm the panties off many women quite frankly. I placed a hand on her hip, reaching in and pressed my lips against the soft skin of her neck. Freya whimpered loudly, her knees becoming weak. I gently nibbled and sucked along her neck, making a small cry fall from her lips.

“Tell me?” I growled in her ear sternly, making her shudder and grip onto my arm.

“Because if I don’t leave, I will end up f*****g you.” She eventually managed to breathe out.

“Do you want me that much Freya?” I purred in her ear.

“Yes, and I shouldn’t.”  She said.

I pulled my lips away from her neck to look at her.

“Why?” I asked smirking.

“Cos you said it yourself your trouble for me.” She said, repeating my words I previously stated to her.

“Then leave,” I said.

She looked at me, and I could see she was fighting with her own head whether she should stay or go?

“But you don’t want to leave, do you?” I asked.

“I don’t know what I want anymore.” She stuttered out.

I pressed myself against her, placing my finger on her chin and making her look at me.

“Yes, you do. You want me, an idea that excites you yet scares you, doesn’t it?” I asked Freya nodded agreeing with me.

I watch as her eyes go from my eyes to my lips, licking her own. She wanted to kiss me. I don’t think she understands if she kisses me, then she is going to become completely weak to me. My kiss has that effect on women. I wanted to see if she would have the guts to kiss me first. The confident girl she was twenty minutes ago has seemed to disappear; she was back to being weak around me. Thank God because when she was that way, she took all control. I had to keep myself together; something I do not like or need is losing my power. I ran my fingers through her hair before cupping her cheek in my hand. I feel her face heat against my hand.

“Jayce what are you doing?” She breathed out, her voice shaky.

“What you want me to do,” I said smirking.

She went to speak again; I never gave her a chance. I pressed my lips roughly into hers, and as soon as mine touched hers, she moaned loudly, her legs nearly giving way below her, just how I like it, making woman entirely at my mercy and weak to their knees. I slid my hands down her body, placing them on her waist.

 Freya wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, eventually kissing me back and the last thing I expected to happen, happened. I felt myself go weak under her kiss, grunting loudly as Freya fingers wrapped in my hair, tugging it roughly. She gentle nipped my lower lip, making me hiss and part my lips, Freya forcing her tongue into my mouth, nudging my own. No that is not happening, she is not taking control of this kiss, and she has had enough power tonight.

I took her wrists in my hands, pulling them away from my hair, pinning them firmly above her against the wall. I held them in place with one hand, using my free hand to run down her body, onto her thigh, grabbing it and wrapping it around my hip, pushing myself into her. Freya groaned against my lips when she felt my arousal against her. I let go of her hands, grabbing her ass, lifting her, so both legs were around my hips as I held her up and against the wall. She rolled her hips into me, making a loud throaty grunt fall from my lips and my c**k twitch. Damn woman, she has got me again.

Our lips detached after what felt like a long time, both struggling to breathe. I was panting, and she was panting. You would think we had just f****d for hours by how out of breath we both were.

“We should stop.” Freya breathed out hesitantly.

I nodded when really that is not what I wanted to do at all, but that was her choice. I put her feet back on the ground, pulling myself together and walked away, grabbing a drink and sitting back km the sofa. Freya stayed in place against the wall, her breathing heavy and her body still.

“Maybe I should go.” She said.

“Or maybe you should stay. I know you want to; you know you want too.” I shrugged pretending either way never bothered when I wanted her to stay, no actually I wanted to f**k her brains out, but she was not going to let me do that.

“No, I am gonna go to save my sanity.” She laughed.

Freya came over, grabbing her things. As she did, I reached for my wallet, pulling a business card out.

“You change your mind about coming back or getting f****d give me a call,” I said.

“You are such a perv Jayce.” She said, rolling her eyes but still took it from me anyway.

“I know, but you love it. You will come back to me; they always do. But I will see you around here for another week until my new apartment is finished being renovated.” I said.

“Glad you think so. Have a nice life.” She laughed, walking out.

As soon as she closed the door I groaned in frustration and annoyance, I wanted her to stay, but I couldn’t let her know how keen I was. I was not done with her yet.