Nothing Left to Lose
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She sighed happily and ran her hands up my arms, pushing her hands through the bars of the headboard and interlacing our fingers. “Mmm,” she mumbled.
I gripped her hands tightly, afraid to let go. The sad truth was that I wanted her forever, but she just had no idea.
After a few minutes, she raised her head and smiled lazily at me. “That was the most fun I’ve ever had,” she whispered, kissing my mouth.
I grinned; she’d taken the words right out of my mouth. “I’m glad, Baby Girl. Now, can you take these damn cuffs off me so I can wrap my arms around you?” I asked, looking at her longingly. I needed to touch her, hold her, make the most of every second of her before this agreement was over.
She laughed and sat up on me. “Hmm, I’m not sure I want to let you go just yet. Where exactly did you put your camera?” she teased. I looked at her warningly, and she giggled. “Okay, okay. Where are the keys?” She bent down and kissed me, making my world spin faster. I needed to get these cuffs off and hold her, my whole body was aching for that closeness, that reassurance that I wasn’t going to lose her.
“Same drawer where you got the cuffs,” I mumbled against her lips. She climbed off me, looking somewhat reluctant, and went to the drawer. I glanced at the clock, shocked to see that it was quarter to three in the morning, which meant that we’d been at this for over an hour and a half.
She came back with the key, smiling teasingly. “So, what’s it worth, Pretty Boy?”
“Whatever you want.” I’d give her anything she asked for – not that I’d tell her that though because she already ran rings around me.
“How about I have a girls’ night at our place when we get back,” she blurted quickly, a hopeful expression on her face.
I looked at her curiously. She wants some girlfriends over? I don’t mind that. “Sure.” I shrugged. I was getting off easy with that one.
“You’re not allowed to be there. You have to wait next door with Dean and Peter,” she added, grimacing.
“What? No way, that’s not happening!” I said sternly.
Her shoulders slumped with disappointment as she crawled to my side. “Please? Not all night, just for a couple of hours. Maybe a movie and some drinks?” she suggested, pouting and shooting me the face that I had serious issues saying no to.
I swallowed hard, trying not to give in. “Anna, I can’t do that,” I said apologetically praying she wouldn’t keep asking.
She sighed sadly, and my heart sank. I hated telling her no. “Okay, never mind, it was just a thought,” she muttered, reaching out and unlocking my hands.
As soon as I was free, I grabbed her into a hug and rolled to my side, pulling her close to me. I ignored the fact that her naked body fitted perfectly against mine and that her br**sts were pressed tight against my chest. “Please don’t be upset, Baby Girl. I just can’t let that happen,” I whined, feeling awful.
“I know. I shouldn’t have asked. I just wanted to be a normal girl for a change. Don’t worry about it; it was a stupid idea anyway. I knew you wouldn’t go for it,” she shrugged, smiling weakly, but it was a forced smile and I could see the disappointment in her eyes, even though she was trying to disguise it.
I groaned, knowing I shouldn’t allow it but not being able to stand the look on her face. It wasn’t even as if she was asking for the world, it was only a couple of girls. I’d just have to pray her father didn’t hear about it, otherwise I’d be in trouble for neglecting my duties.
“Okay fine,” I agreed. “But not all night,” I added quickly.
Her head snapped up. “Seriously?” A smile crept onto her lips and her eyes widened with excitement.
I grinned; I loved seeing her happy. “Seriously,” I confirmed, nodding and hooking my leg over hers, pulling her closer to me.
She kissed me gratefully. “Thank you so much, Ashton. I really appreciate it, I know you’re gonna hate doing it,” she said, looking a little guilty.
“I know, but it’s worth it to see that look on your face.” I would walk through fire to see that look on her face.
She kissed me again before pulling back and resting her head on my chest. I sighed and ran my hands down her back, relishing in the feel of her naked skin against the pads of my fingers. But a nagging sensation in my bladder had to ruin the moment. “I need to pee. I won’t be long,” I whispered. She nodded and moved off me, curling onto her side. I smiled at her as she started to fall asleep almost immediately; she looked so peaceful and adorable. I sighed happily and pulled on a pair of boxers, heading out to the bathroom.
“Finally, you two are finished,” Nate said, smirking at me. He was still sitting in the exact same spot, playing the same game.
I grinned. “Yeah, she’s a freaking beast,” I replied, laughing quietly at how much that statement just didn’t even begin to describe Anna and what had just happened to me. I ran my fingers through my hair and turned to go to the bathroom.
“Wow, Taylor, she got you a bit there,” Nate called, laughing and nodding at the scratches on my back.
I shrugged. “That was last night.”
He pointed to my hand and frowned. “What the hell happened to your wrists? Those look like handcuff marks!” he stated, frowning. I looked down to see a small red ring around each wrist; it was my own fault from where I was pulling, trying to get my hands out so that I could touch her.
I gripped her hands tightly, afraid to let go. The sad truth was that I wanted her forever, but she just had no idea.
After a few minutes, she raised her head and smiled lazily at me. “That was the most fun I’ve ever had,” she whispered, kissing my mouth.
I grinned; she’d taken the words right out of my mouth. “I’m glad, Baby Girl. Now, can you take these damn cuffs off me so I can wrap my arms around you?” I asked, looking at her longingly. I needed to touch her, hold her, make the most of every second of her before this agreement was over.
She laughed and sat up on me. “Hmm, I’m not sure I want to let you go just yet. Where exactly did you put your camera?” she teased. I looked at her warningly, and she giggled. “Okay, okay. Where are the keys?” She bent down and kissed me, making my world spin faster. I needed to get these cuffs off and hold her, my whole body was aching for that closeness, that reassurance that I wasn’t going to lose her.
“Same drawer where you got the cuffs,” I mumbled against her lips. She climbed off me, looking somewhat reluctant, and went to the drawer. I glanced at the clock, shocked to see that it was quarter to three in the morning, which meant that we’d been at this for over an hour and a half.
She came back with the key, smiling teasingly. “So, what’s it worth, Pretty Boy?”
“Whatever you want.” I’d give her anything she asked for – not that I’d tell her that though because she already ran rings around me.
“How about I have a girls’ night at our place when we get back,” she blurted quickly, a hopeful expression on her face.
I looked at her curiously. She wants some girlfriends over? I don’t mind that. “Sure.” I shrugged. I was getting off easy with that one.
“You’re not allowed to be there. You have to wait next door with Dean and Peter,” she added, grimacing.
“What? No way, that’s not happening!” I said sternly.
Her shoulders slumped with disappointment as she crawled to my side. “Please? Not all night, just for a couple of hours. Maybe a movie and some drinks?” she suggested, pouting and shooting me the face that I had serious issues saying no to.
I swallowed hard, trying not to give in. “Anna, I can’t do that,” I said apologetically praying she wouldn’t keep asking.
She sighed sadly, and my heart sank. I hated telling her no. “Okay, never mind, it was just a thought,” she muttered, reaching out and unlocking my hands.
As soon as I was free, I grabbed her into a hug and rolled to my side, pulling her close to me. I ignored the fact that her naked body fitted perfectly against mine and that her br**sts were pressed tight against my chest. “Please don’t be upset, Baby Girl. I just can’t let that happen,” I whined, feeling awful.
“I know. I shouldn’t have asked. I just wanted to be a normal girl for a change. Don’t worry about it; it was a stupid idea anyway. I knew you wouldn’t go for it,” she shrugged, smiling weakly, but it was a forced smile and I could see the disappointment in her eyes, even though she was trying to disguise it.
I groaned, knowing I shouldn’t allow it but not being able to stand the look on her face. It wasn’t even as if she was asking for the world, it was only a couple of girls. I’d just have to pray her father didn’t hear about it, otherwise I’d be in trouble for neglecting my duties.
“Okay fine,” I agreed. “But not all night,” I added quickly.
Her head snapped up. “Seriously?” A smile crept onto her lips and her eyes widened with excitement.
I grinned; I loved seeing her happy. “Seriously,” I confirmed, nodding and hooking my leg over hers, pulling her closer to me.
She kissed me gratefully. “Thank you so much, Ashton. I really appreciate it, I know you’re gonna hate doing it,” she said, looking a little guilty.
“I know, but it’s worth it to see that look on your face.” I would walk through fire to see that look on her face.
She kissed me again before pulling back and resting her head on my chest. I sighed and ran my hands down her back, relishing in the feel of her naked skin against the pads of my fingers. But a nagging sensation in my bladder had to ruin the moment. “I need to pee. I won’t be long,” I whispered. She nodded and moved off me, curling onto her side. I smiled at her as she started to fall asleep almost immediately; she looked so peaceful and adorable. I sighed happily and pulled on a pair of boxers, heading out to the bathroom.
“Finally, you two are finished,” Nate said, smirking at me. He was still sitting in the exact same spot, playing the same game.
I grinned. “Yeah, she’s a freaking beast,” I replied, laughing quietly at how much that statement just didn’t even begin to describe Anna and what had just happened to me. I ran my fingers through my hair and turned to go to the bathroom.
“Wow, Taylor, she got you a bit there,” Nate called, laughing and nodding at the scratches on my back.
I shrugged. “That was last night.”
He pointed to my hand and frowned. “What the hell happened to your wrists? Those look like handcuff marks!” he stated, frowning. I looked down to see a small red ring around each wrist; it was my own fault from where I was pulling, trying to get my hands out so that I could touch her.
