I stopped running and turned around. Alejandro stepped out of the elevator and looked at me curiously.
I walked over to him and slapped him hard across the face, before I reached up and kissed him passionately on the mouth. Alejo pulled me tightly against him as he returned the kiss eagerly.
When we pulled apart we were both breathing heavily. I looked up into his eyes as my hands slid down to wrap around his waist.
“This doesn’t mean I have feelings for you, this means I don’t want to know what it feels like to not have you fuck me again.”
“Tonight you come to my home,” he said as he ran his hands over my breasts.
“I need to change my clothes. And get shoes,” I replied.
“No. I will carry you if I must. We’re leaving now,” he said as he took me by the hand and pulled me toward the lobby doors.
True to his word, when we stepped outside he picked me up in his arms and carried me to his car. He unlocked the door and let me down so I could step in and then walked around to the driver’s side. I barely had time to put on my seatbelt, when he put the car in drive and took off like a bat out of hell.
We got to his place about twenty five minutes later and he came around to my side and lifted me out of my seat. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he fumbled with the lock and let us in. He dropped the keys to the floor and immediately walked a flight of wide stairs and kicked open the door to what I assumed was his bedroom. When he finally set me down he looked at me seriously.
“I am not going to have regard for any pain you feel from this. I want you so bad, but I will have you on my terms. If you don’t agree to this leave now. If you do agree to this, then tell me. I need you so desperately right now,” he said taking my face in his hands and putting his forehead against mine.
“I agree,” I whispered.
Nodding, he stepped away and told me to sit on the bed. I lifted myself onto the king bed and watched him as he walked out of the room. I couldn’t help but wonder what I had ultimately agreed to. He said he was going to make it painful and he wouldn’t care about how I felt as he was doing it.
In a weird way, I was as excited as I was scared.
Alejandro reentered the room and I noticed he had a hand full of some kind of straps.
“Come to me Liv,” he said.
I stood up with shaky legs and walked over to Alejo. When I was standing directly in front of him, he dropped what he was holding onto the floor except for a pair of handcuffs, and looked at me.
“Tell me something,” he said as he unlocked the handcuffs.
I raised an eyebrow as I kept my eyes on him.
“When was the last time you were properly disciplined?”
“Huh?”
He leaned down and gripped me by the throat as he swiftly cuffed my hands behind me.
I gasped and my eyes watered. This was the tightest he had ever had me by the throat and I honestly felt like I couldn’t breathe.
Alejo forced me onto my knees and leaned down to pick up a crop of some sort.
“I asked when the last time was that you were properly disciplined,” he repeated as he let go of my neck.
“Um, when I was a child. I think I broke a lamp and—,” I stopped as he slapped the crop against my back.
“I didn’t ask for a story,” he replied calmly.
Wow, that hurts, I thought gritting my teeth.
Alejo crouched behind me and ripped my tank top in half, then he reached around and ripped it again until he was able to pull it off the sides.
I sat there as he gently ran the cr
op down my back, tracing my tattoos and teasing me at the same time. I closed my eyes as the sensation ran through me.