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“How the hell does he do this to me?!” She thought as she listened to the click of the phone as he hung up. Only twice in her life could she remember a man wielding this much emotional control over her and it scared her as much as it infuriated her. To the rest of the world she was ambitious and confident, a woman with a sharp tongue but with a warmth and honesty that meant she could get along with anyone. Yet here she was, her stomach in a twist second guessing herself and a head spinning in fear.

His voice had had that familiar tense tone tonight, there was little playfulness and only rarely did he let his own guard down. She glanced at the book on her bedside table and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the realization she had her own fifty shades of fucked up. She had a man she was confident adored her, yet managed to keep her at an arm’s length and play only by his own rules even at the expense of her breaking heart.

She rolled over on her bed, her chest felt tight and her thoughts were consumed by him. She knew a part of his controlling temperament excited and challenged her; and yet he failed at having a heart to want to please her, or acknowledge and comfort her in her anxieties. A single tear rolled silently down her cheek and she closed her eyes to prevent another escaping.

She saw him in the darkness, his eyes brooding and dark. His no nonsense facial expression made her heart quicken and her breathing shallow. He was handsome, no question of that. How she longed for his touch. Instantly the impression shifted to him standing directly in front of her, his long fingers brushing a wayward curl from her cheek. Subconsciously she licked her lip, if only….

He leaned in, his eyes never parting from her own; the energy was fierce, the connection undeniable. As his lips pressed hard against hers, her mind was finally free from torment as she allowed herself to be swept into the moment. In that instant she finally recognized that he wanted her as badly as she wanted him. His tongue explored her mouth making her groin burn with desire for him. She felt his hands slide against the small of her back and slip under her top, working their way upward each finger outstretched and applying firm pressure as they travelled. One of his hands escaped swiftly before she felt it firmly plant itself on her arse. He gripped it hard, squeezing and groping her butt cheeks all the while continuing to kiss her fervently.

This was a moment she had dreamt of a thousand times, the way she felt consumed in his embrace, the softening of his eyes once he held her as his own; the quickening of his own heartbeat.

“Gosh girl, you don’t know what you do to me?” And without warning or hesitation he lifted her from her feet and planted her firmly on the kitchen table. He cupped her face gently in his hand before trailing soft kisses over her ear and delicately down her neck.

‘Oh damn’ just take me now’ her mind screamed as she began to pull at his shirt desperately removing it from his body before placing her own lustful hands on him. Parting her legs she pulled him in close pressing herself against him and for the first time she felt his erection hard against her. A smile spread across his face and a glint sparkled in his eye as he pulled away from her eagerness slightly. “Hold your horses there my beautiful girl.” He crooned. He continued with his kissing, lifting her shirt again to expose her erect nipples; plucking each of them between his lips. The pulling felt divinely erotic and caused her skin to tingle with delight. He paused momentarily to blow gently over her wet nipple before kissing it again and allowing his finger to trace the inside of her thigh down towards her underwear. Pulling them aside he slipped a finger into her. “Wow, someone is feeling turned on”, he stated with obvious amusement. She watched as he took the finger in his mouth to taste her wetness before returning it deep inside her. She wondered how on earth she was going to hold her orgasm. It felt so good she knew she could explode if she allowed it. She distracted herself by concentrating on undoing his zipper and watching his trousers fall to the floor. His finger moved in circles inside her while she impatiently pulled at his boxers, striping him naked before her. His penis stood solid and her mouth watered as she took in the sight of him.

“I want you now!” She said with the most confidence she could muster. He chucked, “ha, do you just?”….. “well it’s lucky for you that I want you just as badly” and with that he flipped her on the bench so her chest lay flat on the counter top and his penis poised at the entrance to her backside. With his hand firmly placed on her shoulder he drove himself into her wetness making her cry out in pleasure before he slowly withdrew and took a second deep plunge. He repeated, strong thrust inward, slow withdrawal over each time speeding up slightly until finally he had her firmly by the hips and she was at his mercy. She groaned as he continued to fill her, lifting her arse high to meet him with a firm slap.

“More baby, give me everything you’ve got” she whispered. He leaned in over her breathlessly spilling his words in her ear “Beautiful, for you anything” and they exchanged a kiss over her shoulder as they moved in rhythm.

Their kiss slipped into nibbles, tongue and bites as he pushed the final thrusts hard against her, her hips tilted to give him deep pleasure and her legs began to shake beneath him. She could feel his release and it was all she could handle before she let go of controlling herself and fell into waves of pleasure, convulsing around him as he came with her.

For a moment after they lay motionless and silent. Completely spent and satisfied.

As they did she became aware of lying motionless in her own bed. Her underwear wet from her fantasy. She glanced at her bedside table to see her phone once again vibrating. It was him calling.

“Good evening” her voice sounded husky from sleep.

“Hello beautiful, I know it’s late but I wanted to call you once more. I’ve thought about what you’ve said. You’re right and I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you and I don’t want to lose you.” His statement was soft but matter of fact. The no nonsense man she knew and was so fond of.

Her heart melted at his words.

“So you’ll come and be with me?”

“Yes.”

And at that moment she felt a weight lift. With that single word he had silenced her fears.

It felt right. Not because it was perfect; but because it some strange way their combined flaws had arranged themselves in a way that they had become hinged together.

And the dream became a reality.