"What the fuck do you think your playing at?" Luke shouted at me. His face was so close to mine i felt the spit from his words. I had to turn my face to look away, he was really scaring me. But he grabbed my face with his hand a pulled it to look at him again.
"Look at me when I'm speaking to you! Why were you giving Ash flirty eyes, huh? You wanna embarrass me? You wanna fuck Ash, is that it?"
I felt tears forming in my eyes. "Luke please your hurting me" I whimpered. I wanted to get away from him.
"Oh and you think it didn't hurt me when you flirted with my best mate?" He spat.
The tears started rolling down my cheek. Little hiccups came up between my breaths. "I thought -hick- I thought you weren't interested -hick- in me." I cried.
Luke brought his lips to my ear and spoke bitterly through his teeth. "Why the hell would I fuck you if I wasn't interested?" His hand was still on my jaw, it started to hurt. I used my free hand to try and pull his arm away but it wouldn't budge. He shook me. "Tell me! Why wouldn't I be interested in you?" His voice became softer. "Your long legs, your beautiful smile, your soft lips." He kissed me on the cheek and finally removed his hand from my face, he then placed it on my hip. "You drive me crazy."
"You was such a prick to me earlier." I said shaking from his tantrum. "You made me feel like an idiot when I gave myself to you and you rejected me" I wiped the tears from my eyes. I was trembling so much. "I thought you didn't want me anymore."
He brought his lips closer to my ear, the cold lip ring sent a shiver down my neck. "You think I don't want you?" He whispered. "I wanted to tear my shirt off you in the kitchen and fuck you over the sink!" He spoke with aggression but it turned me on. "In the hallway I had to bite back the urge to whip the towel off you." He slowly teased away the towel from my body and revealed my soft sun kissed body. He ran his fingers over my nipple whilst sucking on my earlobe. I let out a smooth moan and bit my lip. "I had to look away, think of something els. Anything to stop myself." He whispered. In one quick movement he grabbed my boob and smacked his lips on mine whilst grinding into my body. I felt vibrations running through my veins. My blood heated up and I felt the tingle inside of me. I ran my fingers through his hair with my free hand. I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel him inside me again. So I grasped a handful of his hair and pulled slightly causing a groan to escape his lips. I ran my fingers down his neck, down his shoulder and grasped onto his strong bicep. It was rock hard.
He stopped kissing me and yanked himself away. He sat up straight but remained on top if me. "No, don't stop!" Is begged whilst trying to unbutton his jeans. But he grabbed my wrists and pinned me back on to the bed.
"See now..." He was out of breath. "You can't controls yourself. I think it's time you learned the rules of this house." He had an evil look in his eye.
"Liz never told me there was any rules..."
"Not my mums rules!" He cut me off. "My rules." He smirked and licked his lips. I wasn't sure what he was getting at. "Your gonna be staying here for quite a while. You need to do what I say, when I say." I was about to object but he clasped his hand over my mouth. "Shhh. Don't speak. Just listen. You want your dad to keep his job don't you?" My eyes widened at his words. He was threatening my dads job. "If you don't follow my rules I can have my mum fire him. It will be easy. I could frame him. Fuck his work up." He smiled deviously, "or tell my mum how much of a bad girl his daughter has been."
Tears rose in my eyes again. My dad couldn't lose his job, we had little money as it is and it's not easy finding a job in Britain. I couldn't be the one to mess up my dads work, he would never forgive me. I shook my head softly, since I couldn't speak, this was my way of pleading him not to tell.
"Your gonna be a good girl then. You'll do as I say. You're mine." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a sheet of folded paper. He waved it around a bit before slipping it into my mouth. He then kissed me on the cheek and left.
I stayed where I was for a little longer. Just thinking about what he said. The I removed the paper from my mouth and slowly unfolded it. I gulped hard, dreading what was written.
The messy handwriting on the lined paper said;
1. You have to have sex with me whenever I feel like it.
2. You cannot tell anyone about us.
3. Understand you are not my girlfriend!
4. You have to be willing to do anything with me.
5. You cannot object to anything I do or say.
6. If I bring another girl home you don't get jealous and you keep your mouth shut!
7. You are to fuck me and only me!
8. You have to look decent at all times, that means do your make-up before you leave your room.
9. You have to go on the pill, I can't keep using condoms it's expensive and we'll get caught.
10. This one is important, DO NOT GET CLINGY! We are not dating, you cannot act lovey dovey with me. You cannot ask me for sex. If you start getting clingy, your dad will pay!
I read the note with a lump in my throat, these rules were obscured. I suddenly wanted to go home, to Britain. How could I live with this guy? I have to be available at all times. I have to have sex with him whenever he wanted. I couldn't believe he told me not to get clingy. AS IF! After reading that note I wanted as far away from him as possible. But my dads job was at risk. I couldn't let him down. I Folded up the note and hid it under my mattress. I decided to agree on his terms.