Holding On (47 page)

Shame and I are dancing again tonight,
apparently he intends to make up for all our lost dances throughout
the years and that is fine by me, the man still makes me swoon when
he holds me this close. He has his hand on my back, lifting just
underneath my shirt stroking my skin with his calloused hands. I
lose myself in his touch as the music continues to keep the room
quiet. I wonder if this will always be so effortless, feel so
natural. We’ve gone through our share of drama early, maybe now all
we have to wade through is deciding what to do on a Saturday night.
Could it be so easy?

“
Sweetheart, are you
falling asleep on me right now?” I look up to him and give him a
blank stare. “I hope not cause I’m tellin’ ya now I had plans for
us tonight. Hem and Sadey won’t be at the house, so was thinking
you could give me some love… roughly.” Oh God, does this man have
any idea what those words do to me?

“
Well, I am kinda tired.
Rain check?” I’m so not serious but baiting him before rough love
always helps the cause and I’m supportive, anything I can do to
help he can count on me.

“
Are you being serious?
Cause if you’re serious darlin’ I think I’m going to cry.” His face
has no expression so I can’t judge what he’s thinking.

“
What if I was? Would you
persuade me? Well I mean, I know you could try to persuade me,
would you? Do you think you would even be up to that?” He’s staring
at me and still I have no idea what he’s thinking.

“
Mace.” I see him start to
smirk but I holdfast. I have serious baiting left in me, it’s been
a few weeks since I’ve goaded him into rough love.

“
Shame. Look honey, I
don’t want to hurt your feelings here okay?” I put my hand on his
chest and push him back for dramatic props. “But I want to be
honest, I’m a little nervous about us always... ya know... I mean
you can’t have that many years left of...being able to... ya
know...”

Oh shit. The caveman has now awoken
and exiting the cave.

He jumps back from me and I can see
the silver outline in his eyes blazing, challenge accepted! “I’m
going to beat your ass, Mace. I’m not even going to consider pink
as an option.” He’s breathing heavy in my ear, trying to frighten
me. This just excites me more. “You want me to prove something
here? Let me show you what I have… left… you spoiled spoiled
spoiled woman!” I won’t lie now, I’m a little nervous but damn I’m
excited.

Grabbing my hand in his and whipping
me around he uses his body to propel me forward directly out to the
back patio. I can feel he’s aroused because he’s hard when my
backside comes in contact with all of him. He’s still breathing
heavy and I’m starting to rethink my baiting idea. Damn though, if
the thought of challenging this castle of a man doesn’t turn me on.
We’re walking outside now and we can still hear the party
continuing inside, there’s a definite spring chill in the air
however I can’t feel it much. I can see it in our breaths and Shame
is breathing into me something fierce.

He stops us as we round the back of
one of the work sheds, I’m vaguely aware that not far from here was
the horrific scene with Ace and if I study each shed and patio
setting I could probably figure out where it was but Shame has me
currently pinned against this particular shed and he’s not about to
let my mind wonder long. Thank hell for that because I can feel my
inside clinch knowing what I’m doing to him.

“
Wanna play, Sweetheart?”
Fierce.

“
I don’t know what you’re
talking about, Honey.” Calm.

“
Shut the fuck up, you had
jokes just a bit ago. What’s funny now?” Just as he says that he
takes his hand and brings it down my thigh then slowly grabs the
hem of my skirt and brings it up so I can feel his hand on my
panties. It is pitch dark where we are and all I can see of him is
the moon reflecting behind him. He doesn’t look so angelic right
now though, he looks more like a wolf hunting... me!

“
Spread your legs for me,
Mace.” Instantly I feel my piercing come alive and blood starts to
rush to its surface. His tone is lethal and sexy as hell. I spread
my legs while holding my face up to his, unmoving. He hasn’t kissed
me or shown me any sort of endearment contact really since we left
the dance floor.

Within seconds he has lifted my skirt
around my waist and has his finger inside me, pushing for entry. I
tilt my pelvis to him, asking for his attention. He doesn’t move.
His other hand is now reaching up underneath my shirt and grabbing
for the cup of my bra and roughly has taken it down. My back still
pinned to the shed and standing here I’m powerless.

“
Tell me Mace, what game
you want to play? I have one in mind but I’m not sure I want to
share actually wait, I’m not sure I have enough years of this left
to share. Isn’t that what you said? You referred that maybe I’m too
old to fuck you how you want to be fucked?” He sounds completely
turned on, but still he’s slightly angry.

“
I… I didn’t...” I can’t
finish because the same time he is rolling my nipple between his
fingers roughly, he is also pumping two fingers in and out of me
with skill, roughly. I’m about to see stars. Just then he brings
his mouth to my neck and bites, roughly. Jesus I’m in a whirlwind
and I’m about ready to let go, then he moves... fast! He has
removed himself completely from my touch and I’m left holding
myself up against the shed. What the fuck?

“
Nope. This is my game,
you want to talk the good game Sweetheart you had better play by my
rules. Get on your knees.” I gasp in surprise but sad as it is, I’m
completely slick with want. I love when he plays rough.

Immediately dropping to my knees I
reach for his belt and jeans. He steps back again shaking his head
back and forth. He’s telling me no? Damn it! “Tsk tsk. She doesn’t
know the rules. Unfortunately baby, at my age I need time to warm
up. I’m going to need some motivation. Sit on your knees, open your
legs, and touch yourself. I’m going to watch.”

“
Shame!” He cannot be
serious. He’s taking this shit pretty far. Pouty little
bastard!

“
Shut up, you started this
so you can finish it. Or not, we can take a ‘rain check’ maybe?” Oh
he is really pissed about me laughing at him. Fine, I can
play.

Pushing him back by this thighs are he
stands above me, I lift my skirt making sure the moonlight hits me
so he can see every inch of my exposed skin and flesh. I rip my
thong off my body and sit on my knees and ankles, as he instructed.
Then I start to move. My fingers delve into my folds and I rub the
piercing with fast quick motions and roll my head back while I
touch my chest, creating the center to pebble. I start to moan then
I hear his growl.

“
Move your fingers inside,
Mace. I want to see your fingers slick with your own juices.” Dear
Lord, this is insane. Why won’t he just give in and touch me!
Again, whatever. I will play.

I continue to assault my piercing with
my thumb but move my fingers and pump in and out of my body. My
eyes are open watching Shame and he is starting to breathe heavily,
never removing his eyes from my hands. I actually start to lose
focus on him and more on what my hands are doing to me. I’m
starting to feel a climax building and I’m allowing myself this
moment to just get lost in it. I’ve got so much build up that now I
have no intention of stopping.

Before I can get another thought in or
finish my descent to self-satisfaction I feel Shames hands on me.
He’s grabbing my arm pits lifting me up roughly, slamming my back
into the shed. I was so focused on what I was doing for myself I
missed him unzipping and freeing himself from his
leathers.

“
Fuck you, Mace. You want
to get off, you do it on my cock. Let me feel you squeeze me. Grab
hold of me tight baby, this will be hard and fast. You still want
to question this, baby?” He’s slamming into me as my feet are
lifted off the ground and wrapped around his hips. “This what you
think I’m not able to do for you, Princess?” He’s panting in my
neck between nips and licks. “Don’t you dare fucking cum without
me, do you get that?”

He’s drilling hard and fast into me
and I can’t hold out much longer. He’s pumping the spot deep in me
with every thrust. One more move will send me over. I start to
clench, then again he stops. He still inside me but breaths heavy
in my neck.

“
Say you were wrong and
you are very sorry for saying it or so fucking help me Mace, I
won’t let you cum for a fucking week.” He releases my ass with one
hand long enough to grab my hair and tilt my head back so he can
see me eye to eye, letting me know he isn’t kidding.

“
Are you serious?” I’m
scared now, not of him but of his ability to be so stubborn that he
will follow through on his threat if he doesn’t get what he
wants.

“
Babe, I got my cock in
you and I’m a hard as fuck. I’m still willing to walk away right
fuckin’ now to teach your ass a damn lesson. Say it or your
punishment starts tonight. I’m going to finish regardless but I
could certainly leave you out of it. This could be a long week,
baby. Pick your poison. Apologize now or…”

Oh. My. God. He is being completely
unreasonable, but I know Shame. He means everything he says. He
rarely smiles, never jokes so I know he’s completely serious about
this. As much as I want to teach his ass a lesson I know I’ve
pushed him too far this time.

“
Shame, I’m sorry. I
didn’t mean…” DAMMIT! I didn’t even get to finish my
apology!

He’s moving so fast right inside me I
can only hope he brings me up before he finishes his ride! He is
pumping furiously and the buildup in me starts again and I’m
thankful he’s giving me my time to enjoy this. I can feel my inside
clenching down on him so I squeeze my legs harder around his hips.
I’m so close now, just a bit more.

One quick movement and once Shame
bites down on my shoulder and that is all it takes to send me out,
reaching my climax. I start to come down and then I feel him taking
his as he stills, moans my name, and shouts obscenities after he
sucks my earlobe and nips it just underneath.

Coming down, he’s still holding me up
against the shed. While breathing heavy he tells me, “Do not ever
make another joke like that again, Mace. I swear to you right now
woman, I will make you regret it. That was your warning. You wanna
play that game, you had better bring both barrels.”

He’s won. Damn it! I start to replay
my bait earlier so that I can remember to avoid it, then he pulls
out of me and sets me down.

“
Woman shut down your shit
and don’t overthink it. Lesson learned, yes? Don’t fuck with the
sex master” Then he smiles, dimples and all.

“
Sex Master? Did you mean
to say that out loud?” I am about to burst out laughing, but I
don’t want to hurt his feelings again, I like sex with Shame too
much.

“
I did. Maybe more of a
Mace Master though, fair to say?” I roll my eyes and turn around to
fix my dress but he grabs me, hugs me, and gives me what I’m always
looking for. “I love you, baby.” I let out a heavy sigh, a heavy
sated sigh actually. I can’t help but giggle. I love hearing him
say that, even if he’s thrown in something about being my sex
master.

He wraps his arm around my neck,
pulling me into his side. “C’mon, I want to go home. I have
something for you.” He sounds secretive.

*****

Hours later we are at my house, sans
Sadey and Hem. I’m unsure what Sadey had planned for Hem tonight
and I’m trying not to even think about it. I don’t know if it’s
because my girl is pregnant and her hormones are completely off
balance but all she has talked about the entire time we planned
this wedding was this honeymoon and how happy it was going to make
Hem. Her morning sickness is all but gone so she says she’s having
more ‘satisfying’ sex with my brother, my BROTHER.

Shame and I are relaxing at home
enjoying the quiet and laying in my bed. I look at the clock and
see it is already 3 o’clock in the morning. He has yet to give me
whatever he said he has for me, but to be honest it probably isn’t
his fault we got side tracked.

After our session outside of the Club
which included Shame finding himself a new pat on the back
nickname, we came back here and at that time I decided it was time
for me to be branded a nick name. I was terribly unsuccessful in my
endeavor, only because I couldn’t focus on what I was trying to
accomplish. The man seriously owns me and after tonight I did admit
that he has earned the ‘Mace Master’ title. I’m not even going to
whimper about it.

Shame is staring at the ceiling still
regulating his breath from our third go at it tonight. Finally he
turns to me, “Want your present now? I know it’s late but I got you
something for your birthday. I was going to give it to you this
morning but with all the wedding activity I couldn’t enough time
alone to do it.”

“
Honey, I’m pretty tired
and I won’t deny I’m sore. You win. You are the ‘Sex Master’ or
‘Mace Master’ or whatever superhero you want to be. I can’t keep
up.” I am serious. My body is whipped.

“
You think I’m a
superhero? I think I’m a superhero, but hearing it from you just
confirms it.” He smiles wide, childlike. “Mace thinks I’m a
superhero.” I love it! He rarely smiles and it is beautiful. He
looks so young and carefree right now.