He pins my body against the closed door of our bedroom. His hands secured my wrists above my head.

Even if I tried to move, I know his strength would make me fail, miserably. I am forced to submit to him. Why does it sound like be is about to do something bad to me?...

His chuckles sand me out of my trance and cause me to look up into his beautiful, dark eyes.

"You know I'd never hurt you, I only want to please you..." he whispers harshly into my ear. His tone along with his words cause my knees to tremble.

"T-to p-please me?" I stammer.

His smile drops and I hear him let out a sigh.

"How can I show you that I am not Sawyer. How will I make you see that I will not treat you like he did?...".

I feel a lump form in my throat, I feel guilty.

"I'm sorry... I-" his voice interrupts me.

"What are you sorry about, you did absolutely nothing wrong..." his gentle voice brings grace to my ears. Sawyer would have never said anything like that to me. He would actually do the opposite...

"I just want you to see that I don't want to harm you. I don't want to hurt you, I want to love you...". He lets go of my arms and immediately his hands embrace my cheeks. "I want to show you my love..." he says harshly under his breath, at the same time, I feel his thumbs caress me blushed cheeks.

I don't even get a chance to speak. I am overwhelmed by the hunger and desire in his gaze.

"What are you going to do to me?" I say in a whisper, I can't help my mouth. I am so accustomed to Sawyer's horrid doings, hell, he was the very first love I have ever had...

I flinch ever so slightly when I hear his deep growls.

I see his face move closer to mine, right to my ear.

"That... that will be a surprise. But I promise you, you will enjoy every second of what I want you to feel..." he whispers breathily right into my ear, I feel his warm breath crash against my neck, warming my skin up ever so slightly.

He causes me to produce a soft moan when he gently nibbles my earlobe. I feel a faint blush appear on my cheeks.

He once again pushes me against the door, his hands going back and take a gently grasp of my wrists. He then lowers his head towards mine, centimetres separate our lips.

"I want you to become comfortable with me, okay? I want you to know I will not hurt you, I will not do anything non-consensual and if you feel uncomfortable, stop me. Okay?".

I look into his eyes for a few seconds, thinking over the words he just said. I nod as my final answer.

"Please baby, can you use words?" he asks.

"Yes... Okay..." I say.

"Okay..." His voice trails a reply.

"Do you feel comfortable with me doing this?..." His hands simply trail up and down my forearms that he has pinned against the wooden door.

I give him a nod, the tensing of his facial features makes me remember his words. "Yes..." I say.

"Okay...".

"What about this?... Are you comfortable with this?" He asks, driving his hands towards my shoulders. From there they go back towards my elbows.

"Y-yes..." I say.

He does not say a word, I can feel his hands head from my shoulders down past my chest before they stop by my torso, where his hands meet my jeans.

I look down at his hands, but his gentle hum makes me raise my eyes back to his face.

"Comfortable?". I notice how one of his eyebrows rise ever so slightly.

I also noticed how his rubs became that bit rougher. It is also those harsh caresses of his that created waves of excitement to spawn from my core.

I can't make a vocal reply... He is making me feel somethings I have never felt in a long time, he is making me feel some things I promised myself never to feel again...

The clearing of his throat reminds me of where we both are. His body trapping mine...

"Mh-hmm" I hum out, nodding at the same time. It is the only reply I am capable of giving him right now...

He keeps his gaze on me for a few more seconds before returning to what he was doing to me...

"Okay...". Suddenly, all his movement stops.

Then, his eyes met mine again, and by the way he is looking at me, I don't think they'll come off of me any time soon.

Up until now, I didn't notice how darker his eyes have become...

His wrists once again catch my attention as they move back to their place on top of me. Then his head began closing up towards mine.

"Are you comfortable with me moving closer to you?" He asks lowly.

Something about his tone makes me want to squirm. I don't remember feeling like that in a LONG time...

"Yes..." I say, but my voice is so unsteady and so wobbly. I damn myself for thinking I got back my ability to speak.

I bite my lower lip, as my thighs subconsciously close the space between them.

He chuckles at me. Did he figure what I am doing or how he's making me feel?

I note the way he moves even closer towards me.

"You don't mind me whispering into your ear, don't ya?" He whispers his question to me, leaning further into me so that we are now cheek to cheek. I hear him growl into my ear, waiting for my reply. A vocal reply.

"No, I don't..." I say, shyly. I'm thankful my voice it that bit sturdier.

I feel my cheeks heat up when I hear his husky laughter, his snickers resonate in my head.

He then caught me by surprise when he nibbed by earlobe before biting it a pulling it to himself. Once it slipped out of his grip, that is when he began to trail wet kisses by my cheek before heading down towards my neck.

I tilt my head to give him more space. My gentle breaths of pleasure give him an insight of what and how he is making me feel. If anything, my gentle moans cause him to suckle my neck even harder.

Not long passes before I find my hands gripping and dragging through his hair.

"Ma... Mason..." I moan, to which he replies with an intimidating growl.

His actions suddenly cease, just for his lips to travel back to my ear.

"Are you comfortable with everything I am doing a to you?..." He asks, in a very low and a very sensual whisper. All his actions to now have been arousing, but something about his whisper just pushed me to the very edge.

A smile forms on his face.

He pulls himself back, but just slightly so that he can see my whole face. His lingering gaze causes another flush of red to show up on my cheeks.

After getting his fair share of looks upon me, he closes back up to me.

"Can I ask you something?" He queries in a sexy whisper.

"... Sure..." I reply, trying my hardest to hide my arousal.

I hear him chuckle.

"I know in what state I put you in, I can practically smell your arousal, but I find it so sexy is that you are trying to hide it from me," he pauses for a second. "I think we both by now know that you can't hide shit from me," the arousal is his voice is so noticeable too. How is he aroused by me?... I guess the real question tho is if it's me that arouses him, or is he thinking of someone else...

"You sound pretty aroused too..." I say, pausing for a second before looking down to his crotch.

I gulp at a big outline shown by his thigh. Is... Is it really that big?

"You do realise my face is up here, not down there?" I blush at his words and at the same time interrupt my stare upon him, I get slightly confused at the amusement spread across his face.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to force you through anything..." He says.

"I'm going to make you do quite the opposite..." He begins, I notice how his facial features relax. "I'm going to make you beg me, then I'll know you are ready.".

I smile at his words. Sawyer would have never done that for me.

"Thank you," I say.

We look at each other for a couple more seconds.

"S-Sawyer would have never done that for me...".

I see the smile on his face broaden, but flinch what I felt his hands on my face.

"Hey..." He gently trails off. "I'm not going to hurt you... I am going to get you aroused and possibly eat you..." He says winking at me. "But I'm never going to hurt you...".

"Because I am not like him..." He whispers to me.

His fingers push any loose hair behind both my ears, right before deeply gazing into my eyes.

Slowly but surely, I notice how his head began to approach mine. A small smile evolves on my lips.

From all of a sudden, I go onto my tiptoes before taking his lips as if they were my own.

I can tell I caught him by surprise, but he gives in to the kiss seconds later.

My hands find their way to his bearded cheeks, then his hands wrap around mine.

Our lips part a couple of seconds later.

I can tell his eyes opened at the same time as mine, I also noticed all the lust in his eyes.

"You kissed me..." He gently trails off.

"You sound so surprised..." I say, with a smile slowly growing on my lips.

"That's because I am..." He says in a growl.

He does not waste a single second, his lips once again come into contact with mine.

"Mh-mhh..." I suddenly moan out as I remembered something.

His lips immediately come off mine.

"What is it, baby?".

"You wanted to ask me a question..." I say.

He looks at me, his eyes not leaving mine before a small smile makes its way to his lips.

"You know what I'll say to that?" He asks, raising one of his eyebrows.

"What?" I ask.

"Fuck the question..." He grits through his teeth. I don't even get a chance to reply when he dives back in and continues where we stopped. I can't help but let my stomach twirl at the reference he just used from 50 Shades...

I feel his body rest against mine, pinning me and not letting me go, but it's not like I care. I wouldn't want to go anywhere anyway.

It's in his arms where I want to stay, safe and loved, forever and ever...