Make Me Weak (Make Me #1) (11 page)

Onyx turned off the main road and steered us into a little discreet garage into the side of a building. He came to a stop when the bike was buried away from outside eyes. The little space was almost pitch black and I had no idea what Onyx was planning in here. Up until this point I hadn’t worried about my safety with him. But made I should have? With everyone else my guard would have been an immovable force. I never even would have toyed with the idea of going anywhere near them outside the club. Yet here I was, acting like a hasty teenager
, letting hormones control every action.

Been there. Done that
.

I thought I learned my lesson a long time ago. Maybe I never grew from the ignorant, weak-hearted child I once was. Perhaps there just hadn’t been a man that I had met tha
t melted everything inside me—until Onyx.

“You awake back there?” He asked, breaking through the hundreds of questions in my mind.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

He chuckled once, and looked over his shoulder toward me. “Because you haven’t moved since we arrived.”

“Oh. Well, you never said anything, so how was I supposed to know we were here?”
Yeah, nice. Just blame him for your own confusion
.

“Fine, we’re here. Now hop off because there’s something else I would much rather you to be riding tonight.” All doubt vanished as the heat between my thighs
spread like a wild fire. If I could feel this turned on by a single thing Onyx said, I couldn’t even imagine what would happen when he touched me.

A chill ran up my spine at the thought. My leg swung over the bike. It was time to stop screwing around and put out the fire that burned every inch of my body from the first moment we met. Onyx followed, pulled the helmet from my head
, and placed a swift kiss to my lips.

“Last chance to back out, love.” The daring gleam in his eyes was a temptation, a challenge, and I would be a fool to back away.

Looking him square in the eye I responded. “I’m not going anywhere.”

A wide smile flashed those white teeth in a way that reminded me of the Big Bad Wolf. Those sharp teeth
, and that hungry look in his eyes was downright entrancing. The point of Little Red's story was to show young girls that when you completely fuck up everything because of your innate stupidity, there was a white knight that would ride in to protect you. The hunter was the hero, the savior, and it was the type of man little girls dreamed would someday ride in to rescue them.

Not me. I was never looking for someone to save me. It was the wicked, powerful, mesmerizing presence of the dark soul that made me swoon. That undeniable control that even made Little Red forget all reason when the wolf simply opened his mouth. I didn’t want the perfect gentleman. I wanted the man that could make me feel strong, in control, and completely out of control with a single touch. I wasn't looking for the man that tossed me behind him while he
experienced life and adventure. I wanted the one that would push me, tempt me, teach me, and dominate me because he was man enough to allow me to do the same.

That man didn't exist. At least, that was what I believed. Every minute spent with Onyx was showing me that maybe all men weren't worthless after all.

"Follow me, love."

Onyx walked past me, leaving the little bike garage, locking it up tight behind me. I crossed my arms over my chest for just long enough to remember that anytime a person did that they were displaying their insecurities for all to see. I refused to look like the weak little girl. Innocent. Timid. Al
l things I'm not. Despite my best attempts to brush off the simple gesture, it seemed Onyx caught it. With a smirk he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and pulled me against his side as we walked toward our destination.

As my heart pounded to the beat of a drummer's solo, radiati
ng from my knees into my throat. I tried to distract myself from whatever was coming next. I didn't recognize where we were, and I had spaced out the entire ride over. All I saw was a row of buildings a couple stories high on the opposite side of the street from where we were. The slight instinctual warning at the back of my mind told me I probably should have paid closer attention on the ride here. Then at least I could have managed to find my way out, or give directions to the police if Onyx decided to keep me hostage.

Although, any of those worries were extinguished almost immediately after. Something made me believe that if Onyx wanted to keep me here as his prisoner, with chains
, and cuffs that no part of me object.

The front of the brick building showed that not a single light was lit in the entire place. No signs were visible anywhere I looked to at least give me a damn clue as to where we were. But even after Onyx unlocked the door and held it open, I never hesitated as I crossed the threshold into unknown territory.

As light from the street lamps illuminated a bit of the room I saw a wide open space. The floor was concrete, the walls bare, and in a few places a white sheet covered whatever stood beneath it.

"Is this where you intend to murder me?" I asked as he shut and locked the door behind me.

Onyx burst into a thick rich laughter that almost had me smiling back.

"If I intended to murder you, I would have at least put some plastic down. Even a drop of blood on a floor like this would stain it."

"Fair point."

"The place I want to bring you is right up those stairs." He pointed to a flight of stairs at the back corner of the room. Then his arms crossed over his chest as he observed every breath I made. His feet never moved forward, they remained planted into the ground, waiting for me. It was very clear to see that he intended to challenge me every step of the way. I talked a big game of not having fear and wanting him as badly as he wanted me. This was his way of seeing just how well my intentions matched my
words.

Well, he would not be disappointed.

Without even a backwards glance toward him. I stalked forward to the bottom step and didn't stop until I reached the top. I didn't exactly know what to expect, but I never anticipated to look around and literally gasp. The entire level was made into a loft with every single surrounding wall made of glass, most had a thick dark curtain pulled over the window but the wall facing the front was completely exposed. This room was up high enough to only catch the tops of the other buildings leaving the rest of the view as the wide open ocean. Waves curled onto the empty shore, while the water went on for as far as the eye could see. Once I was finally able to tear my eyes away from the immaculate sight, I took in the rest of the place.

My eyes blinked to insure I wasn't simply dreaming. Onyx's loft was absolutely breathtaking. The first thing that captured my attention was the smooth black
piano with gold lettering displaying the brand name Schimmel across the front. It was smooth, sleek, and all around sexy. My legs carried me across the floor because I couldn’t resist a single touch. Trailing my fingers along the white tiles I pictured Onyx’s hands moving skillfully against every single key. A mesmerizing erotic tune filling every inch of this property.

For all I knew, Onyx didn’t even know how to play
, but I highly doubted that. This seemed to be a man of many talents and I would be surprised if this wasn’t one of them.

I sat on the seat with my back to the piano, allowing me to take in the rest of the space. In one corner were black curtains with a slit open that revealed the end of a bed. It was almost embarrassing that a
single glance at where Onyx slept at night was turning me on so immensely. Diverting my attention away was the wisest strategy to keep my body under control, for at least a bit longer. My gaze continued around and took in a string that hung from the ceiling with dozens of black and white photographs clipped by the corner. There was a desk covered with cameras, lenses, and many documents I couldn’t distinguish.

In another corner were guitar cases, stands, and a few stools. This was seriously an artistic person’s dream room. Every way one looked there was something more incredible than the last. I was getting incredibly
excited in more ways than one. The thing about this place that had to be my favorite was the fact that everything looked to be in good condition. However, the best part was none of these items looked like the top of the line equipment.

The obsessive need for the latest and greatest technology was sickening. Most didn’t agree with me, making Onyx’s appeal grow steadily.
The final thing I noticed was at the back of the floor, on the opposite side of his bed was a little kitchen. There were no walls separating it, giving the space a wide open feel. I was surprised to find that I could breathe freely here but I was pleased nonetheless.

“Care to let me in
on all those thoughts tumbling around that curious mind of yours?”

For the first time since entering the building I looked to Onyx. Casually, he leaned against a wardrobe at the far end of the room.

Shrugging my shoulders, I held his gaze. “Just thinking of how incredible this place is.”

He nodded his head, pushing off the wardrobe. “Ah, yes. Not all appreciate the little pieces of my life. Something told me however that you would.”

“You were right,” I confirmed. Looking to him with a smirk growing I caught the typical look of amusement in his eye. “But, does that mean you have been picturing me in your home observing your life?”

A wide teeth revealing grin brightened the room. “Perhaps.”

“So, what is it that you imagined?”

Slowly Onyx closed the space between us. With every step my heart thudded against my ribcage.

“I have imagined many things, love.” He stopped in front of me, twisting his fingers into the curled ends of my hair. “Where I wanted to take you. What positions and for how long. You have consumed every thought of mine since that first dance, Alexandria.”

“Oh?” I gulped, nerves fluttered through my limbs. It wasn’t normal for me to feel this way but there was something so unknown about it, that I didn’t dare make it stop.

“Yes. I have you here all night, love. While there are many things I need to do to you. I do not think I am capable of waiting another second to start. Get ready sweet Alexandria, you are in for a night you’ll never forget.”

“Is that a promise?” I asked, hoping for a moment to regain just a bit of self-control.

Onyx looked my body up and down, while his hands formed to the curves of my hips. My skin chilled, and my blood sizzled, waiting for him to close the miniscule distance and touch me.

I felt my heart thudding to a beat that echoed around the beautiful loft.

“If you have to ask, then you aren’t ready for me, love.”

I couldn’t handle this a second longer. No one ever doubted my ability in a sexual manner
, and right now there was nothing I wanted more. My body was craving Onyx and with his words alone he had teased me to near explosion.

Without a single hesitation my mouth crushed against his
, my hands wound around his neck, pressing our bodies flush against the other. We were sealed with the scorching, combustible passion that had been building since that first moment together. He bent down for a moment and pulled me into his arms, my legs secured themselves around his waist as he walked us through the loft. My back crashed into an immovable object and when Onyx moved his mouth from mine I realized I was flat against the expansive window.

His eyes we
re hungry as they roved over the features in my face. “I’m trying to go slow with you. I want this to last, because every minute of the day I’ve spent fantasizing about what I want to do when I had you here.”

From somewhere deep inside I felt th
at sexual power return to me. I was no longer timid, shy, or scared any longer. I felt Kandi taking over my every sense and I wasn’t just going to let this end. I’ve never wanted something, not to mention
obsessed
over it the way I have with Onyx. It would be an insult to our desires if we rushed this.

My hands released his neck, one moved to the middle of his chest to push him backward. Onyx very rarely let any
feeling seep into his expressions, preferring a stoic presence. This time though, he couldn’t hold back the confusion at my actions. That is, until he saw the twinkle in my eye as I formulated my plan.

“I haven’t been able to get you off my mind, Onyx. It wouldn’t feel right to make this a quick fuck. Especially since there is much I want to try. Besides, I believed you paid for a dance that you never received. Am I right?”

I watched in silence as the hunger in his eyes became intrigue. We’ve had to wait until this moment to be alone and he was beginning to enjoy the plans I concocted for us.

“I have no pole here for you, love.” I knew his words weren’t meant to pose a true concern, they were meant to tease me. To place an obstacle in my path to see how I responded. I always got the impression that Onyx was testing
me in some way, but I wasn’t sure why.

“I don’t need a pole to turn you on.”

A single finger slid back and forth across his lips arousing me immensely. It was the same move he did every time he thought intensely about something. He may not even realize that he did it, but it was one of the single sexiest things I had ever seen.

“
What do you need then, love?”

“Turn down the lights, turn on something slow, and take a seat.”

“As you wish.” He walked away from me to comply with my requests, while I went on a hunt for anything around here that may make this even better.

My eyes scanned around the room but there was nothing I saw that would work. Something near th
e dark curtain that hid his bed caught my eye. I rushed to it without a second thought, and discarded without a care, was a simple white button up shirt and an all-black tie. It wasn’t much but it was exactly the kind of thing I was hoping to find.

I pulled off the oversized hoodie and my white shorts, leaving them in place of his clothes. My black G-string stayed on as I slid the white sleeves over my arms. The shirt was a couple sizes bigger than I was
, but it was perfect. My curves were still visible beneath the fabric but enough was hidden to make him wait before he got to see all of me. I buttoned three buttons below my cleavage, and loosely tied the tie so it covered the remainder of my chest.

I was in my own world getting ready but I heard something that made me turn back toward the rest of the loft.
The slow melodic beats that Onyx put on his surround sound stereo were followed by the low mesmerizing voice of my favorite musician, Beulah. Her song “Wanted” filled the space, and a soft blue glow was the only light I saw. Onyx pulled a chair in front of the windows we were pressed against just a few minutes prior.

Cocking his head to the side he sat down and twirled his wrists as a way to say the floor was all mine. I smiled inward as I made my way back towards him
. I was in the zone.

I reached the spa
ce in front of Onyx and stopped, letting his eyes admire his shirt over me. That dark powerful stare held my body captive, slowly building my confidence to perform for him. I moved close enough for my hands to reach the arm rests. My knees dropped, letting my chest move over the bulge in his jeans, up his stomach and stopping when my cleavage was in his face. Onyx never moved his eyes from mine, but he moved his mouth forward to lightly lick my skin. The light scratch of his goatee and mustache sent goose bumps down to my already throbbing pussy.

Backing up to my feet I turned around, letting my body twist and lower until I was back on my knees in front of him. I didn’t pause as I pressed my weight into my palms and crawled away from him.
Letting the shirt slide forward to give Onyx a front row view of my bare ass. I stopped, fanned my leg, and rolled my body into splits. I bounced my ass up and down while my hands ran over the front of my body. Across my chest, grazing my nipple, and down to my hips. My eyes closed as my mind gave in to the sensation. It wasn’t my hands I pictured but his. Those large hands with calloused fingers from a lifetime of strumming a guitar.

My nipples hardened against Onyx’s shirt. The lightest touch of the fabric against me
was making my pussy dampen the thin panties rubbing between my throbbing lips. I wasn’t sure how much more of this dancing I could take. I have
never
needed anything as badly as I needed him. After twirling my hips, accentuating my curves, and delicately stroking the outside of my pussy just enough to make Onyx’s eyes go wild in his stoic expression.

I stood
in front of him, slowly sliding the tie from my neck. Dropping it to the floor I took one long stride forward to stand between his knees of his slouched, widened posture. His elbows leaned on the armrests while his finger pressed on the middle of his lip.

“Did you enjoy your dance? Was it all you had hoped for?”

He made an indistinguishable noise without ever peeling his eyes from my face. It wasn’t until I reached up and took the button directly below my cleavage between my fingers. Onyx reached up and covered his hand over mine. My gaze flickered up to his and that deep sultry look made my heart stop.

“You’
ve teased me enough, love. The time for fun is over. Now you need to let me tell you
exactly
what I thought of that dance.”

“Does that mean it lived up to your expectations?”

With a single tug he pulled the bottom of my shirt forward. His shoulder blades caught my fall as my hands pressed into him. Neither of us backed away and slowly Onyx pulled his hand off of mine. Before I even had a chance to miss the warmth of his skin he worked free the buttons. His deep penetrating eyes didn’t stray from the tunnel of sight we were lost in.

The last of the buttons were
undone and my heart began beating faster than a hummingbird’s. Tenderly, Onyx grabbed the sides of the fabric, running his thumbs down over the sensitive flesh of my chest. Purposely his nail grazed over my nipples at the same time, causing my pussy to clench hard at the touch. It was almost unbelievable how affected and turned on my entire body was. Especially when I thought of just how little we had physically touched.

As Onyx reached the middle of my stomach with his thumbs he pulled open the shirt, revealing my bare chest to him for the first time. He inhaled a deep groan, letting his stoic expression slip into one of admiration.

“Immensely.” He finally answered. “But now I want to see how good those hips of yours can move when they are on my cock.”

A strangled moan pushed past my lips and despite my instinctual need to stay in control—I was losing it.

“That’s pretty forward of you. Can’t you at least ask nicely?” I teased.

For some insane reason I was fuckin
’ nervous as hell around Onyx. Nervous jitters fluttered low in my stomach, my throat grew dry, and I felt the only way to keep my head on straight was to make jokes. It was almost embarrassing how childlike I was acting, but I only prayed Onyx found my nerves to be playful banter instead of rambling nonsense.

“I don’t ask for what I want, Alexandria.”

“Oh?”

“If I want something—I take it.”

Just like that Onyx’s entire body lunged forward, his hands roamed freely against my back while his mouth took hold of my breast. I went into complete shock. After all the teasing and soft touches I naturally assumed he would take his time. I couldn’t have been more wrong. His tongue swirled around my throbbing bud while his soft lips massaged my breast. The rough scratches of his goatee, the gentle feel of his lips, and the ongoing attention to my nipple were taking me over the edge. My head dropped back. My hands grabbed hold of his shoulders as my fingers dug deep into his flesh.

The moans
rippling through me were ceaseless. The erotic groans from Onyx that rumbled against my chest were making my legs ready to give way completely. My pussy was beyond wet and with every nip against my breast I continued to get wetter than I had ever been in my entire fucking life. Sex juices dripped between my thighs as my pleasure built relentlessly making me wonder if I was going to come without him ever touching.

One of Onyx’s hand
s glides up my back and wrapped around my waterfall of hair. He yanked my neck back, exposing every inch of my sensitive skin. With one final jerk of my nipple between his teeth, he moved his mouth to kiss directly in the middle of my breasts. My chest beat rapidly and I never seemed to be able to take in as much air as I was exhaling. His lips moved in a sinfully slow path up my chest until latching onto my neck. I couldn’t stop my eyes from rolling back into my head, or the sudden gasp from coming out.

“Onyx,
” I moaned out, unsure of what I needed. I wanted him to stop, but then again I wanted his mouth to remain against my skin until the end of time. I needed him to hurry up and ram his cock deep into my aching pussy. But I also didn’t want to pass by a single moment of heavenly bliss he was lavishing on me.

The hand still against my back left for a moment
, and seconds later his palm came down in a hard slap across my ass. The pain shot through me, mixed with the delicious onslaught of his mouth, and left me seconds away from what was sure to be the best damn orgasm ever. Before the sensations sent me over the edge, Onyx stopped everything he was doing and held me by my shoulders at arm’s length.

“Onyx
, please let me come for fuck’s sake!”

A mischievous
, sexy, and irritating as hell smile appeared upon his wet lips. I wanted to smack the smile off his face. Although, the other part of me wanted to shove my tongue down his throat because I desperately needed this man’s touch to make me breath again. Tension filled every limb of my body as I was hurting for the relief I’ve been seconds away from twice now.

“Not yet, love.”

“And why the fuck not?” I snarled out.

He reached his mouth forward, placing a simple kiss to the top of my neglected
breast. I felt my body whimper as I set aside all possible shame for my begging.

“Because I felt what you were doing. I may not know you very well
, but I can tell when you have the mentality from the club, and when you’re just
you
.”

“I’m always just me.” This was
not
the fucking time to discuss this shit. All Onyx had to do was fuck me as hard as he could until we both fell apart. Then we could go on our goddamn merry ways.

“That’s a lie.” The word slithered between Onyx’s teeth as if it were poison to say. “One minute you’ll be blushing, nervous
, and even a little timid, and it’s so damn sexy. The next you are cold and hard, almost lifeless. I get so fucking hard just watching you but if I wanted to fuck that stripper from the club, I would have done it against that brick wall. When I brought you here I told you it was Alexandria I wanted—
not
Kandi. This is me reminding you that you are human, and whenever you are near me I need to see
you
.”