Please.

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"We're going to have lots of fun here." Matt growls, opening a door and leading me into the dark room. It's been maybe two weeks since I've been here. Maybe three. I honestly don't know. The only thing I do know is that I want to go home. And that Dani has some serious control problems.

The light flicks on and he pushes me towards the large bed in the back of the room. He crawls on the bed and I back away. I feel my hands being yanked from behind me and lifted above my head. Something cold wraps around my wrists and I look up to see my hands connected to the headboard by handcuffs.

"M-Matt?" I whine. He ignores me, carrying on with his action. He walks over to a small closet in the corner and pulls it open, grabbing a few things and walking back. He throws it all on the floor out of my view and yanks his shirt over his head, throwing it across the room.

"Matt." I beg.

"What?" He spits, climbing onto the bed. He straddles me and presses his lips to mine hungrily.

"I'm going to make you feel so good. Like I should have all those years ago." He whispers seductively into my ear. He kissed the corner of my mouth, moving down to my neck. He bites and nibbles, making sure to leave his mark. He rips my shirt down the middle and tears it off my torso. I feel the button to my pants coming undone along with the zipper. He yanks them down my legs and I curl my legs up, hiding my body.

"Don't hide love. You're still beautiful in my eyes." He gently pulls my legs down. Why the hell is he being so nice now? Did he have a random spurt of a working heart?

He kisses the stray tears, drying onto my cheeks. He moves down and I feel his lips lightly trail down my body until he gets to my bra.

"P-Please." I beg, more tears blurring my vision.

"Stop," I command with my small, fragile voice.

"Oh shut up. You'll enjoy it. Trust me." He looks at me with his lustful eyes.

"And I'm going to enjoy taking your innocence." He smirks, his eyes growing dark.

Little does he know, my innocence was already taken. No it was given.

"Just lay back and relax while I do my job." He continues to kiss down my body. When he gets to the hem of my panties he takes them between his teeth, slowly removing them. He talks his fingers up my thighs, making chills go through my body.

"You like that?" He smirks, massaging where my thighs meet my center. He moves his hand over and runs it up and down, bringing it to his mouth and licks it.

"Mm. You are so delicious." He hisses, dipping his head down and licking up and down where his hand was momentarily. He bites my clit lightly and I let out an involuntary moan.

"Oh." His eyebrows raise and he does it again, making me bite my lip to keep the moans inside. He pushes two fingers inside me and I gasp. He slowly pulls them out and pushes back in, becoming more rapid. He sucks on my clit and pumps his fingers in me. I close my eyes, not letting the tears fall.

"Geez Meg. If I didn't know any better, I would think your happy to see me." He says, standing up and hurriedly taking his pants off along with his boxers. He crawls up and kisses my lips and pushes me back against the headboard, propping me up.

"Lets see how good of a mouth you have." He smirks, taking his long member and placing the tip against my lips. I curl my lips in, preventing him from pushing in.

"C'mon love. Open up." He says, grabbing my jaw and forcing it open. Tears flew down my cheeks as he goes in and out, making me gag.

"I know you have some skills. Do your job." He demands, forcing himself into me. I reluctantly start sucking and flicking my tongue over his tip. He leans his head back in pleasure as he grips onto my hair, tugging on it and making my hormones act up. What the shit. Damn hormones.

"Mm yea. Right there." He moans. He lays me back and hovers over me.

"You don't know how long I have been waiting for this." He growls into my ear. He adjusts himself in front of my entrance and finally, he pushes inside of me. I let out a whimper as he goes all the way in. Not being careful at all.

Maybe if I picture Liam it would make things a bit better.

"Oh fuck." He moans. I imagine Liam's face, his voice, his lips against my skin and I relax a bit. I may not hate it all that much if I think of Liam.

"That's it babe. Just relax and enjoy it." He says, going in and out of me. I close my eyes and picture Liam's soft brown eyes staring into mine as he slides in and out of me. I can't believe I'm saying this but I think I'm actually going to enjoy it. I let out a moan and he goes faster and harder, making me moan louder.

"Fuck. Megan you feel so good." He pants. kissing my lips.

"Say my name." He orders. I picture Liam as he pounds into me, hitting me in the right spot.

"Mm Liam." I breathe out, instantly regretting it.

"What did you just call me?" He spits. He pulls out and flips me over, he gets on his knees. He bends over the side of the bed and grabs something. He comes back up and I feel a sharp pain on my bum and I jump. I feel it again and I lunge forwards. He does it repeatedly until I feel numb. Then he flips me back over, continuing his actions before I accidentally said Liam's name.

"Now. Let's get back to work." He smirks, thrusting in and out of me. I open my eyes and try to picture Liam. But instead, Harry's face pops up.

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Alright, here's that chapter I promised.....although, I didn't really promise.

Oh well, here it is anyway :)

Meg xx

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