''Carson.'' I close the bedroom door behind us as he walks into his closet.

I follow behind him cautiously, not knowing how to approach him with this new mood.

Leaning against the door frame of the closet I bite at my thumbnail as he grabs a bag and throws clothes in there. He heads to my side which has a few outfits that I brought over a while ago. Carson continues his rushed motions of throwing stuff into the bag.

He yanked drawers open, not even bothering to close them when he was done.

I walked behind, closing the drawers that he left open. I carefully placed the clothes that were thrown all over the place back into the drawers.

When I was done, Carson motioned for me to follow him into the room. He grabbed my overnight bag which was filled with clothes to wear for today and other essentials.

'' Put on your shoes.'' His voice was gruff as he walked past me, making his way into the bathroom.

I pulled on my black uggs that sat in the corner and stood by the door.

When he emerged from the bathroom, he grabbed my hand, pulling me behind him as he walked quickly throughout the hallway.

''We'll be back.'' That was all he said before pulling me out of the door.

Once we were inside of his G- wagon, he put the truck in reverse and backed out of the driveway.

The car ride was silent.

The only sound being heard is the low hum of music playing and the sound of the heater.

''Carson.'' I grab his hand that is resting on my thigh. ''Do you want to talk about it?''A few beats of silence pass by, his jaw tenses at the mere mention of the situation.

I let out a sigh as I turn to look out the window.

It was obvious that he was the type to brood in silence when angry. I just hated that it included ignoring his girlfriend who only wanted to make things better. But I understood that he needed to process everything.

Pressing my head against the window, I closed my eyes for the rest of the car ride.

Only an hour later was I shaken awake.

I opened my eyes to see Carson standing next to me, one hand on my knee and the other caressing my cheek as my vision adjusted.

I stepped out of the car and into the cold atmosphere of a private parking garage filled with expensive cars.

''Where are we?'' I question. My voice was groggy after the nap I took.

Carson extended his hand to me. I grabbed it, latching on to it as he guided us towards the elevator.

Once we reached the elevator, he placed his thumb against the up button. A dinging noise is heard as the light turns blue. A few seconds later, the elevator does is opened to reveal the inside.

I was too mesmerized by the mirrored inside and the golden light that filled the elevator, that I hadn't realized that he still wasn't responding to my questions.

I decided on holding my tongue until we got inside the mystery place.

Carson pulled my body closer to his. His musky scent wafted up my nose as I inhaled him deeply.

The elevator dinged indicating that we had arrived at our designated floor.

The first thing that I see is the amazing view as I walked across the dark hardwood floors. My mouth parts slightly, taking in the view of L. A that is right in front of me.

Perks of being filthy fucking rich- getting to live in one of the tallest buildings in the city.

''Where are we?'' I turn around.

I look up to see his gaze staring out of the window, a calm expression replaced the scowl he had sported for the past hour.

''This is my home.'' He sighs as he wraps his arms around my waist.

''So he does speak,'' I sass.

His chest rumbles against mine in silent laughter. ''Why were you ignoring me?''

My fingers reach up to caress his skin.

Grey eyes met mine as he looks away from the view. Carson takes a deep breath in before leading me away from the window. I follow him towards the sectional that sat in front of a marble electronic fireplace, a t.v hung on the mantle above it.

''I didn't want to snap at you and say something that I'd regret later.'' He admits running a hand through his disheveled hair. ''I know how I can get when I get upset. I didn't want to hurt you because of her.''

''You don't deserve to be lashed out on because of her actions.'' I scooted closer to him, taking his hand in mine as he spoke.

''But I also want to help. I don't want you to brood or be angry in silence.'' Carson turns towards me, his eyes filled with regret as they searched mine.

''We have to communicate with each other, no matter what okay?'' I lean into his warmth, pressing my forehead against his as he closes his eyes.

''I love you.'' He whispers, his hand reaching to grab my neck as I arch into him.''So much Ayanna.''

Closing the space between us, I press my lips against his gently. Basking in the softness as he kisses me back slowly. Our lips move at a slow pace as his thumb presses into the middle of my neck. He places small tantalizing kisses down my jawline as his other arm wraps around my waist and lifts me onto his lap.

''I love you too, Carson,'' I say as he grips my boob.

It came out as a squeal due to him squeezing the hell out of my boob.

He hums in response as his teeth drag against the skin of his neck. His strong hands grip my messily done ponytail as he stands up from the couch. I gasp in surprise as he heads towards the staircase.

He carries me up three flights of stairs until we reach his floor. I would've asked how many rooms he had, and why were there so many, but I was too occupied sucking on the skin of his neck.

Carson approaches his room door, fumbling with the knob a bit until the door finally creaked open. He placed me on my feet once we entered the room. I looked around noting the black and grey accents in the room making it have a masculine feel to it.

Carson disappeared behind a door in his room as I looked around.

After a few minutes, he emerges from behind the mystery door, a few items in his hand that he places on the bedside table before turning around.

He stalks towards me, his finger reaching at the tip of his charcoal hoodie as he pulls it over his head. My mouth dries at the sight of his taut body, his muscles flexing as he throws the hoodie to the side.

I back up a little, the smoldering gaze in his eyes is too much to bear as he stares me down like I was his prey.

''Why are you backing away, angel?'' His tone was dark, teasing, and sensual as he reaches me.

''I'm not- I di-'' I stammer as he approaches me, snatching my waist into his hands quickly.

''Lying is a sin angel.''

He presses his body against mine as he peers down at me,'' Liars get punished.''

Carson grips my jaw tightly, making me look him in his eyes. I swear that my stomach dropped to the pits of my stomach as I met his smoldering gaze.

''Do you want to get punished?'' He questions.

''Hmm,'' he leans forward, his lips brushing against mine as I tremble against his body.

He trails his hands down my body, circling my breast, caressing my stomach, and stopping in between my thighs, cupping my vagina. A small whine leaves me as I grind into his palm. A nose of approval comes in response as he presses his fingers into my clit.

''Answer the question,'' he whispers.

His lips brush against the shell of my ear as he moves his fingers in circular motions. My mind becomes a hazy fog of a mess as he pulls away, staring down at me patiently as if he had all the time in the world.

''Yes.'' I swallow. '' I want to be punished.''

Punished for what exactly, I didn't know, but I wasn't going to ruin the fun.

Carson turned around, his hands entangled with mine as I walked closely behind him. The closer we get to the bed is when I realize that the items he chose were a dildo, maybe an inch or two bigger than him, sensual oil, and cuffs.

My body buzzed in anticipation as he pulled me in front of him.

He took my hair down letting it fall over my shoulders only to pile it on top of my head into a secure bun. ''Lift your arms,'' he whispered huskily. I followed his directions, lifting them as he pulled my hoodie over my head.

I was left in my bra and his boxers that I had left in during his rush.

Carson's fingers trailed across my back, his calloused fingertips feeling good against my skin in the process. The hairs on my back rose at his featherlight touch, his fingers made contact with the band of my bra.

My breast began to grow heavier as I waited in anticipation for him to free them.

Carson removed the bra, trailing the straps slowly down my skin in the process.

Goosebumps popped up on my skin as the straps slid down my arms. The article of clothing finally falls to the floor, leaving me half-naked, the only piece left is his boxers that I've been wearing.

''These look way better on you than me,'' he speaks as his fingers toy with the waistband.

''They might look even better on the floor though.''

I hadn't realized that I had been holding my breath until he pulled the boxers down my legs, the cool air kissing my skin in the process. I stepped out of them as they pooled around my feet, his thumb and forefinger snapping the band of my thong.

My eyes widened as I felt him pull on the string, the delicate fabric ripping.

''Whoopsie,'' he whistled.

I began to protest but he pushes me towards the bed, I land flat on my stomach until he grabs my legs and flips me onto my back. I stare at the ceiling, my face morphing into awe as I realize it was mirrored ceiling.

In the midst of me staring up at myself in shock, he's cuffing me to the bed, the cuffs being tight but not too tight. They were long enough to where I had enough room to move my whole arm and bend my legs if needed.

Once he's done, he checks the restraints and comes towards my end of the bed. A silk gray blindfold is in his hands as he approaches me.

''Trust me?'' He asked.

''Of course,'' I reply as he lifts my head, wrapping the blindfold around my head.

My world goes black causing the anticipation and arousal to rise within my body.

A small gasp leaves my lips at the feeling of oil spilling over my skin, dripping down my stomach and in between my legs. The oil smelled heavenly as the scent filled the air, relaxing my nerves a bit.

I feel Carson's hands start to spread across my body, rubbing the oil in slowly, not missing an inch of my bare skin. A soft moan spills from my lips as his hands make their way to my breast, rubbing them, squeezing them sensually.

His hands caress my stomach as his fingertips trail down my stomach, heading towards my thighs. In the process, he brushed his fingers along the inside of my thighs, causing me to clench them shut slightly.

''Tsk tsk,'' Carson tutted as he opened my legs, his hands continuing their slow motions of rubbing my skin down with the oil. His hands worked wonders on my thighs as he dug his palm into them, rubbing in circular motions as I let out moans of approval.

''That feel good?'' He asked.

''Feels amazing,'' I respond as he hums.

Carson trails his hands a little bit higher, now reaching the insides of my thighs.''What about now? How does that feel?'' He asked, his fingers drifting up further, hovering slightly over my pelvic bone.

''Gr-great,'' I stutter as his hands wander towards my vagaina.

I take a sharp inhale through my parted lips as his fingers come in contact with my clit, rubbing the small bundle of nerves slowly as my hips jerk in surprise.

''You like that?'' His voice is a soft, sensual melody as his fingers work the small bundle of nerves.

''Or do you like this better?'' His finger slides down my slit, entering my pussy effortlessly due to the oil coating his fingers. Carson pumps his fingers once, twice, and three times before he shoves the knuckles deep inside of me.

I let out a scream of pleasure as he wiggles them back and forth before retracting them.

''I think that you liked the second one best,'' he observed.

I had half of the mind to smart off but I knew better- he held all of the power in this situation.

''Let's try something a little different.''

I clench my fingers, folding them into a fist as I exhale a shaky breath. He was going to pick up the dildo.

I wasn't used to any other objects besides fingers and dicks being shoved up my vagina before. Even when I masturbated I had used my fingers, being too afraid to stick anything else up there.

A fear of mine was being found dead in my room with a vibrator sticking out of me- I refuse to scare my mother like that.

I squirm feeling the cold tip of the dildo against my clit.

''I got you,'' Carson mumbles softly as he teases me with it like he would his dick. '' Just relax, imagine it's me inside of you...'' he pauses.'' Which it will be soon.''

''Just take a deep breath.'' He coaches me through this as the dildo follows the same path his fingers had a few minutes ago.

''Ahh!'' I moan at the feeling of the dildo stretching me out.

Carson pumps it in and out of me slowly, '' Is this okay?''

I nod my head, my tongue flickering over my bottom lip. ''That's nice.''

Carson lets out another hum of approval as he speeds up the pace, pumping the object in and out of me. My hands clutch the soft sheets into my hands as I buck my hips off of the bed, trying to match with his pace.

''Be still or you won't cum,'' his voice was stern. ''Don't be greedy.''

I whine at his words and the lack of motion going on down below.

''Please,'' I beg, moving my hips a little to create some form of friction.

''How badly do you want it? How badly do you need it, Ayanna?'' He tempts me as he pulls the dildo out completely, only to shove it back in so agonizingly slow. ''Tell me how badly you want to cum.''

I cry out as he repeats his actions, my hips try grinding downwards but the restraints keep that from happening.

''Speak to me, angel. Tell me how to make you cum.''

Carson knew all of the ways to make me cum, and that was with his dick.

Now I could cum all of this rubber dildo, but I would cum harder on Carson's dick.

''I need it,'' I whimper.'' I need it so badly, Carson, please make me cum.''

Carson let out a sigh as he pondered my request.

''I don't think that I'm done having my fun yet though.''

''Carson please,'' I whimper like a pathetic dog in heat.

Carson chuckled darkly,'' Begging isn't getting you out of this one.''

Before I could reason with him, he shoves the dildo deep inside of me. My mouth hangs open, emitting silent moans as he pumps the object in and out of me, I feel my thighs become slick with my arousal as the juices spill out with every detraction of the dildo.

''Oh God!'' I scream as I pull on the restraints needing to touch something.

My legs shook at a fast pace indicating that my orgasm wasn't so far out of reach. '' Carson, don't stop.'' I cry out as knots of pleasure began to unravel in the pits of my stomach.

''Are you going to cum? Are you going to leak all over this blue dildo?''

I nodded my head, biting down on my bottom lips as my stomach caved in. '' I am, oh fuck I am!'' I shout as I feel it coming- it was so close.

I was almost there, my body almost getting its one wish granted at the moment- only for him to pull the dildo completely out of me.

''Wha- no, no,'' I cry out as he chuckles in amusement.''Why would you do that? I was so fucking close.''

''Because Angel,'' His lips hover my chin as he speaks.'' It's fun, and, I'll be damned if you cum all over a fake dick instead of the real thing. You get to cum when I'm ready for you to cum.''

I had never been more upset than I had right now- he was edging me.

He was behaving like some sick fuck by not allowing me to cum. I knew that he had to have a raging hard-on just from seeing me naked and all oiled up. That and the fact that I was practically leaking all over his expensive ass sheets.

This was bullshit- total fucking bullshit.

''Carson!'' I shouted his name as the thrust of the dildo brought me out of my thoughts.

In and out. In and out. In and out.

Fast. Slow. Fast. Slow.

I was losing my fucking mind as he denied me orgasm after orgasm. Each time I got within an inch of cumming, he would withdraw the dildo and leave me hanging. Tears ran down my face as every orgasm that built up got much more intense than the last.

''Carson please,'' I beg, my voice horse from all of the screaming that I had done.

'' Carson please what?'' He taunted as I felt the bed dip.

''I want to cum, I need to cum.''

I feel his body hovers over mine as he lifts the blindfold over my eyes. It takes a minute for my eyes to adjust to the light as I see his perfect face begin to clear up in my vision. His grey eyes were dark, so dark that they almost looked black.

Carson disappears, I feel his hands loosening the cuffs on my feet before he's back in my line of eyesight.

''You ready, angel.''

''Yes,'' she nods her head frantically.

I had taken my raging hard dick in my palms. It was so hard and sensitive that pre-cum had started to drip down the length of my dick a while back, my balls were heavy with the need to release. Shuffling the last few inches near her, I slowly entered inside of her, watching as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

I had to keep myself from doing the same, just for the sole purpose of watching her every emotion as I let her cum.

I planned on making her squirt, and then I planned on eating her out until she came again. Then I would fuck her to sleep once I emptied inside of her.

I picked up my pace as I hovered over her, one palm flat by her head as the other gripped her waist. Her moans were the encouragement that I needed to push forward to make her release first. I had not only tortured her out of an orgasm, but it was also torture for me to sit here and listen to her moans, mewls, and whimpers.

It was also torture for me to watch her start to get off from a dildo and not my dick fucking the shit out of her. It was torture to watch her juices drip down her thighs and not be able to lick the sweet taste of them up.

''CARSON!'' Ayanna screamed my name as toes curled.

I hadn't realized how hard or fast I had been going. Her thighs started to shake tremendously as I stilled inside of her, throwing her legs over my shoulder and placing my hands on the headboard to get a deeper angle.