A/N Another update! Let me know what you think.

Stirring the following morning, I rolled over to see James lying on his back and fast asleep. Gently shifting out of bed, I headed to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and hair. I look exhausted and tired in the mirror, with darkish circles under my eyes and a pale complexion. I considered going back to sleep but I know it won't work. Once I'm awake it's hard for me to slip back into sleep and usually I end up tossing and turning; my mind too active to calm down.

Instead I peeked over to the bed and watched the steady rise and fall of James' chest. Slowly slipping back under the covers beside him, he didn't smell like alcohol; which is a good sign. James was gone so long last night that I thought something might have happened, or he'd gone to blow off some steam. I know it shouldn't, but the amount of phone calls he's taken and received bothered me a little. The fact that he always seemed to change moods when it happened made me even more suspicious.

Other than the fact he used to be in the military and work as a truck driver, I still don't know much about James' personal history. I don't know if there's something going on in the background that he's not telling me. But whatever it may be, I just hope it's not anything too serious. I'm even hoping that he might actually tell me what's going on – in due time.

"Are you going to stare at me all morning?" he asked with gravely morning voice.

I was taken by surprise "Sorry, I didn't want to wake you"

"I was awake before you went to the bathroom"

My brows creased "Then how come you didn't say anything?"

Rolling over to look at me, he replied "Didn't want to disturb you"

Lightly scoffing, I turned to lay on my back and stare up at the roof; there's a few cracks and water marks. The mattress shifted beneath me and I saw James getting up from the bed and pull on his jeans. Sighing, he disappeared into the bathroom and I grabbed the blanket before yanking it up over my head.

I'm feeling deflated this morning and lost on what to do. I'm still contemplating James' offer to go home with him, and who to tell about it. The thought of Abbie came to mind but I don't know how she'll take it; probably with a million and one questions. But I can't just up and leave without saying a word, not after all she's done for me over the months.

James came out of the bathroom and I spoke through the blanket "I need to go to the diner today"

"What was that mumbles?"

Pulling the blanket off of me, I shivered from the cold. The bed shifted and creaked again while James crept to lie above me. My heart skipped a beat as his deep grey eyes looked down at me "I need to see Abbie. She's working at the diner today" I explained.

"Oh?" he raised an eyebrow "And what exactly do you need to talk to her about?"

"Me" I replied "Moving and going with you. I think she should know"

"So you've decided then? You're coming with me" I nodded and James looked at me a little more, his eyes piercing into me "I'm glad"

Leaning away and standing up at the foot of the bed, I gasped when he dragged me to the very edge. Gently pulling my underwear down and dropping it to the side, I watched with flushed cheeks as he knelt down and propped my legs on either of his shoulders. His warm breath tickled along the flesh of my inner thighs and groin.

Clutching the edge of the bed, his tongue licked a slippery wet trail and it made me sigh with pleasure. Sucking with an occasional graze of his blunt teeth, the tight strain in my stomach started to make itself known and I panted with need. Moving my legs from his shoulders and resting above me again, his fingers drew deep circles along my clit before thrusting two of his digits inside of me.

A sharp moan tore from my throat but he quickly covered it with a kiss. Wrapping my legs around his bare waist, his fingers moved deep and even and soon enough I felt my orgasm rock over me. Moaning into his shoulder, my legs trembled and I sucked in a deep breath to calm my racing heart. Lightly humming in contentment, I closed my eyes for the enjoyment of the moment and to relax.

However, I was suddenly surprised when James flipped me onto my stomach. Staring up at the headboard in a slight daze, I felt his weight straddled on top of my backside and I glanced over my shoulder to see him looking down "What are you doing?" I asked in confusion.

"Do you trust me?"

The question struck me as familiar – the same one he'd asked me in his car that night after the dinner "You already know the answer to that"

Reaching to take my arms, I let him move them behind my back. There was the familiar slide and clink of a belt buckle before he tied my hands together. I swallowed in nervousness while my heart started to pound again. Pulling the belt reasonably taught, he stood at the foot of the bed "Pull your knees together"

Doing as he said, he grabbed my hips and pulled me so my backside arched up into the air; my cheek pressed into the mattress. Nudging my legs apart to stand in-between, he pressed the tip of his already swollen hard member at my dripping entrance and filled me up with a hard thrust; which would have hurt more if I hadn't of orgasmed earlier.

Gasping, my hands trained tight against the leather binding. Continuing to thrust just as hard as the first time, the shooting tingles of pleasure were quick to start in the bottom of my belly. Moaning, he stretched and filled me up in all the right ways. Nudging near that sweet spot, I tried to move a little to get it right where I wanted, but a sharp slap to my backside had me staying still.

"Don't move" he said with a grunt.

Slipping out and grabbing hold of the belt around my wrist, he pulled me to stand up before turning me around and picking me up. I didn't have much time to react to anything as he dropped us down onto the middle of the bed and away from the edge. Lying on top of me, he reposition himself before plunging as deep as he could and pounding away.

I hated the fact I couldn't touch him.

It annoyed and satisfied me greatly that all I'm able to do is just lie here and take it. Moaning along with his very arousing manly sounds, the bed beneath us squeaked with protest and the sound of sex also filled the air. A fleeting thought made me question whether or not someone could barge in at any moment, and although I couldn't possibly care right now – it added another sense thrill to the mix and I orgasmed.

A strong wave of fatigue hit me and James had slowed down just a little, but I know he still hadn't finished. Lightly rolling my hip with the rhythm of the aftershocks, James pushed his hands underneath me and rolled us over for me to lie on top. He thrusted again and I whimpered before moving forward enough for him to slip out of me.

"I can't do it again" I spoke muffled with fatigue. My cheek rested on his warm chest with my eyes closed, ready for the void of sleep; despite it being early in the morning and having just woken up. I found that having to keep up with James' stamina becomes tiring.

Moving his hands from my hips to my face, James tilted my head to look up at him and he brushed a stray lock of hair behind my ear. Leaning in to kiss me, his short stubble brushed along my lips while his tongue pushed into my mouth. I became lost for a moment that I hadn't realised the distraction until he pushed back inside of me.

"James" I protested.

His arms wrapped around me to keep me still and pressed flush, my chin rested on his shoulder. Rocking up into me a few times, I went to tell him off when he picked up to an almost punishing pace. Jack hammering into me, my breath instantly caught in my lungs as he jammed right up against my sweet spot; over and over again. Tears of pleasure started to well in my eyes.

Chocked whimpers and incoherent mutterings of James' name was all I could manage as a different kind of pressure started to build in my belly. It was the same swell of toe curling pleasure, but there's a feeling or urge for something else; almost like the sensation of a full bladder but not quite – and that's when the thought of me might having to go to the bathroom came to mind.

I wanted to tell him to stop just in case, but I couldn't manage to talk when all my brain could focus on is him – inside of me. Moaning right near his ear, my blunt fingernails dug into the palm of my hands while my eyes screwed shut. That recognisable feeling of my muscles pulling taught had my back arching with a wince at how hard I'd orgasmed this time.

The only time I'd ever came twice was with James that night in the truck, but now it's three in a row and barely a moment to catch my breath. It makes me wonder how people could do it all the time when it feels this painfully intense. Panting, a warm gush filled me not a moment later and I slumped fully exhausted; my body aching and my skin clammy with sweat. The whole room feels like a furnace and I'm struggling to catch a breath or manage coherent thought.

A kiss pressed itself to my right cheek and James unbuckles the belt to let my hands free. Moving them to rest against the mattress, my muscles protested with a slight ache of stiffness "You alright?" he asked, just like last time.

I nodded "Tired"

"You gotta take a shower first"

"Why?" I mumbled in protest; wanting nothing more than to roll over and go to sleep.

"You wet the bed"

Stunned with confusion, I stared at the wall to the side not knowing what to say. I wondered if I'd heard right and thought about asking again, but I'm sure that's what he said. Slowly sitting up to straddle him, I looked glanced down at the sheets to see a slight puddle; it wasn't anything massive but the sheets are still damp beneath us.

My lips parted, trying to talk before I flung myself from him "Elise" he called after me as I ran to the bathroom in embarrassment; cheeks flushed red. Closing the door behind me, my back pressed against the door when I heard him knocking. I didn't say anything. I don't know what to say "It's not what you think"

"Then what else would you called it?" I retorted back "That's disgusting. I didn't –" pausing, I closed my mouth not wanting to talk about it any further. In truth I hadn't even felt it happening, but the evidence is right there.

"You didn't piss yourself if that's what you're thinking"

My brows knitted together and slowly turned to open the door just a little bit "What?"

James leant with one arm up against the wall. He'd already pulled his jeans back on "Girls do it sometimes" he said "It's nothing to get worked up about"

Opening the door a little more, I crossed my arms over my shirt covered chest "Then what is it?"

James stepped closer to me, his hands resting on my lower back "It means your special" picking me up, my arms wrapped around his neck before he set me down in the shower "Wash up. Then we can see that friend of yours. Alright?"

I nodded "Okay"

Leaving me in the shower, James closed the door on his way out and I turned the taps to let out the warm cascade of water. After scrubbing all over, I stepped out and dried off. Heading into the room with the towel wrapped around, James had already gotten dressed and a waft of his cologne filled my lungs; but it didn't mask the smell of sex that seemed to be all over.

Finding something to where in my bag of things on the small square table, I noticed the red marked around my wrists. It was sensitive when I touched them but not horrible "I won't be as tight next time" spoke James from the foot of the bed as he pulled on his boots.

I briefly glanced over my shoulder "I like it"

Slipping on the clothes I'd chosen, we left the hotel and headed into town. James parked a little ways down the street "I won't be long" I said while unclipping the seat belt.

Climbing out and walking down the side path, I stepped into the diner with a ding of the bell; it smelt of bacon and freshly brewed coffee. Glancing around, there's a few customers here and there for the morning breakfast "You're in early" spoke Richard from behind the counter "You looking for Abbie?"

"Yeah"

"She's round back" he gestured.

I was about to head around to the locker when I thought it'd be best to talk to Richard first. I approached hesitantly "This is short notice and I'm sorry, but I won't be able to work here anymore. I'll be leaving town soon"

Richard paused to look at me before breathing out a huff and scratching his neck "How soon?"

"Tomorrow, I think"

His eyebrow raised "Is there anything I should be worried about?"

"No" I said with a shake of my head "I just, don't think this the place for me anymore. Someone offered to let me stay with them"

Richard nodded "Well, it's sudden, but we'll be alright. I'll have your pay check transferred"

"Thank you Richard, for everything" giving a ghost of a smile, I made my way around back to see Abbie spritzing some perfume by her locker "Hey" I called out lightly.

Turning around, she smiled at me "What are you doing here so early? Your shifts not till lunch"

"I know. I just have to tell you something, and I don't want you to get upset or worried"

"What is it?" she asked with a concerned face, her round green staring at me through her glasses.

"The guy I told you about, James – he offered to let me move in with him" I replied "I know it's sudden and quick, but some things happened at the house and I can't live there anymore. I have to go"

Abbie stepped forward to protest "You can stay with me and Barry. I said you could"

"I know, but I can't do that. I shouldn't intrude and you guys are having trouble as it is. It would be better this way. I could get a better job, maybe take some classes?" I replied "And it won't be the end of me. I'll still come see you whenever I can"

Abbie eyes turned to the floor and she crossed her arms "I don't know what to say. Is that what you really want?" she asked while looking up at me again.

I nodded "For now"

"Alright. Well, when do you leave?"

"Tomorrow"

"Tomorrow?" she repeated with some shock "Jesus"

"I know, it's out of the blue, but James doesn't have a reason to stay anymore. He's done what he'd had to here"

There was a pause of silence before Abbie uncrossed her arms to envelop me into a hug. Returning the gesture, a moment passed when we pulled away "At least come to dinner tonight" she said "I'll cook your favourite, Lasagne"

"Yeah" I smiled "that would be great"

"And bring James if you want. It'd be nice to at least of have officially met him"

"I'm sure he'd like that" I replied before taking a step back and lightly clearing my throat "I'll let you get back to work. I'll see you tonight Abbie" making my way out to the main room, I smiled at Richard before leaving the diner. It'll be the last time for a long while until I'm back again.