Chapter 124: Heels
*I did everything he did but backwards and in high heels. – Ginger Rogers*
Jolene got home from classes and found a note taped to her door.
*There’s an outfit on your bed. Put it on and come to the gym. – N*
Smirking as she unlocked the door, she had two questions in her mind.
Was Neo too long to write so it needed to be shortened from three letters to one?
What was the point of having a lock on her door if he just let himself in whenever he wanted?
Not that she was going to complain. He had chased away nightmares. Given her comfort when she needed it. Made sure that her favorite foods were stocked in the kitchen.
She was pretty sure that he had even done her laundry a few times.
What woman was going to object to that?
Walking into the bedroom, she was expecting to see a new workout outfit. With her workouts and training sessions, her body was changing. It also changed after her hospital stay when it was discovered that she had her mother’s thyroid issues. Now her workout clothes weren’t fitting the same and she kept having to pull her pants back up.
Stepping into the room, she saw a black Wednesday Addams dress and lace-up heeled boots. It was a cute outfit that once again, he had pulled straight from her imagination. She changed out of her jeans, black t-shirt and gray tennis shoes and put on the new outfit.
Going to the gym, she expected to see him ready to go out or something. She wasn’t sure why he wanted her to get dressed like this and in the gym. When she walked in, he was setting up the mats that they used for her training sessions.
“I love the dress.” Jolene smiled at Neo as he approached her.
He swept an appraising gaze over her and a predatory smile. “It looks good on you.”
“You have good taste.” A slight blush crept up her cheeks.
She moved closer to him and watched his eyes flick to her lips and his tongue slipped out to wet his own lips. He had not kissed her since the morning of her divorce hearing. She wanted him to kiss her again. The look on his face said that he wanted to kiss her, but he took a step back instead.
“Are you ready?” Neo asked.
“For what?” she asked coyly.
“Today’s training.”
Whatever moment that they had shared, or almost shared, was gone.
“Oh.”
He heard the defeat in her voice and knew he had screwed up. “Jolene, we need to talk.”
“About what?”
“I should not have kissed you.”
“Whatever.” She said angrily and turned away from him.
“No, not whatever.” Neo said calmly with a little bit of anger tinging his voice. “I need you to listen to me, pet.”
She nodded but did not look at him.
“I want you.”
The simple sentence took her by surprise, and she turned to look at him with angry eyes.
“You have an odd way of showing it.”
Giving into his needs, Neo moved quickly and pushed her up against the closest wall. He pinned her arms above her head with both her wrists in one of his. Pressing against her body, he forced his thigh between hers. His free hand lightly gripped her throat.
Jolene’s eyes widened with fear as she looked at Neo. This was not the sweet man that she knew. Nor was it anything like the monster she had been married to.
“Is this what you want?” Neo demanded quietly. Grinding his hard shaft against her, he leaned in close to her ear. “Do you want me to tell you what it does to me to know that you’re still wearing my collar? That I want to see you in my bed wearing nothing but that spiderweb collar and cuffs?”
Moving back from her, Neo released her neck and her wrists. He cupped her cheek and brushed away the tear slowly trekking its way down her cheek. Jolene flinched involuntarily and let out a shaky sob.
“I want you.” He repeated. “But you’re not ready. Even without me dominating you, I want you. And you’re not ready for anything like that.”
Leaning into him, she began to cry and wrapped her arms around him. He gave her a few minutes to work through everything before he began to soothe her. Once she had calmed down, he stepped away from her and smiled.
“Are you still upset with me?”
She nodded.
“Good.” He said and she looked up confused. “Take that anger and that fear and whatever you want to do to me. And now we’re going to do your training.”
“Dressed like this?” Jolene asked quietly.
“You think an attacker is going to give you time to go change into an outfit that’s better for fighting?”
With the image in her mind, she couldn’t help but smile. “Probably not.”
“Exactly.” Neo agreed with a grin. “So, there are a few points that we’re going to go over. First, you know in the movies when the mom grabs the little kids’ ear and drags them back home?”
“Yeah?”
“That’s because it hurts like a fucking bitch. You get ahold of your attacker’s ear; they will go wherever you lead them. Same with the thumb. Twist the thumb around and you can control them. The other thing, bite, claw and mark. Visible and make it easy to pick someone out on the street.”
They went over movements to get control of any situation. He pushed her with different attacks and surprises. It was about two hours before Neo was satisfied with her progress.
“Good. Let’s go eat. You like steak?”
“I do. Medium rare.”
“Perfect.” He grinned as they went back to his apartment. Everything was already prepared and did not take him long to cook.
As they sat down at the table, Jolene looked for the knife. “Do you have a steak knife?”
“No knife tonight.” He grinned. “Use your teeth.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes. If you ever need to, I want you to be able to take a bite out of whatever asshole is touching you.” Neo met her eyes with a possessive look. “No one else touches you."
“Possessive much?” Jolene muttered.
“Very much so.” He agreed.
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