“F uckkkkkk”, I moaned, at the same he groaned in pleasure. “How do I take this off?” He asked breathily and I was confused about what he was saying until I felt him tugging on my corset top.
“Allow me to help you”, I giggled and he sighed in frustration, “put me down”. He dropped me gently and I removed my top, leaving me in his shirt alone.
He gave me a once over and his eyes darkened even more that they already were. “You’re so f ucking beautiful. Beautifully mine and mine alone”, he whispered as he dragged his fingertips across my jaw and neckline, his fingers leaving a trail of heat in their wake.
Without any warning, he ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying in every direction and I gasped, both in pleasure and in shock.
He pulled the shirt off my body and discarded it somewhere in the room. I expected him to touch me in one way or the other but he just stepped back and looked at me with lust filled eyes.
I was left in my thong and knee boot and I felt so exposed. I tried to cover my breast with my hands but he growled in warning and I dropped my hands.
“Uhm…..may I ask what you’re doing?” I asked in a small voice since he kept circling me like a predator without touching me.
“I don’t remember asking you to speak”, he said as he trailed his hands across my collarbone before choking me slightly. My nipples hardened painfully at that gesture, making him chuckle lightly. The sound went straight to my core and I clenched my thighs.
“Stay right here” he whispered in my ear before dropping her a quick kiss on my cheeks. I released a breath I did not know I was holding as he pulled back from me.
“So who’s the horny bitch now?” Jasmine said in my head and I mentally gave her a death glare. To distract myself from the urge to touch myself at the sensation running through my body, I decided to engage in a conversation with her.
“Do I smell jealousy?” I teased her and she scoffed. “Puh–lease, why will I be jealous of being teased by an extremely sexy man that is currently lighting the candles and setting out strawberries dipped in chocolate?”
I looked towards Adrian and he was really setting all these things out. His muscles rippled beneath his shirt and the emotions I suppressed rushed to the surface. That man makes the simplest of things sexy, I swear to the moon goddess.
“I’m so f ucking jealous”, Jasmine whined in my head, “I’ll do anything to be in your place, I’m not even kidding”, she said and I burst out laughing, “Is something funny, baby?” Adrian asked and I looked at him, only for my breath to catch in my throat.
F uck me.
Lola’s POV
He was stark naked. Adrian was stark naked and the blaze in his eyes had me rooted to a spot. It was supposed to be a romantic dinner, tell me why I felt like I unleashed a beast.
“This is so romantic. I love the candles and the atmosphere feels so good. We should go out for a walk”, I rambled.
Adrian said “really” at the same time Jasmine said “that was a lame move”. I became crimson red and wished the floor would swallow me.
Adrian laughed and I hid my face in my palms. “Why are you being so fidgety?” Adrian asked and I peeped at him from the hole between my fingers.
I have no idea why I was being fidgety to be honest. I wanted him but something about his aura right then felt like I was about to be preyed upon, which I like but something feels weird.
“He’s always pampered you during sex. He was always doing what you wanted too. Seeing this side to him must be confusing”, Jasmine analyzed in my head and I agreed with her.
“So, you don’t like this side of me?” He asked while he pinned me with a piercing gaze.
“Uhm……uh…..I…..I…..I…. uhmmm”, I took a deep breath before I spoke again. “You’re frying my brain. Let’s do this instead of punishing me this way. I can’t even think straight”, I rushed out and breathed a sigh of relief once it was out of my lungs.
“Get on the bed, baby”, he spoke after a long moment of silence and I heeded without questioning anything. I sat at the edge of the bed but he shook his head and clicked his tongue.
“Lay on your back and spread your legs”, he commanded and I laid down. The heels of my boots were planted at the edge of the bed and I felt so exposed, save the flimsy panties I had on.
I was so turned on that my body felt feverish to touch. The temperature in the room was incredibly high despite the coolness of the night.
I heard things being shuffled around but they were all background noises. My heartbeat was so loud, it was the only thing I could hear. My blood pumped through my body at the speed of light.
I closed my eyes and tried to rub my thighs against each other to get a little relieve from the growing ache between my legs.
Thinking that Adrian was still busy to attend to me, I grabbed my breasts with both hands and lightly pinched my nipples, sending bouts of pleasure down to my aching pussy.
I almost let out a moan but I caught myself at the last moment and bit my lips to prevent the sound from escaping and drawing Adrian’s attention to me.
I teased my nipples for a while before I slowly trailed my hand down my body while the other hand continued to fondle my breast.
I was almost at the place where I needed to be touched the most when my wrist was held in warm, mighty palm. My eyes shot open and stared into his mismatched ones.
“You’re being very naughty. I told you to lay down, not pleasure yourself “, he lightly growled and my breathing got faster.
“Please, Adrian. Just do something. Anything at all”, I begged, my voice shaking. “Something?” He asked and I nodded eagerly. He cooked his head to the side like he was contemplating what I said and I waited with bated breath.
“Nah, you haven’t earned it. You’ve been naughty all day and it doesn’t sit well with me”, he said before holding his engorged dick in his hands and stroking it gently.
That’s so unfair. Why does he get to touch himself but I can’t? I opened my mouth to say But it but the smirk on his face discouraged me. It was like he was waiting for me to say something about it so that he could punish me more.
“Got nothing to say?” He taunted and I almost screamed from all the emotions running through my veins. “Adrian please”, I begged.
“Fuck”, he cursed before leaning in front of me. He pulled me by my ass to the edge of the bed and I automatically placed my legs on his shoulder.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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