CHAPTER 6~ SAY YOU'RE MINE
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The blouse Larisa wore, he pulled it over her head, and then unclasped the bra from around her back, throwing it on the floor.
Larisa’s eyes steered clear of his, she was sure he noticed the glossiness in them. He knew she didn’t want to do this, but he didn’t care.
“Your skin is so soft…glistening like a gem beneath the light.” He cupped her breasts, diving down to take a n****e into his mouth. They were hard, probably because of how cold the AC was in the room and that must’ve also been why an unknown sensation roused within her when he began to suck.
His tongue was warm as it slowly circled the rigid bud and his fingers pinched the opposite one, creating a sudden heat in the pit of her stomach. She arched off the bed, pushing at his chest. “S-Stop…feels weird.”
“Weirdly good?” He asked her. He lined kisses down her stomach, hands shifting down to her waist and then to the waistband of her pants. She stiffened immediately. “I…you can’t…not again, please…”
He kissed her once more, unbuttoning and unzipping her pants despite the frail warning she’d gasped out. “Why not, angel…?”
“That’s…it’s…” Larisa pursed her lips, what was she even going to say? And if she begged him to stop now, would he?
She knew he wouldn’t…he’d remind her of her words again…the ones she’d foolishly spewed without thinking. “It’s nothing.”
“Good.” He pulled the thick jeans down her legs and when it slid off the tip of her toes, Larisa bent her knees up and closed them tight. Her blurry eyes were glued to the ceiling.
It was going to happen again, he was going to take away the little innocence she had left; taint it…destroy it…break her.
She trembled when he grabbed onto her thighs, slowly spreading them apart. “Don’t hide anything from me…this beauty was made for me to see, just me.”
Tears dripped down her cheeks as he slid her panty aside. “You don’t have to be scared either…as long as you behave, I won’t hurt you.”
His lips skimmed against her inner thighs; leaving slow kisses that breached lower and lower, constantly heightening her feeling of dread. When he reached the apex of her thighs, a sob burst free from her lips. She hated this…she hated him. “P-Please don’t, not again.”
He stopped and raised his head to look at her, sighing in what could only be pinned as frustration. “How pitiful you look and sound right now…crying and resisting me when you’d been the one who wanted this from the beginning. You’d wanted to be mine, there’s no such thing as the wrong place at the wrong time. You willingly stepped into my net, and now when I’m ready to prey, to eat up my dinner…you cry?”
He creeped between her legs, leaning down to kiss her flushed and teary cheek. “Stop crying, Larisa. Get used to this, get used to me…because you’re mine now. I’m not letting you go.”
Larisa turned away from him, but he grabbed her face, twisting it back in his direction. “Answer me, princess. Your voice…use it. Tell me you understand, tell me you’re mine.”
Larisa swallowed the hope she had, the hope that he’d stop all of this, that he’d let her go, for it was obvious that he wouldn’t. For the one little mistake she made, he wanted to see her suffer, to break down, to lose herself. He wanted to take away her dignity, step on her pride…he wanted her to be completely numb. There was no escaping him. She didn’t have the money to move out of her current apartment much less to run away abroad, she didn’t even have a job. He had the upper hand, he was in complete control of her…and she had to accept that. “I-I understand…”
“Now say you’re mine.” His tongue lapped at the tears on her face, stopping just beneath her eyes. “Say you’re Julian’s.”
“I-I’m yours…” Larisa stuttered out. “I’m Julian’s.”
“Oh f*ck…” He buried his head in the crook of her neck. “That sounds so f*cking hot. I’m losing it, the control I’ve held onto for so long, I’m f*cking losing it.”
Larisa felt as his hot breath tickled her neck and she also felt it when his hand slithered down her stomach, hovering atop of the red panties she wore. “I want to cross the limits again, to bury myself even deeper than I did last night inside this tight p***y, but for now, it’s all about you. Last night I’d been impatient, I’ll make sure to take my sweet time this time; to pleasure you…to have you know who you belong to without going too far.”
His hand reached into the thin fabric and Larisa went stiff as his fingers circled her clit slowly. He raised his head to stare at her, those cold eyes appearing soft and vulnerable as he took her lips between his incredibly soft ones. He kissed her, but Larisa didn’t kiss back. She didn’t know how to and furthermore, the fact that this wicked man was her first kiss…her first everything made her stomach churn in despair.
He pulled back, the motion of his fingers quickening, heightening the heat she’d felt. The feeling it gave her was sensational, one she could barely describe, but one her body seemed to need. Tingles kept seeping down her spine and moans laid on the tip of her tongue that she was too scared to release. His fingers shifted, circling her entrance. “You got wet? So f*cking wet…for me, Larisa?”
He slipped a finger inside and Larisa’s legs twitched, a gasp falling from her mouth despite her efforts to keep it in. “How do you feel?”
His voice was deep, stirring up her senses, doing something unknown to her…and the finger inside of her was doing the same. She bit her lips, pushing back against the bed when another finger forced its way inside.
An uncontrollable moan left her lips and she hated herself for it. This shouldn’t feel good, his hands touching her shouldn’t give her pleasure…so why…? Why did it feel so good?
Why was she so damn close to unravelling? To fall right off the edge…
“I’d taste you, lick up your c*m with my tongue and give you immense pleasure…pleasure far beyond this. But if I start, I won’t stop and you’d cry again…you’d beg me to stop and I f*cking wouldn’t.” His fingers sunk deeper; curling inside of her and Larisa latched onto his shoulders, biting down on her lips harder. “I wouldn’t pity you, in fact, the reason for those tears would have me shoving something far bigger than my tongue inside.”
Larisa threw her head back, nails scraping into his skin as an unknown feeling feasted upon her.
He kissed her chest and then hovered over her breast. “Seeing you in ecstasy is making it hard for me to control myself, so let go baby girl…let it all go.”
A broken cry left Larisa’s lips as an explosion seeped through her, one that had her body trembling uncontrollably. His fingers didn’t stop moving, not until the high cloud she’d hopped on, brought her back to the real word.
Her eyes widened as he pulled his fingers out of her, swiping the wet digits over her clit before pulling his hand out of her drawers. “Did it feel good?”
Larisa didn’t answer, she couldn’t…she was too ashamed to.
“Answer me, Larisa.”
“I…I…” Her words were breathless. “I don’t know.”
“Since it isn’t a no, I’ll accept it.” He crawled from between her legs and Larisa clamped them shut immediately. “Sleep here tonight…with me.”
And then he fell beside her on the bed, pulling her into his arms. “Rest up, my little reporter.”
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