Touch Me Like You Want Me

Ceen A burning stepfather’s attraction, the man I was not supposed to want, the man I was not supposed to crave, yet I see myself falling deeper and deeper into the chaos unwilling to let go, not that I have done anything intimate with him, but I don't even trust myself enough to not do anything if he's closest centimeter to me. Whenever he glanced or looked at me I feel like I could drown in his gaze, his stares makes me feel like I want to become his and no others, I want him to break me and destroy me in the most possible way, to claim me and make me his belonging and no one else, and that's the moment I realized I was beyond saving. Having these crazy thoughts about the man that was supposed to be my new father, my mother's new husband. I think I'm f****d up, but it's not my fault, blame it of Felisha for being the most useless mother ever, who goes out stay three months outside and completely forgets she has a daughter, what else can I do but want to be wanted especially when no one has wanted me my whole life. And that is why tonight I decided to do something that I've never done before, something that would give me a closure that I'm not unwanted, I just want to feel wanted for once in my life, I just want to be touched by the only man my body has ever wanted, I want Killian Romero to look me in the eyes and choke me in the best possible way, I want him to mark me and claim me as his property, to do with me as his please, I want his touch, his kisses, his commands, I want to be his dirty little secret, everything forbidden. I want to become that for him, because this body of mine is burning for my mother's husband and I'm going to take him in this best possible way. I'm tired of screaming his names in my dreams, touching myself while having tons of imagination of him, I'm tired of settling for the thought of him in my head and tonight I'm going to get the real thing, I'm going to get on his bed. Tonight I was dressed in a seductive red lingerie, my mother left home for the past one month, days are gone when I cloud my mind with her thoughts always worried about her and missing her, I've made peace with the thoughts that in this lifetime I'm motherless and for everything she's made me go through, I'm not even the least remorseful of what I'm about to do, it's not like she cherished or appreciate Mr Romero. As I lay on his bed in a crazy tempting way, with my back facing the door, I know deep down that no man can resist my current view, my bare ass is in display with the thong sitting right on it like it's meant to be, exposing all my curves and good qualities. In any minute I know Mr Romero would be walking in through that door, and just like I thought I heard footsteps, that stopped right in front of the door, the next seconds the door was creaking open, as soon as he stepped into the room and saw me dangerously sprawled out on his bed, he stopped dead on his track, eyes darkening…. something in him snapped, My eyes trailed his grip on the door and his veins popping as his grip tightened, his jaws clenching and unclenching more like he's fighting something….his demons. I stylishly sat up, exposing the sensitive part of my neck as I tuck my hair to the side, my gaze on him, and quietly I climbed down from the bed, with every step I take my ass bounce, and my boobs pointed towards him in aching please, He stood, rigid to the spot, eyes on me, demons awakened, my eyes trailed down to his tuxedo pant and seeing the emanating bulge a smile tucked at the corners of my lips, *He wants me* Standing before the most handsome 32 years old man I've ever seen in my life, I hungrily licked my lips and a smirk tucked at the corner of his lips, his gray eyes pierced mine, I wanted to feel his straight jawline and I found my hand moving on their own, he didn't stop me instead he looked intoxicated watching every of my move, as I finally rested my hand on his perfectly structured face, tracing his jawline, I was suddenly flipped and slammed against the wall, His eyes burning with fire with my two hands caged above my head, I swear I've never seen like that before, but I liked it. I love that I could make him so restless, so uneasy, but most of all I love that….he's hard for me. “You want me” The words suddenly rolled out of my mouth like nemesis, he uttered no words just his eyes on me, “I know you want me, and guess what I want you too, so why don't we both give each other what we want” He smiled and the next seconds his body was pressing against mine, I could feel his hardness, my breast was pressing against his hardened chest and I just want to grind myself against him so bad, He slowly leaned towards me, is he going to kiss me? I closed my eyes, stretched my lips, “You're messing with fire, little doll” My eyes snapped open and he was now staring and grinning “Then burn me” Immediately he heard that, his hand suddenly wrapped around my neck, “You don't know what you're asking for” He growled, I laugh hysterically, with my gaze on him, both of us staring into each other's soul, I was dripping just by this close range, my n*****s were aching so badly, he's a damnation I wanted to cross “I know what I want, I'm 20, and I'm telling you that I want you to f**k me, take me and do with me as you please, make me YOURS Killian Romero” His hand left my throat and suddenly grabbed my ass, possessiveness and dominance flashing in his eyes “If I f**k you, no man else will want you, I'll destroy you for any other man” Came his husky voice, sending tingles and igniting fire in me, “Then destroy me for any other man, that is my wish” He stared at me and suddenly pulled back, “You don't know what you're asking for, leave” Is he rejecting me? Does that mean he doesn't want me? If everybody rejects me then who is going to want me?! My eyes watered with tears and I let it flow, my father rejected me even before I was born, my mother gave birth to me and still didn't want me, I had no friends in school and yet the only man I threw every caution and pride away to seduce still rejected me, As tears trail down my cheeks he stood and watched me, with the way he's gritting his teeth I would have thought he cared about me and hates to see me crying, but he just rejected me, he doesn't give a s**t about me. I wiped my tears and looked at me, “It's okay if you don't want me but tonight, I'm going to the club and I'm going to make sure, I get f****d by anyone who wants me, do you hear me I WILL f**k ANYONE THAT WANTS ME” “If you dare leave this mansion, don't blame me for what I'll do, little doll” “Watch me” I said to his face and left.