Touch Me Like You Want Me

Chapter3 rejection

Ceen

On hearing his command my body was set on fire, in-between my legs dripping like the ocean as desire took over my body.

Without wasting time I mounted the bed my back against him as I position my ass like an obedient little dog I am, with my head tilted backwards staring at his gaze that was fixed right on my ass,

Excitement overwhelmed me, seeing how he was fighting the last bit of control on him, the darkness looming in his eyes shows just how much he wanted me, and slowly he began to take slow and predatory steps towards me, standing close to the edge of the bed, I was already a mess, my wetness is almost dripping down my thigh,

“f*****g little slut” He groan as he smeared his hands on the liquid dripping down my thigh,

“Taah…..” A hot spank landed on my ass cheek,

“Mmmmm” I found myself moaning, it wasn't painful, it was mixed with pain and pleasure, my p*say throb and reverberate, I bite my lower lips fighting back my moans,

He grabbed my waist with his left hand while his right one landed another spank,

“s**t….fuck” I moan throwing my head backwards, he suddenly grabbed a bunch of my hair yanking it backwards as another spank landed on my ass, my brain suddenly went haywire, n*****s begging to be sucked,

“You little w***e, how dare you allow another man to put his hand on you?”

How can I f*****g answer that when I'm, I'm…….

I ignored him and started trailing my hand to my V area, but he suddenly saw it and grabbed it caging it behind my back

“f*****g little cunt, you dare try to touch yourself when I'm here huh…..taah….” A louder spank met my ass cheek

“Please……..” I threw my head backwards as my sweat stick some part of my hair to my face

“Please” spank “What” spank

“Please, please touch me”

His freedom my hand and suddenly wrapped his hand around my throat, turning my head to stare at him backwards,

“Are you going to allow another man to touch you again?”

“No, no, no I promise”

“Good girl, not even yourself, you're not allowed to do so, only me has the right to touch this body cause you know why…..you belong to me”

“Yes baby, I belong only to you” I yap hopelessly, his face was so close I could literally feel his hot breath on me, he smells like wine mixed with sin, and danger. I want to kiss those formidable lips of his, I want to taste every inch of him, f**k…..he's my doom.

His dark eyes zeroed on me the whole time, I bet he's having a fun time

Another spank came but this time it was not my ass, it was my V area,

“f**k me already………” I yelled in frustration and hunger, he slowly raised the hand to my face,

“I haven't even touched you and you're already so freaking wet, such a slut” Right before my face he licked his hand sucking off my wetness, the next seconds his hand on my throat tightened as his lips landed on me, spitting into my mouth,

A smirked tugged at the corners of his lips on seeing how well I swallowed it,

“Now beg me little doll, if you want me to touch you beg for it, if you want me to f**k you you'll f*****g beg like an obedient little dog now beg”

I know it's crazy but I dreamingly like it when he talks dirty to me, he crazily turns me on and set me on fire,

“Please f**k me, f**k me so hard that I'll literally lose my voice”

“What a slut” A spank landed on my p***y choking my breath as my voice hitched forcing me to pause, my gaze steadied on him, his smile lines widened

“Now spread your legs for me cause I'm going to f**k you so hard and leave you crawling, unable to use your legs, I…will cripple you my little Ceen”

My name rolled out of his mouth like an obsession, like he's been wanting this as well,

His hand finally left my throat and his stepped backwards, I was waiting, for him to take me already but when I felt no movement and turned to stare at him he was now few feet away from the bed hands tucked in his and eyes so unreadable and void,

“Wh….what happened?” I asked in confusion

“I'm not touching you, I'm going to punish you by leaving you here to crave my touch and don't even try to f*****g touch yourself I have a camera watching you and about leaving the mansion again, it's useless the securities are in every corner of this mansion, but you can try if you want”

Anger, disappointment overwhelmed me, but most of all Shane, I quickly grabbed the sheet and covered my body, fighting my tears, I feel so rejected and unwanted,

I didn't say a word to him, I coiled up in the sheet hugging my feet, not crying not saying a word just numb,

All my desire for s*x disappeared and was filled with rejection

Seeing that I wasn't saying anything he opened the door and left.

Two Days Later

It's been two days since I was rejected twice. I haven't left my room yet and for the past two days Mr Killian knocks on my door everyday but I never opened up for him, so he ends up leaving Everytime.

If I was rejected when I didn't put this much effort it wouldn't have pained me but the most painful part is that I dressed sexy and was rejected, I still went naked right before him and was still rejected, that's a different type of heartache.

I should have known a man like Killian Romero who's in an open marriage with my mother would never give two s**t about me, he's a young billionaire who control the Romero's empire, made of chains of companies, but rumors has it that some of their businesses include some illegal deals that remains unknown to the public and that might be the reason why he fly out of Chicago every damn time.

I woke up today and told myself I wasn't going to keep bawling in tears like a widow, so I took a nice bath and dressed up before leaving my room as I made my way downstairs, I saw Mr Romero standing across the living room and was on call, guess he heard the sound of my footsteps cause he turned and our gaze met, but I spared him no glance as I turned away and proceeded to the kitchen.

I haven't eaten well in two days and honestly I do not have the appetite so I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water which I chunk down, I plan on spending my day out today, I don't know what I want to do I just I know I needed a fresh air,

I don't know why I'm so affected because Killian Romero doesn't want to touch me, I mean I'm not asking for a relationship I just wanted to feel wanted and he still crushed that desire.

I left the kitchen and as I was leaving the mansion I could feel Mr Romero's eyes staring at me from where he's standing, I pulled the door open and was about to step out

“Where are you going?” Came his commanding tone,

I pause….throwing him an uninterested look

“Are you also going to ask the security to stop me? It's daytime”

“I know it's daytime and I also know it's weekend and there's no school today, so where the hell are you going?’’

Something in me snapped, as my gaze turned darker,

“You're my mother's husband not father” I glared in anger, and stormed off.

I got into my car and drove off even though I knew he was burning in rage, but I didn't care anymore,