The cruel King

chapter eleven

"Yes, sweetheart?" His voice dripping with mock-innocence "You seem to be at a loss for words."

He felt a sense of satisfaction as she reluctantly sat on his lap, her small frame fitting perfectly against him. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer against his chest as the car started moving.

"See, sweetheart? This is much better, isn't it?" He whispers.

She bit her lips fidgeting with her fingers, his one hand on her thigh... But then because of the slit, it drops making her entire right leg bare. He felt a thrill run through him as her fidgeting caused the fabric of her dress to inch higher, exposing more of her smooth thigh. His hand on her thigh tightened, his fingers tracing slow, torturous circles on your skin as he spoke.

"You seem a little restless, sweetheart, Is something bothering you?" He whispered near her ear.

"Hayden stop teasing me" she murmured barely a whisper.

He chuckled at her murmured words, enjoying the way she squirmed on his lap. Her efforts to remain stoic and unaffected were failing miserably, and he knew he had her right where he wanted her.

"Teasing you? Me? I would never, I'm just enjoying having you here, on my lap, all to myself."

Evelyn tried to move against him to sit properly, her attempts to cover herself only making him more determined to tease her. Hayden's hand on her thigh didn't move, still tracing those torturous circles on her skin.

"Trying to be modest, sweetheart?" He whispered in her ear "It's a little late for that now, isn't it?"

He chuckled as she again fidgeted on his lap to sit properly, the movement causing her body to brush up against his in all the right places. The car stops due to traffic, he got the chance to have both of his hands on her. One on her thigh and another on her waist.

"Ah, someone's getting restless again, You know, you're only making it harder for yourself, sweetheart. The more you move... the more you squirm... the harder I want to tease you."

"Hayden we are in car and in traffic jam so behave.. " she said removing his hand from her thigh

Hayden gave her thigh one last squeeze before reluctantly letting her remove his hand, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Behave, hm? And why should I behave when I have a beautiful girl in my lap, squirming and fidgeting so enticingly?"

"Hayden stop" she winced

He couldn't help but chuckle at her insistence, finding her attempts to maintain the control amusing.

"Oh, sweetheart, I think we've passed the point of stopping. You're in my lap now, and I'm not planning on letting you go anytime soon." His hand moved up from her thigh to rest on her inner thigh, his grip tight and possessive. She inhales sharply as she freezes in the moment.

He felt her gasp against him, the sound sending a thrill through his body. He tightened his grip on her hip, pulling her even closer against him. His lips were mere inches from he ear, his breath warm against her skin as he spoke.

"That's it, sweetheart. That little gasp of yours is just making me want you even more."

Evelyn's tongue darted out to wet her dry lips, his eyes locked on the small movement. His grip tightened a lil on her waist and on her inner thigh inches away from her core.

"You have no idea what you do to me, sweetheart, Just a simple action like that... it drives me insane."

He leaned to kiss her but she moved her face away... "Hayden we're in traffic jam there people around us"

He let out an impatient huff, his annoyance growing at her continued resistance.

"So what if we're in traffic?" He said, his voice low and demanding "I want to kiss you, sweetheart, and I'm not going to let a little traffic stop me from doing what I want."

"Hayden you're not understan-"

He cut her off, his patience running thin as she continued to deny him. He grabbed her chin firmly, turning her face back to look at him. His eyes were dark with desire, his voice rough with frustration.

“Sweetheart, I don’t care if we’re in traffic, in public, or in front of a hundred people. When I want something, I take it. And I want to kiss you, right now.”

"Hayd-"

He didn't let her finish speaking, his lips crashing against hers in a hungry, demanding kiss. The kiss was rough and passionate, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he deepened the kiss. His hand on your hip held her impossibly close against him, my body pressed intimately against yours. Other hand fisting her hair.

He felt her attempts to push him away, but his grip on her only tightened. His arm wrapped around her waist, holding her in place as he continued to kiss her. His body was pressed firmly against hers, his lips moving urgently against hers.

He pulled back just enough to speak, my breath ragged as I panted against your lips.* "Don't even try to fight me, sweetheart. You're exactly where you belong, right here in my arms."

"Hayden liste-"

He cut her off again, his lips moving down to her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin. His hand on her hip slid up to her chest, his fingers gently caressing her skin through the fabric of her dress.

"Shhh, sweetheart," he murmured against your neck "Just let me kiss you. Stop fighting it. You know you want this just as badly as I do."

He noticed the change in her body language, her hands gripping his shoulders lightly as she closed your eyes. A satisfied smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, finally after 8months she's giving in, he continued to kiss and nibble at her neck, his body pressed tightly against hers

"That's it, sweetheart, Just relax and let me take care of you."

He was relentless in the kisses, his lips and tongue moving over her skin with a hunger and desperation that was almost feral. He could feel her becoming more and more dazed with every passing moment, her body responding to his touches and kisses in a way that only fueled his desire.

"You taste so good, sweetheart, I could kiss you for hours and never get enough."

She dropped her head back her dress again exposing her long leg

His eyes roamed over her exposed leg, his breath catching in his throat as he took in the sight of her smooth skin. He let out a low, appreciative growl as he saw how her dress teased him with just enough skin to make him want more.

"Sweetheart, do you know what you do to me when you tease me like this?" He said, his hands running over her thigh, his touch leaving a trail of fire on her skin.

"I'm not even teasing you Hayden" she chuckles

"Oh, really now? You don't think this is teasing me, sweetheart? The way you sit here on my lap, your dress barely covering you, your smooth skin exposed to me. You don't think that's teasing?"

"No.." she says enjoying his state

He let out a low growl, the sound almost feral in its intensity. Her nonchalance was driving him insane, the way she were enjoying the effect she were having on him only making him want her even more.

"You don't think it's teasing when I can barely keep my hands off you, sweetheart?" He said, his voice rough and thick with desire "When I want to kiss you, touch you, claim you, all these things and more?"

"It's not teasing Hayden let me show you what teasing called"

She looks at his eyes continuously as she hold both of his shoulder and stood lil bit straddling on his lap, He let out a soft hiss as her legs on either side of his hips. He looked up at her, his eyes roaming over her face and body. The feel of her arms around his neck and the sight of her smirk sent a jolt of desire through him.

"Sweetheart," his voice low and rough "Is this what you call teasing? Because if it is, you're definitely playing a dangerous game."

He watched as she laughed, her head dropping back, their chests touching, he couldn't help but feel a thrill run through him. The sound of her laughter was like music to his ears as after so long he heard it again, and the feel of her body pressed closely against him was driving him insane.

"Sweetheart," he said, his voice raspy and tinged with desire "You're playing with fire now. You have no idea what you're doing to me."

"Really sweetheart" she says still laughing.

His heart skipped a beat,as she called him 'sweetheart' imitating but still it ignited something in him which he never knew was there. Hid hands moving to her waist, gripping her tightly as he pulled her body even closer against his. The feel of her chest against his, her laughter in his ears, his body's reaction to her was making his control slip.

"Sweetheart, you're really testing my limits here, you have no idea how badly I want to shut you up right now."

She stopped laughing. He felt a sense of satisfaction, her body still pressed close against his. His hands on her waist held her in place as he looked into her eyes, his expression a mixture of desire and annoyance.

"You're a naughty tease, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and a hint of warning in it "You really know how to push my buttons."

"Hayden stop" she says sensing his seriousness.

Hayden lets out a frustrated chuckle, his grip on her waist tightening.

"Stop? You want me to stop?" He said, his voice a hoarse whisper "After you straddled me, pressed your body against mine, teased me with your laughter, now you want me to stop."

"The jam will be over in no time.."

"Sweetheart, the jam will be over in no time, and then what?" He said, his voice low and impatient "You'll jump off my lap like nothing happened, and I'll be left here, burning with desire for you?"

Evelyn smiled at his state. He felt suspicious but moved it from his mind thinking bout on only her.

He felt a mix of frustration and amusement as she pecked his nose and tried to move away from his lap. But he held her in place, his hands gripping her waist, preventing her from moving off his lap.

"Oh no, sweetheart," he said, his voice a low, possessive growl "You're not going anywhere just yet. You've teased me far too much, and I'm not done with you yet."

"You sure Hayden" she says raising her eyebrow.