The Secret Model's Forbidden Lover

Chapter 7

I placed my foot on the mini-chair in front of my mirror, grabbing my lotion. I did make sure my legs were spread enough for him to have a view of my c**t. I could see from the corners of my eyes that Myles had become a statue there, unable to speak or even move while watching me put lotion on my skin.

“It’s sure hot in here, huh?” I commented while caressing my thighs and long legs. I stroked my inner thighs, close to my private part and I know Myles saw it.

I’m doing this on purpose.

“I can put lotion on you.” Myles insisted after minutes of just watching. As he was about to take the lotion away from me, I took a step back, then shook my head.

“No, you can just watch me. I can manage myself.”

He didn’t like my answer, but out of the blue, he lowered his hand and obeyed what I said. He stood there like a child waiting for his turn. I couldn’thelp but to chuckle because of how the tables have turned right now.

This is his weakness. I don’t know how long I should play but I have to do better for him to remain distorted.

“Thank you.” I smiled and reached both of my ears before ‘accidentally’ dropping the bottle of lotion on the ground.

“Oh, how silly of me.” I sighed, then bent over, making sure that my buttocks was facing his way.

I heard him let out a groan of pain. He must be in pure torture right now as he can’t touch me. I swayed my hips a little, bending to father until he could see my entrance from my back.

“Do you want me to-”

“No, thank you. I can manage.”

I suddenly jolted back straight, waving the bottle of lotion right in front of him. I didn’t realize he had taken a step closer and now we’re inches apart from each other. After putting lotion on both my arms and breasts, I glanced at him. I did ensure that my breasts bounced blustery to emphasize them.

Oh, look. A b***r from the great Myles.

“You do know you’re torturing me, Melanie.”

I made a shocked expression, shaking my head, “No, I don’t. Well, to be honest? I am used to this kind of exposure. I have been to nude photoshoots before.” I winked at him before turning around to walk towards my closet.

“How many times have you shown your body?”

“Hmm?” I hummed while picking up something to wear for the night.

“When doing nude photoshoots,” his tone became alarming and dangerous, as if I needed to answer him immediately or hell would rise.

“Here!” I took out my choice of outfit then showed it to him, ignoring his question completely.

“What do you think?” I said as I wiggled my brows while raising what I was holding.

Myles’s eyes widened a little. I couldn’t believe that I am holding such a thing. I evilly chuckled mentally. This is because of what he did to me for the past few days. Does he think that I’ll just let him use me that easily just because he has something against me? He can think again about bumping up with me.

I can play his own games and I am certain I can win this one. I have dated different men before. I know how twisted their minds work.

“That’s a lingerie.” he murmured, squinting his eyes.

I didn’t speak. Instead, I wore it right in front of him. I owned a lot of lingerie because of my endorsement of fashionable brands. I don’t know if he has any idea that I am a top model to act so shocked about owning this stuff.

I glance at the mirror beside us to see that the piece of clothing is hugging all the curves of my body. I am a retired model, so my body is ideal for men like him. It’s obvious that Myles prefers long legs, a slim curved shape and great proportions. I saw how the lump in his throat bobbed up and down, giving me a dark stare.

“Are you doing this on purpose?”

“No, why? I really sleep with these.” I indicated my whole body, giving him a satisfying grin.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to sleep to recharge.”

I was about to walk past beside him with chin held high when all of a sudden I felt a hand grab my elbow, then spin me around until I landed on a hard, barrelled chest. I groan, but not also in pain, but also with pleasure too.

He’s pinching my body.

“I know you’re doing this on purpose to make me repent for what I did earlier.”

I didn’t say anything as my mind wandered off to where his hands were inching toward my ass. I closed my eyes and yelp in torment because he was being harsh.

“Hmm? Melanie?”

I opened my eyes to glare at him.

“No, I am not doing this-ah!”

He spun me around then pushed me on the wall, pinning me. I felt his hard shaft grinding against my butt cheeks, sending electricity through my whole system. I closed my eyes, trying to fight this sensation, when Myles grabbed both of my breasts from the back, pinching my n*****s through the fabric.

“Stop trying to fool me, Melanie. It’s not going to work.”

He mumbled against the lobe of my ear, hardly humping on my ass. He’s wearing his pants but I can feel how hard he is from behind. I gritted my teeth, almost crying in both pleasure and anger because he saw right through my plan. At the same time, he’s dry thrusting on me.

“I f*cking hate you.” I mumbled while clenching my jaw.

Myles didn’t say a comment but his grip tightened and his became forceful. I groan and almost fall on my knees if he isn’t holding me. Oh god, he hasn’t even released his members yet, but I could really feel him.

I flinched when he touched my sensitive part from behind, playing with my entrance while I was still wearing my gory ruddy lingerie.

“You’re wet, and it’s for me. That’s very good, baby.”

I shake my head repeatedly, denying that I am wet. No, I shouldn’t let myself fall into his trap again! I tried pushing him to the side to escape but my legs wobbled again when he pinched my breast, while the other hand was reaching out for my private part from the front.

Myles is remorseless, cold, and despicable. If I didn’t get out of here as soon as I could, I would end up being defeated by his influence.

“If your plan was to seduce me earlier, then it would work. You did a great job of making me hard.”

He slapped my butt's cheek, causing me to moan in distress.

“Please…” I begged him, looking from my shoulder.

“Please what? Tell me what you need.” he grumbled. His voice sends chills down my spine.

I didn’t speak and it seemed like Myles lost his patience because he suddenly spun me around and caged me between his arms.

And did the most unanticipated thing.

He’s kissing me on the lips. His tongue went inside, exploring my whole mouth. My eyes widened as I stared at him so close, almost making my sight twirl.

Why? Why is he kissing me? Ever since he invaded my life, he has never kissed me on the lips. He would rather smack, pinch, or lick my body, but kiss me passionately?

This is new.

The way he moved his face, mouth and tongue was consuming. I can’t catch up with his sensual ways. He pinned his body against me, while angling his face to deepen the kiss. I moaned, a sound vibrating during the make-out.

“Myles…” I tried calling his name but he just grabbed my jaw and forced me to look at him in the eyes.

“Kiss me back, Melanie. Swirl your tongue against mine while I play with you down there.”

My heart beat pounded loudly against my chest, causing a mini-heart attack the way he delivered those words. I couldn’t move nor even protest because of how prepossessing his eyes were. As if they are sucking me in and bringing me to another dimension that I can resist.

I gulp then close my eyes. I opened my mouth. It was shaking somewhat. Why am I nervous? I have kissed a different man before. However, Myles' presence is intimidating. It’s making my insides throw.

Probably because he has something that could destroy me. One wrong move, and he can tell the world what happened in my past.

Just when I could feel his upper lip, something rang, interrupting our kiss.

It wasn’t my phone.

I opened my eyes to see Myles taking a step back, checking his phone from his pocket. I glanced down at his hand to see someone was calling him. He immediately clicked the green button when he saw who it was and answered the call while staring at me.

“Yes, honey?”

My whole body went as cold as ice when he answered the call sweetly, as if the person he was talking to was important to him. I blinked when I saw the side of Myles’s lips curved up in a quirky way.

“Yeah, I am just in a meeting. Do you need something?”

He turned around, completely ignoring my existence. I stood there, looking foolish as I watched him smile and laugh while talking with the other person on the phone.

What’s even more surprising is that it is the voice of a woman.