Chapter 4 Basement Temptation
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Tucker leaned in closer, pressing his body tightly against mine, his unfamiliar male scent overwhelming me. I couldn't stop myself from trembling.
He blew softly into my ear. "Scared now, sweetheart? Where did all that bravado go?"
I wriggled slightly, trying to escape, but I could feel that thing growing even larger!
's**t! I forgot this guy was a s****l predator!'
Tucker seemed amused by my reaction, pressing a kiss on me through my mask. "Relax. I'm not going to actually hurt you," he teased, deliberately grinding against me.
"I may break you, though."
I could hardly believe the filthy, twisted words coming out of his mouth!
Water dripped from Tucker's hair onto my clothes, soaking them as he lowered his voice. "You'll see. There's no one in the world better than me."
His hand slowly slid from my chest down to my waist, finally reaching my most intimate area!
'This bastard! How dare he do this to me?!'
It was the first time I'd been pinned down by a man like this.
I had never let men touch me casually—if there was a need, I would be the one in control. My fantasies about men had long died in the fire that took everything from me years ago.
I had watched as my hypocritical father, along with his mistress Tasha, not only stole my mother's estate but also plotted her death!
The deceit, greed, and lust of men had been burned into my memory. It was why I'd attended all-girls schools, determined to keep them out of my life completely!
But right now, all I needed was to get out of here.
I forced myself to stay calm, wrapping my legs around his waist and softening my voice. "Break me? Are you... really that good?"
'I swear! That I've never talked like this in my entire life!'
Damn it! That thing was already huge, and now it was getting even bigger!
I could feel its shape pressing against me through the thin fabric.
Tucker's excitement grew, and he started to move slightly, his hips rocking against me. I could feel the wet heat radiating from below.
His hand brushed over my most sensitive spot, sending shivers down my spine.
'God, this feeling... it's overwhelming...'
Tucker seemed frustrated by my tight outfit. "Sweetheart, this suit of yours is a real pain to take off."
I saw an opportunity and coaxed him, my toes brushing lightly against his side as I glanced at an antique knife behind him. "Why don't you hand me that? I can get this off in no time."
I'd planned to exploit a weakness while Tucker turned to grab the knife, but even though his mind was clouded with lust, he hadn't completely lost his senses.
Without even turning around, he released my hands and grabbed my outfit at the chest, preparing to rip it open. "Don't bother."
I quickly grabbed his hands and threw him a seductive smile. "Don't! This is my work uniform. If you tear it, how am I supposed to get my job done next time?"
With a loud rip, my outfit split open.
'This bastard! He doesn't care about anything—he just tore it apart like that!'
His hands slid over my chest, squeezing through my underwear.
"Ah..." I couldn't stop myself from arching my neck and moaning.
"Sweetheart, I love that sound," Tucker said, still pulling at my top. "You can take one of these antiques with you. It'll buy you plenty of new clothes."
He kissed his way down my neck, and I forced myself to remain calm, turning my head to the side. "You definitely seem good in bed, but too bad, I don't like being passive."
"Oh?" Tucker raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. He wrapped an arm around my waist, flipping us over so that I was straddling his lap, my legs spread on either side of him. "Well then, show me what you've got, sweetheart."
Due to gravity, we were pressed even closer together, and I could feel that hard part of him pushing into the space between my legs!
The contact made me shiver, and I let out a sticky-sounding gasp as goosebumps rose on my skin.
But I had to keep playing along. I gritted my teeth and made a bold move, reaching down and pulling that thing out of his pants!
The size and hardness were terrifying. If he forced that into me, it would be like torture!
No matter how much he boasted about his skills, it wouldn't make a difference.
Tucker looked blissfully satisfied as I touched him, his eyes half-closed like a contented cat.
I stared at his sensual lips, feeling my mouth go dry. 'It's just to get out of here,' I reminded myself, leaning in to capture his lips in a kiss.
Tucker quickly took control, pushing his tongue into my mouth.
Even though it was just an act, the sensation was so intense it felt like he was sucking my soul out. The wet, sticky sounds between our lips were too much—I was starting to feel weak in the knees.
He grew more eager, squeezing my ass and trying to tear off my pants.
I forced myself to stay composed and patted his hand, murmuring, "Mmm, you got condoms?"
Tucker paused. "Right, condoms..." He reluctantly pulled his mouth away from mine, his eyes burning with desire.
I slowly slid the already torn outfit off my shoulders, revealing black underwear—I knew how tantalizing the sight was.
As expected, Tucker's breathing grew heavier, and his eyes were practically devouring me. Without hesitation, he turned to reach for the drawer by the bedside.
This was the moment I'd been waiting for!
I grabbed a nearby antique and smashed it over his head. "Ah..." With such close range, Tucker couldn't dodge, and he let out a cry of pain, clutching his head.
Tucker couldn't believe it. Even in the throes of passion, I was still thinking about escaping. This was probably the first time he'd ever been outplayed in bed!
I seized the moment, grabbing the chest and making a run for it.
But Tucker wasn't done yet. He reached out and grabbed onto the remnants of my torn outfit, ripping it even more.
Blood dripped from the cut on his head as he gripped me tightly, his eyes blazing with fury. "You... woman!"
I didn't hold back, raising the chest and smashing it down on his head. "Go to hell, you bastard!"
I clutched at the torn fabric, barely covering myself, and bolted out the door.
'That perverted bastard! How dare he do that to me?! He deserved to get his head smashed in!'
Thankfully, I finally had what I came for.
Once I reached a safe place, I opened the chest, but my smile froze instantly.
Inside wasn't the treasure I had been searching for—just a chest full of condoms.
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