CHAPTER SEVEN -- MAD AT HER

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CHAPTER SEVEN “I admit I am affected by you, but that’s just because you’re here. Even if it were to be any other man or a woman, my reaction would be the same to them. Don’t flatter yourself. “Are you sure, princess?” He gives me a smirk like he knows better. “Screw you,” I cuss him. He grabs my thigh, spreading my legs open as if I were his naturally. I am ashamed that my body betrays him. I don’t fight him. I let him. He lowers himself against me. Dropping his full body weight and grinding against my core. I can’t help but cry out. My fingers tingle painfully, and I bite my lips to trap in the sounds. I am so needy. The need to beg for more is just at the tip of my lips. “Beg me like you want to. ” He says as if he can read my mind. I shut my eyes tightly and look the other way. I can feel my thighs getting soaked from how wet i am down there. I hope he can’t tell. “You really know how to play hard to get.” “I’m not playing hard to get. Is it so hard to believe that not every girl will willingly throw themselves at you ?” i bite back as my chest heaves and i breath heavily. His hands suddenly slap the insides of my thighs. And he cups my wet p***y. “Ah– “ I can’t help but moan, thrusting up and needing more. No man has ever touched me like this. So daring, so bold. Like he owned me, no one has ever dared. I was a princess. Meant to be admired and wanted, never to be touched by men, and yet here he was demolishing all these principles and walls. I didn’t know what i was getting into. “You’re right, sweetheart, not every girl will throw herself at me but you will. We’ve established that.” “Get off me,” I say, but I’m still thrusting against his palm, seeking more. I’m doing the exact opposite of what I was demanding. And I’m too turned on to be ashamed. He doesn’t take his palm off, he lets me, and I don’t stop. Two long, manly fingers slip inside me, and wet noises fill the room as he thrusts them into me and I cry out in pleasure. “Good girl.” “Good princess.” “Take what you need.” He praises me. Tears fall off my face, and my vision clouds as I come against his fingers. I gasp and my lips stick in an O. Fluid spills everywhere, soaking the sheets beneath me. He slips his fingers out and thrusts them in my mouth without permission. “Taste it. Taste yourself on my fingers so the next time you want to lie again about how you don’t want me from those petty lips, you’d think twice.” I blink in shock, staring at him with wide eyes. I’m too filled with ecstasy to say anything right now. His phone rings then, cutting the moment. He gets off me and wipes his fingers with his handkerchief before picking up. “Hello, my love.” He says into the phone. The words cut into my heart when they shouldn’t. For a man like this, everything that just happened meant nothing. He hadn’t even kissed me. He hadn’t sought pleasure for himself. All he had done was please me, and yet here I was getting jealous that he was talking to another woman. Doing stuff like this with women must be normal for a man like him. I shouldn’t get offended. I was feeling better after my orgasm, I should be able to detach feelings from him. He was an end to a means. Nothing more and nothing less. “Hi Kai, I miss you. When will you be home ?” Beth’s voice says softly over the phone. I get up and stagger towards him. He c***s a brow in my direction. Trying to figure out what I was up to. I smile cunningly at the phone. All I had to do was say a word, and Beth would figure out he was with a girl. He seems to see what I’m thinking and scowls warningly, but I don’t pay him any heed. I keep moving towards him. I can hear Beth’s voice on his phone more clearly now. “Where are you? I heard you went to the bar with your friend Lukas Sain. He came by the house and said he was going home. Why are you not back with him ?” I smiled to myself. Lifting my brows, urging him to answer. It seems Lukas was intentionally trying to stir up trouble for him. His friend was mischievous, and it's likely I could use him against Kai in the future. He seems to be the type to do things just for the fun of it. “I’m just taking care of some business. I will be home soon.” He says, before quickly hanging up. “Boring. I was just getting excited for nothing.” I tsk and turn away from him. I sit on the bed and cross my arms. The drug was slowly wearing off after he relieved me with his fingers. “Are you being a b***h now that you suddenly had a taste ?” he asks rudely. “Don’t be an asshole. You’re not all that.” I shoo him off and roll my eyes like he's a spec of dust below my feet. I see a look of shock cross his cold features before he schools back in place, but I don't want to let the opportunity of getting a rise out of him go by, so I continue. “You should hurry and go back to your incestuous girlfriend.” Hands grab my nape hard and push me face down into the mattress so fast I don't even get to brace myself. I scream, throwing my hands back and trying to scratch him, but my fingers barely brush him. “You have a bitchy mouth for someone who needs my help. Don’t forget I can end you whenever I want. Your blackmail will do nothing to me. I can just breathe a word and you’d be dead. Don’t forget who I am, sweetheart.” He lets go of me, and I bite my lips in frustration. He is right. And I know that. I should be careful and not forget my place. I asked for more than I can chew. And it was back to bite me in the ass. I can't shout back or yell back at him. I was the one in need of him after all. I had no choice but to endure.
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