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Psycho's Mine

"What you gonna do? Force your way out?" He smirked. My eyes widened due to his audacity. "Y-you a$$hole!" I exclaimed in annoyance. Why can't he understand the word no? I saw how his demeanor got dark. His already chinky eyes narrowed into slits as he glared daggers at me. His stance grew predatory, and I blanched. He's being scary. "I am what?" He whispered animosity is on his voice. My tongue got tied as I tried to bite back a curt and failed. He was already walking towards me, but I held my place. I'm not going to show him he can intimidate me. We were just mere centimeters apart now, and his scent invaded my personal space again. "You are staying." He mumbled. His fingers traced the contour of my collar bone before dipping at the hollow on my neck. "And you know that we still have that deal, yeah?" He moved his fingers up my neck and grabbed me by my nape before pulling me close to him. His face hunched closer to nuzzle my neck, and then he started pressing little kisses that made my eyes close. He is seducing me... "We're going to seal that deal sooner or later, Lyubov moya. I hope you're ready." He rasped in my ear right before he bit down. --------------------------------------- Wynter McIver, Queen of the Boardroom. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she always gets what she wants. At 28, her mother pushes her to marry, but she never agreed nor even think about it. She's in her prime life and being tied down is still out of her mind. She had boyfriends before, but none of them could coax her into marriage. But when she met the ruggedly handsome and mysterious Keith Andrew Nagasaki, her thoughts in marriage fled out of the window. At last, she met her knight in an Armani suit, her other half, and she would do anything to have him. But when she discovered his deepest and darkest secret, she didn't know what to do. She was trapped in wanting the man and fearing him. WARNING: R18 Credits to the artist

Raeven_Black · Urban
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212 Chs

A Bomb

The image of us, fvcking in the kitchen with our clothes on and I bent over in the counter with my fvcking heels only made me wetter and Keith noticed it. His hold on me tightened even more and rammed himself deeper into me that made my eyes roll back at the onslaught of pleasure.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh and the squelching sounds echoed around us. It sounded so hot in my ears. The risk of being caught heightened my arousal tenfold and we both know it, feel it. I was weeping down below, and I could feel my wetness sliding down my thighs as he pushed himself deeper and faster.

My mind was clouded in pleasure. That pleasure is urging me to close my eyes but I didn't. I forced myself to open it so I could watch the doorway. Keith's movement went quicker, pumping himself on quick definite strokes. 

I was drooling. I know, not fvcking lady-like at all but the pleasure is just too fvcking much!