Chapter 19 - You Don't Give Up, Do You?!

Mona's POV:

“You so love to punish daddy, huh?” '

He’s out of his damn mind….

“I’ve missed you so much, baby….”

I didn’t, babe…. Well, I did at some degrees for the innocent part of things….

His fingers roll the side of my thongs on my hip in his hand like he wants to rip them off.

YOU FUCKER!

I fake sleeping…. He wouldn’t do it if I’m sleeping, right? He’s acting slowly and in a caressing manner.

He releases my thongs and his hand travels up to my belly and his other hand cups my right cheek and gently turns my face at him with his lips kissing my jawline, left cheek, the corner of my mouth, my lips. He’s in soft kisses on my lips with his other hand reaching at the bottom of my breasts.

Oh, fuck…. Don’t….

Yeah, he’s doing all this under my clothes, on my bare skin, and I’m enforcing my entire will to appear in a deep sleep and not react in any way to all he’s doing to me.

“Mmm…. My baby tastes so sweet….”

I would so punch you right now…. But I know I have no chance against you…. I must escape in the sleeping manner from all this…. He’s so fucking turned on that if he realizes I’m awake, he’ll so fuck me…. Especially after I’ve ignored him all this week…. Fuck!

He’s kissing each of my lips…cupping and caressing my right breast which fills his hand. I’m having such a hard time to not react….

Though he’s rapturing my being in penetrating sensations, and as before, my body and heart respond and welcome him while my brain is flashing red flags for the imminent getting fucked as in real fucked.

He’s not stopping with his kisses on my lips and delicate feeling of my breasts, slipping his hand down on my stomach, my belly…. I’m going crazy inside as the fucker is igniting my being and it’s all so damn strange and dangerous to me….

Mona? Just go to sleep for real or something! Control your breathing and don’t let out any reaction to what he’s stirring up in you! FUCK! He’s driving me insane….

“You didn’t want to take one single call from me, huh?” He’s kissing my chin and his heart is booming on my back.

Nope. Demon…. I still don’t regret it as I can’t stand you….

He’s back on kissing my lips and because he’s back on my breasts, brushing his hand on them and under the heat he has, I contain a moan…. I’m so fucked….

This fucker…. Oh, God…. He’s not stopping, and I can’t take it anymore…. Shit…

“You’ve read no message from me….”

He checked my phone….

He’s going in soft kisses from my lips, to my left cheek, the side of my neck, going up till my ear, kisses it, while his hand is continuing to caress my breasts.

So dead….

What can I say? He’s ravaging my being in some euphoric sensations and I would kill him at the same time. Yeah….

“My bad, bad baby…. Who fakes sleeping for some time now….”

WHAT?!

I’m faking away…. No, I won’t open my eyes or not play being asleep. I sure don’t want to get fucked by that fucking dick which is so damn…big and all as I feel it. UGH!

How the fuck does he know?! I’ve not changed anything! UGH! Will you fucking stop it already?! Jesus….

He’s playing with my earlobe and kisses my ear.

Oh yeah? Fine. Play, fucker. I’m getting so fucking angry….

His whispering, sexy, and husky voice is mixing the cocktail of chills down my spine, but I’m now such a bad bitch, still faking sleeping.

“Killing me in pains and tortures for one month and one week is not enough for my bad baby….”

Nope. I’m never satiated in punishing Bad Boy Fucker…. Muhahaha!

He’s kissing my temple and his hand is leaving my breasts, trailing the tip of his fingers down till the hem of my pants, slipping his hand under my pants, aiming my front to go under my thongs.

That’s it! This is my fucking limit!

My left hand stops his hand in the split of a second and he halts his everything, having a bull breathing on my temple. I go rigid and I’m boiling.

I’m not opening my eyes yet.

“Haven’t you evaluated your wife enough, 'babe'? If you don’t want me to fucking kill you for the audacity you had to wake me up like this, I suggest you stop and let me evaluate you now in a good sleep using your body as a personal heater.”

I grab his hand and wrap it around my waist, cuddling more with my ass and back on him, though we’re already glued to each other, and he releases a groan because of it, having an erratic breathing, tensing up more.

“There. Now, shut the fuck up and go to sleep if you don’t want me to make your night a living hell.” I’m in my bossy, authentic voice, the cold killer and no joking type. I’m real.

Son of a fucking bitch with your fucking balls and everything. You may die now. I have a fucking gun under my pillow. I’ll fucking use it if you provoke the killer in me. Don’t test me, fucker. I said I’ve been planning on ways to avoid your fucking dick. The gun is one of them. None of Gibson or Adrien know about it, and anyone else for you to have a heads-up. MUHAHAHA!

My face is turned back on my side and I have a small, devilish smirk in the corner of my lips.

“Baby?”

“Shut the fuck up and go to sleep! And that’s a fucking order, fucker! You don’t get to play with my nerves! I breathed in peace for one fucking week! I told you when I signed the fucking contract you won’t fuck me! And that stands all the way, motherfucker! Sleep and let me sleep! GOOD NIGHT! Son of a bitch….”

I have my left hand over his on my belly to keep his there, and I move my right hand under my pillow like I’m arranging my head and finding a good position to sleep, but in reality, I have the gun in my hand, ready to take it out the moment he decides to 'not' follow the order. I’m such a bad bitch for real, in general.

He doesn’t have knowledge over the extension of that regarding me. Not many people have…. Most don’t live to tell the tale. And the ones who know are like me.

“Yeah, baby?” He’s with his mouth at my ear, kissing it again, and his hand wants to move in a caress on me, under mine, but I grip it to not allow him.

“FUCK YES! SLEEP!”

Don’t provoke me, devil…. I’m too fucked up and lunatic after that accident which wasn’t a random accident…. It was meant to kill me. I might lose my mind with you and shoot you for real…. And I don’t want that. I seem to have some feelings for you after all…. SON OF A BITCH! YOU DON’T GIVE UP, DO YOU?!