Olivia’s POV
I stood by the door, my eyes taking in my room while my mind ran at a thousand thoughts at once.
Somehow, I was angry at Andre indifference at the table. But why should I be? He was not mine.
Also, what was I meant to do here? Back at home, at least, I had hours of school and working the fields to keep me busy.
As I sat on my bed, the door opened and my eyes widened as Andre entered the room with a solemn expression.
“Are you okay, princess?” he asked while closing the gap between us.
Anger flared within me and I stood up, glaring at him.
“Oh, this is what you want right? To sneak behind my mom every time to talk to me and then pretend like I don’t exist in front of everyone?” he could have asked me how I was at the table but he decides to sneak in here to ask?
Despicable.
Andre frowned slightly and stopped when there was barely any space between us. “Last night, you hated the idea of being with me. I didn’t want to overwhelm you. However, I also couldn’t leave without confirming that you were okay.”
I felt his hands slowly move to my cheek.
“Do you want me now? If you do, I won’t hesitate to make you mine.”
My heart thumps in my chest and despite how much I want to stop myself, I can’t help but ask, “how?”
“You seem to have forgotten so quickly, kitten? The last time, you moaned for me and came all over my fingers. Wouldn’t it be nice if it happened again?”
I gulped and tried to say something, but my windpipe jammed shut.
“I want you to repeat what you said. What you said about us being mated to each other being a mistake.”
I whimpered. My voice disappeared from my throat. I couldn’t say anything. His hands sneaked to my back and grabbed my hair a little hard to make me look up at him.
“Say it.”
“Say you don’t want me and I would walk away and never try again.”
I swallowed hard and stared at him. I was a little scared, but I loved the way he held me. Even though I knew it was wrong to feel that way, I couldn’t help myself.
“Why so silent, kitten? Aren’t you feisty anymore?”
His hand brushed gently against my nipple, and I gasped. I saw a smile creep up on his face.
“You like that, don’t you? You want me so bad that your body can’t lie about it.”
I felt my mouth dry, and he pressed closer to me. I tried to push him away, but my hand felt weak and useless.
My thighs felt wetter and wetter. His scent was intoxicating. I tried my best to keep my head clear, but I was drowning in his smell and his voice. The command, the seductiveness of his every action, was irresistible.
They made my knees weak.
I watched him bite his lower lip and glance at mine. He brushed my lips with a thumb, bringing his face closer to mine, his lips mere millimetres away from brushing mine. I wanted it. I wanted him to kiss me.
“I can tell that you are dying to kiss me. But I won’t give you the pleasure of satisfying that fantasy.”
I felt myself whimper.
“Did my kitten say something? Does my kitten want me?”
“Ahhhhhhh…”
“Say it, kitten,” he continued to urge on with a cocky smile on his face.
He bent his face towards my neck and planted hot, wet kisses on it. I groaned and moaned. My voice was weak and full of craving and desire.
“I want you, Andre. Please.”
He pulled away from me, and a gloating smile danced on his lips. I was embarrassed, but I couldn’t handle his teasing anymore.
My pants were soaked, and my bud was swollen and tingling, begging to be touched.
“I thought that you didn’t want me.”
I could hear the strain in his voice as he spoke. He was drowning in his desire as well.
He grabbed my hair harder and pushed harder against me.
“God, I love seeing you like this. Desperate and craving me. It makes me so hungry for you.”
“I want you to look at yourself in the mirror. I want you to see the way I make you feel.”
Andre had to know what his words were doing to me as my body shook from pleasure and expectations.
Yet, he continued.
“I want you to see how desperate you are for me.”
Using one of his fingers, he pushed my chin up from behind and made me look into the mirror.
Just as my eyes met his, he increased the pressure on my clit. I felt my legs rub against each other as the sensations went shooting all over my body. My face and neck were red blotchy, and beads of sweat were on my forehead.
“See how good I make you feel. You think this is a mistake?”
His fingers plunged inside me, and I screamed while gripping the table harder.
“Andre!”
My mouth was in a wide ‘O’ as his fingers plunged in and out of me. I nearly lost my footing a few times but held the table for support. I didn’t think that I could ever feel this good.
My pussy made slushy noises as his fingers played with me. His thumb wandered to my clit and rubbed it while his fingers fucked me.
I moaned louder, and my knees lost strength, but he kept me upright.
“Not now, kitten. I’m not done with you yet. I’m going to make you cum so hard that you won’t be able to walk for the next week.”
His fingers went in harder and deeper, and my moans continued ceaselessly. I could feel his fingers on the walls of my pussy, massaging every spot. My legs were shaking, but he didn’t stop.
“Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Yes! Please, don’t stop! Please!” I needed more.
“That is what I love to hear, kitten?” he said, seductively cooing in my ears.
I felt my body tingling all over. I was bathed in sweat. His hands would occasionally go over my butt, and he would grab it and spank it greedily. All I craved was him.
His every touch was driving me insane.
“Do you want me to stop,” he asked cheekily.
“Andre, please don’t stop! I beg of you.”
I could see his reflection in the mirror, and a naughty smile curled his lips.
“I thought as much. I love it when you beg for it.”
I soon felt my body tighten. Andre stopped a little, and I whimpered in protest. Why did he stop?
“I could just leave you here, just short of an orgasm, to punish you for everything that you said to me”
His fingers slid in slowly, and I gasped.
“but there are so many other ways to make you take your words back.”
His fingers got faster and harder. I couldn’t barely hold myself. My body began to tremble.
My juices came exploding out. My body shook and shivered violently while he held on tight to me for support. I was panting and weak. I could barely stand up straight or move or talk.
My body felt limp.
“Good girl,” Andre crooned, and I could hear how pleased he was in his voice.
“That was beautiful, kitten. Fuck! My fingers are covered in your juices. But”
“Now tell the Moon Goddess what mistakes she has made again, Liv.”
Suddenly, I felt a surge of energy take over my body. His words triggered something in me.
I sat up angrily and saw the mess I made on his floor. I felt shame wash over me in an instant. What had I done? I glared at him angrily. This was all his fault.
“Do you still doubt the Goddess, Liv?”
My voice exploded from nowhere.
“Don’t you dare call me that again, you are despicable!”
I didn’t care to see the expression on his face. I had to get out of here.
I hurriedly put my jeans on while holding back the tears that were forming in my eyes.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I hurried out of my room. Was it entirely his fault? My body had called out to him. I loved every single second of it. I loved the way he made my body feel.
And the fact that I enjoyed it all made me hate myself even more than I hated him.