Vera’s POV.
My words almost faltered as David stood before me, glowering. But I refuse to let his big body or annoyance make me deter.
The muscle in his jaw ticks as he locks eyes with me.
As if we’re not close enough, David enters deeper into my space, towering over me.
Fuck, my heart is pounding. I can’t breathe properly with him close to me like this.
I can practically smell his fine scent, woodsy and manly. The scent of alcohol lingers under his breath too.
God, those lips of his are luring me, making me want to taste them.
Oh shit!
With a curse, I pull my thighs together, feeling the instant throb going off in my nether parts.
What is he doing to me? I almost cry but I hold it back.
He’s not touched me yet, but everything that makes me a woman starting from my nipples, belly butterflies, and my pussy are jolting awake in need.
I take a swallow of my saliva and steel my gaze while I watch him.
Seems like the ideas don’t sit well with him.
“With or without your permission, I’m leaving. I’m old enough to be independent. Old enough to make decisions for myself…”
“You think I’m going to let you?” He barks, his breath slapping over my cheeks and lips.
I chuckle hard, humorless. Then. “Who are you to stop? My father? Uncle? What?” I ask, my confidence rising.
His eyes dim at my question but I don’t shy away. I’d rather face this head-on with him…
“I have all you want. Money. You name it. So what are you lacking…?”
Scoffing, I rattle off. “I lack independence. I lack the freedom to make decisions for myself. And I lack the freedom to live the life I want…”
He steps closer more, pressing his chest against mine. Oh fuckkk…. I don’t want to forget all I want to say.
He circles his hand loosely around my throat and brings his mouth to my ear…
“You lack the freedom to live the life you want, kid?” His breath hot against my ear as he speaks.
I don’t get it but his words turn me on more, my core floods with the heat of desire. Of my desire for him.
Shamelessly, I moan a little as I feel his cock hard and brazenly pressing against my thigh…
“Yes…” I manage in between pants. His hand leaves my throat, trailing up, he holds my chin up and lowers his head more.
I feel the light stubble dusting his jaw prickle my skin as he brings his lips just under my neck, nipping the skin.
“What other life do you want out there…that’s better than daddy’s world?” He teases, kissing me.
Fuck, I feel him all around me, in the depth of my core.
Why is he doing this? Teasing me?
I shouldn’t enjoy this. Despite what I heard earlier about him and Claire. I shouldn’t feel even a swirl of emotion at what he’s doing to me.
But here I am, brazenly enjoying the feel of his body against mine. Loving the way his fingers burn a trail over my skin as it skitters down to my chest region.
“What other life would you have out there that’s sweeter than what we had last night?”
Fuck, I’m gonna cream and I’m not even wearing any panties. How in hell did I come here without wearing at least an underthings?
I can practically feel my dress soaking. Drenching with my arousal.
My clit…it’s turgid…so on fire, my eyes dazed and shooting skyward…
“A life better than having daddy’s cock anytime and anyhow you want it…?” he whispers a kiss over the crook of my neck and I shiver…
My nipples are hard, pressing against his chest through the fabrics of our clothes….
“Hmm…? Tell me…” He hums. His enchanting words bewitching me. I’m just about to cave but Claire’s words spiral inside me.
Think. Think, Vera, my rational senses snap.
I bit my lip as David began a burning trail of kisses from my neck down, lower to my chest.
He stays between the valley of my breast, breathing in my scent.
Fucking God, I’m lost…. what do I say? I’ve lost my senses…
More than ever, his dick grows harder, almost like a rock and I feel the strong urge to make him hump my legs…
“I want to have…” I suck in the sizzling air around us. “I want to have my life. A boyfriend. I want to hit the club with him. Enjoy him alone. I want everything possible…”
A growl goes off, sounding like that of a beast….
“Never!” David bites out.
At the snap of words, my rational sense rushes back in with force.
Angered, I push against his chest. My breath heavy as I glare at him. “Listen to me, David! I’m done having to obey your orders.”
He doesn’t speak. The suddenness and rashness of my action leave him speechless. While looking at him now, all I can hear is Claire’s words.
They’re an item. They’re an item.
“I’m not some bitch you fuck after sharing a bond with your girlfriend…” I bark, angry. Hatred for Claire oozing off me in waves.
“What are you talking about?” He asks with a cock of his brow.
“You’re dating Claire. You both are an item. Why don’t you just go to her…?”
Suddenly, a smirk plays on his lips. “I see you’re jealous.” He states with certainty.
“I can never be jealous…”
“Then why?”
“Nothing. I just want to have my life…”
He steps into my space…
“If you ain’t jealous. My relationship with Claire wouldn’t be a problem. After all, we had a contract. This is just going to be sex, isn’t it?”
“And yes it is. I’m not fucking jealous!” I throw my hands up as I shriek.
“Fucking prove it, Vera. Prove you ain’t jealous of Claire right this minute, hmm?” He orders and I almost draw back but I need to let him know he doesn’t affect. Even though he does somehow.
I needed to prove the contract details are still in my mind. Quickly, I rush to my feet and fuss over his belt.
Snapping the ends apart, I shove his pants and boxers down and take his monster cock in my hand.
He groans and shudders under my palms, fuck!
Without warning, I shove all of him into my warm out.
” Fuck.”
We both groan and curse. My pussy is soaking harder. The taste of his precum bursts in my mouth and I taste all he’s made of.
I gag when he trails the back of my throat and push his cock out only to see his precum has mixed with my saliva. His bulbous head is soaked with thick liquid and it stretches from my mouth over to his cock.
I gaze up at him, seeing the glistening lust in his eyes. The urge to orgasm is printed securely across his face.
Wordlessly, we share a look that speaks volumes…
And then I close my lips over his member, gagging as I drown his dick with finesse.
“Shit…” David bites out through gritted teeth.
I kinda wonder, does Claire pleasure him more than I do…?
The bout of jealousy rises again. Instantly, I break away from his manhood and rise to my feet.
Just like he has always denied me orgasm, I choose to play my own game.
“I guess that’s enough to prove I’m never jealous.” My breathing is hard. I can’t process things now and my eyes are dazed.
I want him to touch me. But I can’t allow myself to lose it now. I need to stay focused.
“You can’t just stop, finish it up, kid.” He orders but I don’t move.
“You needed a proof and I gave you one…” I state matter of factly. “Now, let’s get back to business.”
David smirks, locking his intense gaze on me while I lick the saliva that stains the corner of my lips…
I need to prove to him I’m in charge here. That I’m woman enough to make decisions for myself.
Watching him, I see how difficult it is for him to put his rock-hard dick back into his pants.
He grits his teeth as if in pains.
I am too. Not having him inside me is making me throb to the point of pain.
However, I can’t give in. Not yet, anyway. I need to achieve my aims first.
“What business are you referring to?” He pretends like he doesn’t know but I beat him to it.
“I’m not here to beg or anything, David…” I say. Even though I have no place to actually stay now, I’ll find one once I leave his watchful eyes. “But I want to make it clear to you that if your guards try to stop me from leaving, I’ll kill them or kill myself.”
I’m surprised I said that, however, I’m determined to carry it out.
“Kid you can’t…”
“Oh, trust me, I can.” I cut him off, stepping backward towards the door.
David sits like a God, elbows on the desk as he watches me. I know what he’s thinking but my actions tomorrow will show him I mean every word I say.
As I shut the door, I feel suddenly weak and uncertain. I don’t know if this is the right choice but I’m willing to try. Willing to build myself to a standard enough that even David would not be able to resist…
At that, I head over to my room and begin packing my clothes.
To be continued….