I have been avoiding Sia for what seems like weeks now, it’s not an easy task but I have been doing great so far. I shut him out every time he tries to talk to me. My back is sore, and Anita’s clothes are of no help, they are very tight and hugging my curves more than I would have liked. I can feel his eyes on me every now on them and it makes me uneasy.
“So how long are you going to keep up with this silent treatment?”
Until you are ready to apologize. Each time I looked at him, I feared that my feelings for him would override my decision and I would go back to square one. I want answers to certain questions and there’s no way that’s possible now that I am seeing him in a different light.
The kiss we shared three days ago was evidence that the Honda was tugging at our heartstrings and bringing us closer. I’m not sure Sia is affected, but he has to since he was the one who initiated it. Somehow, some day I would have to talk to him even if it is to thank him for healing me although he was the one that pushed me in the first place.
“Why did you push me?”
Sia’s eyes widened in shock. He probably wasn’t expecting me to talk to him or he was just surprised I asked him that. He smiles at me, and the full-blown smile made him look sexy.
Control yourself! He hurt you remember?
“I thought you would never talk to me, tell me what made you snap?”
“Just answer my question Sia. Why did you push me?”
He looks away from me. “I didn’t like your hands on me.”
I feel that there is more to what he told me. I laugh bitterly. “You didn’t like your hands on me, yet you had the audacity to kiss me.”
“Now I get what this is about. You are angry because of the kiss, you didn’t want to talk to me because of the kiss. I can’t believe this.”
“I’m not angry because you kissed me, no far from that. I’m angry because you hurt me.”
“It wasn’t on purpose. You needed permission to touch me.”
“As what? Your slave? Listen to me Sia and listen well. Now that we are bonded, I have all the authority in the world to touch you.”
“No, you don’t. Only one woman has the right to touch me and that woman isn’t you. I’m talking about my mate.”
“Who is to say that your mate is a woman?”
Sia laughs, clapping his hands. “I didn’t understand it then but now I do. This is all because your mate is a female. You are so mad at me because I touched her, you are so upset because I fucked her brains out? Because I examined her fucking pussy with my dick?”
My hands fly to my ears. I don’t want to hear him talk any longer.
“Stop! Just stop talking!”
Sia approached me and pulled my hands from my ears harshly, holding my hands in his.
“No. I won’t stop. I won’t stop until you hear what I have to say. I won’t stop until you accept the fact that I speak the truth.”
“No. Please Sia, stop talking. I don’t want to hear anymore.”
“She came to me that night you know. She was so ready, so I couldn’t resist her. I slid my hand in between her thighs like this.”
I am crying and Sia demonstrates by forcing his hand in between my legs. I choke on my tears, still begging him to stop.
“Then, I pushed those short legs of hers apart, like this.”
He pushes my legs apart. I try my best to close them, His eyes are menacing, so full of anger and when he realizes what I am doing, he slaps me hard across the face that I start screaming for help, even though I knew that help will never come.
“Oh, where were we? Oh yes, I remember. All I had to do was slide my finger in and she was coming hard and fast on my finger.”
Sia couldn’t demonstrate now that my Jean’s and panties were in the way. But I knew those wouldn’t be a problem any minute from now. He unbuttons my jeans swiftly pulling it down my legs. I wait until they have come off before I kick him in the face, He groans and staggers back, leaning on the chair for support. I jump off the seat, my Jean’s coming off when I do, but he doesn’t let me get away. His fingers are enclosed around my ankle and I am pulled back, and forced to sit on the chair.
“I think I have been lenient enough,” Sia growls and rips off my panties. And the torn pieces, he discards them. Everything is open and accessible to his lustful eyes. This can’t be real. This has to be a nightmare.
“Sia please don’t do this, I beg you.”
He took off the gloves he was wearing and I knew it was over. His palm flattens on the surface of my thigh. I can’t let him have his way with me. I am not his fuck you and I am surely not Anita. He needs to get over his lust for me now. He leans forward and kisses my forehead. I headbutted him. He moves back, letting out a curse. His eyes are blazing when he looks at me, and he is bleeding from the cut on his head.
“You stupid bitch! Look what you have done!”
He grabs my hands, and bounds them above my head. He spreads my legs further apart, then he slides his finger in. I scream as he adds another finger drawing circles in my pussy. It’s no secret that I burst into pleasure. He smirks when I moan, melting in his touch. I would die of ecstasy if he doesn’t remove his fingers.
“Sia,” my voice is weak and I am slumped in the chair. He removes his fingers immediately and I mourn at the loss of contact. Sure enough, his fingers are wet and sticky with my cum.
“You’re no different from your mate Crinka, now open your mouth.”
I oblige, no longer having control over my own body. His fingers slip into my mouth with ease.
“Suck.”
His voice holds so much authority, yet I still have the nerve to shake my head. Even Davidson has never let me know what I taste like.
“It’s not a request but an order.”
He is fighting a moan as I suck on his fingers, locking my eyes with his.
“How is it?” he asks after withdrawing his fingers.
A moan is my response and he smiles.
“Should we continue? Don’t you want to know what I did to your mate?”
I really don’t, but I’m in no position to answer him.
“I’d take that as a yes,” he says before continuing, “She didn’t like how slow I was being your mate. She was in a haste to have me inside her. But I’m a patient man Crinka, I’m not in a haste, you know why?” He doesn’t wait for me to answer. “Because all haste makes waste.”
I am throbbing with need and I want him to bury himself inside me. I can bitch him later, but now I want him hook, line and sinker. My eyes burned with desire as I waited in anticipation. What’s with the delay?
“Sia, please.”
“Please what?”
I don’t know what to say, but the next thing I did shocked me and him both. I threw my now free hands around his neck and kissed him like my life depended on it.