EroticReverie

I go to my room.  And not because he told me to but because I’m soaking wet and freezing and fucking embarrassed.  

He man handled me like I was a fucking joke. I hated that he was strong enough for me to ever have a chance of over powering him. And even though it pissed me off, it also made him that much more attractive.  

When I pass Anthony on the way in , he just shakes his head at me while fighting a smirk. 

“Fuck you too!” I yell and he laughs which only

Infuriates me more. 

I track water all the way through the house and go to run up the stairs and I slip and my knee catches on the stair and I yelp as I slip down a few of the stairs. 

One of the guys playing bodyguard at the inside of the front door makes his way over quickly and grabs my arm gently to ease me back up and I snatch it away. 

“Dont fucking touch me!” I yell and he quickly steps back and the poor guy.  It wasn’t his fault ,but I was so angry and then was even more angry that I fell. 

Tears prick my eyes as I push myself up. I wobble and collapse.  My knee is only bruised  , but it’s weak from the hit it took. 

“What is going o-….” I hear his voice trail off , meaning he sees me on the stairs like a helpless wet puppy. I turn my head from him so he can’t see the tears in my eyes.  Because he’ll think they’re from him. That my feelings are hurt when really I just always cry when I experience any overwhelming amount of emotion.  And right now I was just pissed off and frustrated. 

“She slipped on the stairs boss.” The guy that had tried to help me up says.  

“Are you hurt?” He asks walking over. 

“I’m fine!” I say angrily and go to stand again to get the fuck away from him and my god damn knee gives out again and I whimper. 

It hurt like a son of a bitch.  But I didn’t want any of them to see me cry like a baby. Especially not Lucky. 

His steps are closer and he reaches down to start to pick me up. 

“Don’t touch me!” I yell and he huffs and does it anyway.  Scooping me off of the stairs , and I’m not dumb enough to fight back with my knee currently throbbing like a bitch. So I just look away from him as he slowly walks up the stairs. 

“This is your fault!” I say and he sighs. 

“I know. I’m sorry.” He says as he reaches the top of the stairs. And I open my mouth to yell at him, because I expected him to say anything else other than admitting it along with an apology.  My mouth is parted. So I close it and pout instead. 

He carries me into my bedroom and to the bed , sitting me on the edge.  I watch him walk over to where my towel from my shower earlier is laid over a chair and then to my closet. 

I say nothing as I listen to him shuffle through clothes and he comes back out with a soft pink long sleeved sweater and pair of ivory leggings. 

He walks back over and lays them beside me on the bed and hands me the towel. 

I watch him as he loses himself in his all black suit to one knee. As he gently placed his hand on my knee. 

“Dont” I jerk my leg , but he looks up. 

“I’m sorry” he says again and then his hand rests softly on my knee and then his fingers curve behind it as his thumb strokes lightly over it. 

I’m still pissed , but looking down at him like this.  Kneeling in front of me. His eyes on mine and his hand on my knee , it has a familiar tug happening low in my belly , and and aching between my thighs.  

“You’re an asshole” I say and the corner of his lip turns up just barely. 

“I know.” He says and then I inhale when he being his head down and places a kiss to my knee and his hand behind it glides down the back of my leg and over my calf. 

He places a second kiss and I let out a quivering breath. 

His eyes flick up to mine. 

“You need to get out of that wet robe.” He says and I nod. Because his eyes are leaving me too stunned and speechless to think of anything to say right now. 

His hand slides up the back of my leg again and he strokes his thumb over my knee lightly. 

“You will not fuck any of my men i.” He says and my brows pinch.  I wasn’t going to. 

“Am I clear?” He asks and I feel his thumb pass over the inside of my knee. 

“Why not?” I ask as his gaze stays on my eyes. 

“Because I said so.” He says and narrow my eyes slightly. 

“Not good enough.” I say. 

“Because” he says with a low rumble in his throat that makes my legs spread just the slightest bit and my body shiver.

His hand pushes up my damp skin over the top of my knee to my lower thigh. My wet robe clinging to my skin, the one side draped between my legs with the other side open to expose the full leg that he has his hand on. 

“You’re mine.” He says.  

I breathe in deep as his hand pushes up mid thigh and his thumb sweeps over my inner thigh.  

“I’m not yours.” I say as feel my legs push apart the slightest bit further and his eyes stay on mine. 

“Yes.” He says as his hand slips even higher and that damn thumb caresses my soft inner thigh right near my heat, right near the current wettest part of my body. 

“You are.” He says and his hand dips under the wet fabric currently keeping my pussy from being exposed. 

I inhale with a gasp and bite my lip when his hand brushes my upper pussy and his thumb pushes right over my clit. 

I spread my legs even further apart and his lips turn up slightly and not once does he look down as the pad of his thumb presses and moves against my clit in tiny circles. 

“You..you said you can’t touch me” I remind him. 

“I shouldn’t.” He says and licks his lips slowly and I bite my lower lip as I put my hands to the bed behind me. My wet robe pasted to my breasts. My nipples hard from the chill as well as the arousal. 

“We’ll call it an apology” he says and I let out a tiny little moan and look down to where he’s touching me as I spread my legs even further apart. 

“You’re a lot easier to tame like this” he says and my eyes lift and his are still of my face. 

“Does that feel good Natalia?” He asks. His voice a gravely whisper. 

“You know it does” I answer. 

“Do you want to cum ?” He asks and I whimper. My hips lifting slightly and he groans quietly. 

“Stay still.” He says. 

“Don’t move.  And don’t make any noise.” He command me calmly , quietly and I still my hips. Fighting the urge to move them. 

“Your father would kill me for this.” He says and I nod once. 

“I know” I say quietly and bite my lips together and let out a breath through my noise along with the tiniest moan. 

“Do you enjoy me risking my life just to touch you?” He asks and I let out another moan and nod. 

“How wet is your pussy Natalia ?” He asks and I curse as I look down at his hand again. 

“So wet” I breathe and then look up at him again and my skin heats as his thumb circles my clit. 

“If I were to slide a finger into it, would it slip right inside of you?” He asks and I curse and my hips lift. 

“Stay.  Still.” He commands and I whimper. 

“Please” I whisper. 

“Please what?” He asks still only touching my clit. 

“Finger me” I say and he lets out a long hot growl under his breath. 

“You still mad at me?” He asks and I whimper. 

“Yes” I answer and he strokes his thumb up and down over my clit now and I spread myself as wide as I can and he finally looks down.  

“Fuck” he mutters and his thumb swipes down. 

“Youre dripping for me” he says in awe as his thumb pushes over the wetness and teases against my center and my eyes flutter as I lean my head back. 

“Do you know how many men would die right along with me just to see you like this?” He asks and I let out a shaky breath. 

“How much they’d risk for just a glance at this?” He says and I bite my lip and lift my head and watch him as he stares at his thumb and my pussy. 

“You have a gorgeous pussy” he whispers and I let out a breath and his thumb spreads the wetness back up my clit and starts to rub it again. 

“Tell me something Natalia, when you were up here earlier , touching yourself and playing with this pussy, did you think of me?” He asks and I moan as I nod and answer with a breathless yes. 

“I don’t want you showing off anymore, when you touch yourself for me, I’m the only one that should hear you cum” he says and I moan softly. 

“And when you touch yourself…you are to think of ONLY me” he says and I bite my lip.  

“Do you understand?” He asks and I nod. 

“Tell me you understand.” He says. 

“I understand” I reply shakily as he lifts his other hand and uses both thumbs to spread my lips apart. 

“I wanted to kiss your mouth first…” he says and I curse as his head moves between my legs and his lips touch my clit. 

It’s the softest most painfully excruciating tease of a kiss and I almost cum. 

“But I guess my first kiss goes to your clit” he says and presses his lips to it again. 

“Oh my god” I whimper and his thumb pushes my lips again, readjusting their hold on my lips as he lets the very tip of his tongue tease my clit.  His hot breath all over my pussy and I moan.  

“I don’t want you to fuck Rosaline anymore.” I whimper and he pushes his tongue against my clit and I squeak as I with hold my moan as his tongue 

“I don’t want you to fuck anyone” I whine quietly. 

“Then tell me that you’re mine” he says and kisses my clit. 

“I’m yours” I confess and he groans and his mouth sucks my clit in between his lips and I let out a tiny cry.  

“I want to watch you touch yourself” he says and I moan. 

“No” I moan. “Please. Don’t stop” I whine and he groans. 

“Not right now” he says. 

“But I want to know what you do with your toys and this pussy when you think of me” he says and I bite my lip hard. 

“I want you to fuck yourself for me as much as you can Natalia” he says and I gasp as feel his tongue lick my clit just right. 

“There” I pant. 

“Mmmm fuck yes” I pant and reach down and slip my fingers through his perfectly styled hair.  

“I’m gonna cum” I tell him quietly and he groans and sucks my clit and then licks again. 

“Do it Natalia.” He groans quietly. 

“I want your gorgeous pussy to cum all over my tongue”