Chapter 71: Codename: Aconite Chapter Twenty-One

Like a strike of lightning, his fist collides with my face with enough force to make my head snap back. Pain ricochets through my nose and head as I stumble back against the circular settee. I shake off the dizzy spell as I glare back at Silas who only smiles back playfully.

“You insisted,” he says innocently.

“And now I’m going to kick your ass,” I say as I launch myself from the settee.

I thrust my left foot towards his abdominals, only for him to block it with his hand, so I throw a kick with my right leg to his flank, which he blocks again with his forearm. I twist my body around, swinging my left leg into a fan kick hoping to connect with his handsome face, but the man’s reflexes are annoyingly good. He quickly leans back avoiding my foot by a hair as I plant my feet firmly back on the ground and swing two kicks at his torso, aiming for his stomach and then head, which he deflects with his right forearm.

I try a different tactic and swing my right forearm in a backward crossing action aiming for his head, and, as I predict, he grabs my arm to block me, and I use the opportunity to kick him squarely in the stomach, knocking him back and forcing him to let go of my arm. He stumbles back clutching his stomach with a grimace, and I smirk at him. We’re not quite even, but we’re getting there.

I run at him, wrapping my hands around the back of his neck as I ram my knee up into his stomach repeatedly, relishing in the sounds of his grunting protests. Suddenly he takes a firm grip of my hair from the back of my scalp, while his other hand grasps my chin painfully as he tries to push me away. I lock my fingers together to keep my hold around his neck, but the force he has on my head is too much, and the next thing I know he’s shoving me down to the ground.

As I attempt to get my bearings, he bends over me, throwing a brutal punch to my face, snapping my head to the side as pain lances through my skull. I feel my body being yanked across the floor by my leg, and before I can even lift my leg to kick him, he’s on top of me, pinning me to the floor by straddling my chest as his hands wrap tightly around my throat. I gasp and groan from the pain, struggling to breathe as Silas’s assault causes added trauma to my still-healing throat.

I quickly manage to hook my legs around and in front of his chest and use my body as a counterweight to pull him back. I then throw out a hard punch directly where I remember stabbing him and watch as his face scrunches up in pain as I knock the air right out of his lungs. His hands go slack around my neck, and soon he rolls off me. As he moves onto all fours to get up, I sit up and launch myself onto his back and proceed to pummel my elbow into the back of his neck while I wrap my legs tightly around his waist.

With some effort on his part, he manages to get up, and quickly rushes backwards, slamming my back into the wall with his body weight, causing the mirror on the wall to shatter against my back. I feel burning pain radiating through the gun wound on my back but do my best to block it out as I bite down on his ear.

“FUCK!” he screams, reaching back and grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking it ferociously.

My teeth release his ear as my head is pulled back and I let out a cry of pain as I feel hair being ripped from my scalp. He rushes forward, his hand still clutching my hair and my legs still wrapped around his waist. He reaches behind my knee, pinching the tendon which causes my leg to release its grip on him. He then grabs my right arm and yanks my body onto the dining table, pressing himself between my thighs as he firmly grabs my chin. His wild emerald eyes look down into mine as if searching for something while our laboured pants fill the air.

Suddenly his lips crash down on mine in a bruising kiss that sets my body alight. As if possessed, my lips respond to his, kneading and feasting on his lips like a ravenous beast as I feel his tongue enter my mouth, exploring and consuming me from the inside. His free hand grasps the exposed flesh of my back, yanking me against him where I feel the firm bulge growing inside his trousers as he presses against the inside of my thigh.

My acrylic nails claw down the back of his corset vest, yearning to dig into his flesh as I moan wantonly into his mouth. He sucks on my lips, licking them as if to claim them as he unbuttons and unzips my denim shorts. I follow suit, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly, pushing his trousers and briefs below his ass freeing his cock. As his kisses travel down to the exposed skin of my neck, sucking the flesh into his mouth, marking me as he goes, I look down at the new weapon he plans to use on me. My eyes are transfixed on the twitching organ between his legs, and I eagerly reach out, wrapping my hand around his hardened cock and revel in the way he groans into the crook of my neck.

He's six inches of Herculean steel, wrapped in a velvet fleshy bow. As I stroke him, I savour the way his cock has this extreme upward curve yet is thickest in the middle. I pinch the head of his cock between my thumb and forefinger, feeling the defined and plump edges of the tip and the drip of precum that is gathering there. I press my thumb over his hole and use his precum to lubricate the head of his cock. As I do this, his fingers dig firmly into my back, and he lifts my crop top, latching his mouth to my breast. I gasp and fist my free hand into his hair as I feel his tongue lapping at my nipple and sucking as much of my breast into his mouth as he can. I’m so fucking glad I went bra-less today.