Chapter 28 His Possessiveness II
SIENNA
My breath hitched and my whole body tightened as I anticipated his action. Lucian was unpredictable. I didn't know what he wanted to do, but for a fact, I knew he wasn't going to be gentle.
The sight of Ethan and me angered him a lot. I could perceive it from his tone and the aura he exuded.
"Wh... What do you plan to..." The remaining words got stuck in my mouth when I felt the vibrator working again. He had fucking turned it on.
The sensation I thought I'd successfully overcome returned; this time it was fiercer. My legs shook tremendously, and in a second, a stream of sweat had already covered my forehead.
I staggered, but instead of collapsing on the floor, I ended up in his arms. Yeah. The instigator of my problem protected me from falling. There was a smile that made my skin crawl on his face. He stared into my eyes while I moaned out loudly.
Don't get me wrong. Whatever I was feeling between my legs was taking me to realms I wanted to be in. I just hated that I had no control over my body in front of him.
"Why were you talking to him?" He asked, his eyes piercing into mine with his arms wrapped around me.
"Fuck!!!" I moaned out, shutting my eyes and opening them almost immediately. "He's Ethan. My colleague at work," I stuttered amidst my moans, rubbing my lap together.
"I know no fucking Ethan, little girl. I invited you here today, and you should answer me only." His voice was firm... He wasn't letting me know that was the right thing to do. He was authorizing me. An authority that mustn't be shaken by me.
"I..." I clutched his collar and clenched my teeth tightly. "Oh my fuck!!! Lucian!"
"Yes, girl. You came to this place because you wanted me. A stranger shouldn't be the first person you talk to. I hate it," he revealed.
"I am sorry," I forced myself to let those words out. My body shook vigorously, and my eyes rolled. The salacious feeling had overwhelmed me. Annoyingly, despite the whole sensation, I wasn't reaching climax. It was as though something was delaying it. Instead, I felt more horny and hungry.
His lips formed into a sinister smile that reached the corners of his eyes. At that moment, he didn't resemble the handsome boss I had a one-night stand with anymore. He was a devil. Fear gripped me because I knew whatever was going through his head wouldn't end well for me.
Just as the thought came into my head, he pushed me, flinging my body to the three-seater couch I met him sitting on before I walked in. Before I could catch a breather, he towered over me and snatched my neck. I gasped. Still, the vibrator was working.
"I... I think my blood might spike up at this rate. I can't handle you and the vibrator at the same time," I mumbled, digging my nails into the couch to suppress the tension building within me and rushing to my brain.
He chuckled and clicked on the remote. The vibrator stopped working, and I let out a deep breath.
However, the relief didn't last.
With his hand around my neck, he raised my face to his and swirled his tongue over it before ending it on my lips. It sent a ticklish sensation across my spine. My blood spiked, not with tension but with pleasure.
"You cannot talk to another man when I'm present, Sienna." His voice was husky and hoarse. "You belong to me now."
My brain didn't assimilate his statement properly, but I just found myself agreeing with him. "Yes, Lucian! Anything you say,"
"Look at me," he ordered, still holding my neck.
I obliged. His eyes were burning... With want, lust, and hunger. For a moment, I was scared for myself. He could tear me apart if he took me with the same tension I could see in his eyes.
My legs were spread apart, panties shifted to the side, and he slid two fingers into my coochie.
"Oh shit! Your fingers are fucking warm," I mumbled, breath erratic.
His fingers moved in and out of me roughly with his hand still on my neck. While he did that, he swirled his tongue against mine every moment. I was losing it. Saliva drooled out of the corner of my lips unheeded. I'd never had this level of pleasure.
While still working my coochie with his fingers, he removed his hand from my neck and slipped off the tiny sleeve of my dress.
The dress slid downward as the sleeve went off my shoulders, revealing my breasts packed in the brassiere he got with the panties.
His lips curled into a satisfied smile. "You are a good girl, huh?"
He fondled my breasts, making every moan sound like a rhythmic tone. He lowered his head and licked every upper part of my breasts. Slowly, he unhooked the bra and flung it to the side, revealing my bare boobs.
My brain kept reminding me that he was my boss. It kept warning me about the repercussions. It told me it wasn't right, but hell NO. I shut the voice off and let myself get lost in the fun. I really wanted to have a feel for what happened the last time. I was curious, expectant, and eager. I missed his last touch, and pretending I was lost in today's fun would help me get what I want.
"They seem fuller than last time," he complimented, his lustful and sex-stricken eyes hovering over them.
Heat crept up my neck to my face. My face fell as I tried to hide the flush.
He took one of my boobs into his mouth, still fucking me with his fingers. I leaned my head backward, shut my eyes, and let out louder moans. My chest heaved up and down as I struggled with the pleasure and tension swelling within me.
This was a sin, and I couldn't believe I was indulging in one with my boss.
I would regret this. I would definitely regret this when the tension subsides.