Chapter 87 Make His Life Hell

Chapter 87 Make His Life Hell


Sarah

He reached into her panties and found a hard pea in the folds. He pressed on the nab.

He rubbed the thick knot of flesh vigorously, pressing his groin against my protruding ass. I felt his large organ, even in his pants, swell and become as hard as cement.

I'd forgotten how wonderful it felt...

Making love with such a wonderful, hot man. Feeling his large, hard length piercing me with sweeping, deep thrusts.

"Do you want to cum, baby?"

"Nooo!"

I whimpered, tears streaming down my cheeks.

He continued to rub me there, teasing me. Tormenting me!

As soon as I approached climax, he froze, punishing me.

"Stop doing that! I don't want you, I'd rather die!"

A despicable laugh, husky and sexy, echoed from behind.

"You're wrong! You're wet! You want me, Sara, and you always will... No matter how many lies and excuses you make."

The worst thing was that I couldn't break free, I couldn't say no to myself! My body was going crazy, my mind wouldn't obey, and my muscles were yearning for release. Nothing else! I felt like if I didn't release this excruciatingly sweet tension, I'd die.

"Well? Are you going to sit on my dick yourself, or should I push you?"

"You've overdone it! I hate you, Shawn! I'll break your banana if you even touch me with it!"

I jerk back sharply, slamming my buttocks against his cock, and he only gets more turned on, breathing hotly down my neck.

"Ooh! Are you really so eager to get on my dick like that? Did you miss me? I knew you still wanted me, Sara..."

I hear the sound of his fly, a huge, burning flesh wedges between my legs. I hold my breath. He's really crossed the line. Is he really going to take me?

"Shawn, this is too much..." I sigh, protesting, but I'm still burning up. My head is spinning, my mouth is as dry as a desert. I'm at my limit! I shouldn't want him, but I can't stop!

"Are you ready to be sated with male attention?"

"Nooooo!"

"Come here, my little sassy brat! I'll show you the sky in diamonds now..." With a sharp tug, he yanks my panties down, gaining full access.

His powerful cock is about to plunge its full length into my tiny hole. Then suddenly... a loud ringtone rings throughout the room. It's billionaire's phone ringing.

Shawn curses under his breath, reluctantly removing his fingers from my ass and answering the call. My ears are ringing, the blood in my body has warmed up to forty degrees... I'm sweating. My hair is wet, my skin is covered in goosebumps.

I can't even hear who he's cursing at on the phone. At that moment, I froze, holding my breath, awaiting the brazen intrusion.

What luck, we were interrupted!

Or... maybe not.

My lower abdomen aches painfully, as if someone had planted a bomb there, ready to explode.

All I want more than anything in the world right now is to suppress this hellish tension.

He was so close, his hot flesh already pressed against my entrance, ready to fill me to the limit. To remind me that he is the Master here! To remind me of those incredible sensations I experienced long ago and which I have longed for.

I had completely forgotten what it was like... To luxuriate in a man's arms, to move in the same rhythm with him, to moan loudly, choking on his hot kisses...

He was right. I miss affection. I miss the thrill. A beautiful, naked, male body! True love... Especially now, when I'm experiencing a surging hormone surge.

He sighs with displeasure, ending the call. I hear the rustling of clothes, the click of a belt buckle. I remain standing against the wall, unable to move or blink, until he begins to pull my panties back into place. He pulls the elastic back and lets go.

Slap!

She lightly bumps into my thigh.

"Ow!" I jump in surprise.

"Don't go anywhere! I'll be back soon and we'll continue." Having replaced the panties, he also gives me a light slap on the bun.

"Ow! No way..." I shake my head, forcing down the nasty fumes. This slap quickly sobers me up and brings me back to my senses, driving away the reckless surge of excitement.

"As I said, so it will be, you are completely under my control!" the billionaire's voice took on a firm tone. "You'll earn your keep in my house with your body. Food, clothes, luxury apartments! And most importantly, the lack of a man in your hole! I'll make up for it all, don't worry! When I get back... Wait for me, little witch!"

I can feel the smug, pompous smile stretching across this shameless devil's face. He laughs like the devil in hell. What a bastard!

"Are you crazy?" I gasp, turning around abruptly, but he is already standing at the door, pressing the handle.

The door slams, and I hear the lock turn.

What?

Locked?

That arrogant bastard locked me out!

I rush to the door, yank it open, but it won't budge.

"Open up!" I bang my palm on the doorframe.

"Sit still, fidget, I'll only be here for a moment."

"Are you completely nuts? Not only did you lock me out of the apartment, but now you've reduced it to just one room?" My face is flushed with anger.

"Relax. I told you, I'll only be here for a moment. Boris isn't around anymore, and I don't trust you. You can stay in your room for now."

The footsteps fade away, then I hear the front door slam.

Gone...

What a parasite!

I peel myself away from the door and start pacing nervously. It's driving me crazy! It's irritating that he has power over me! I rack my brain, trying to think of some nasty trick I can pull.

Spit in his food?

Trivial...

Cut up his expensive suit?

He doesn't care! He'll buy a new one!

Pour glue into his shoes...

I smiled.

What a mess!

Well, I'd already gotten him all worked up when he caught Borya and me. Oh yeah! I'll never forget that twisted, torch-like face. His jealous... I definitely saw it in his insolent, dark-blue eyes.

I need to think of something else.

I really want to make his life miserable and turn it into hell! So he'll kick me out himself and be happy to be rid of the witch.

"Get lost! Get out! The contract is terminated!" A funny image flashed through my mind, of him ripping important papers to shreds. "Do whatever you want, just leave me alone! I'm even ready to forgive your damn debt!"

I rubbed my hands in anticipation.

Oh, what sweet thoughts...

After wandering around In the room, I sat down on the sofa and calmed down a bit. I didn't feel like watching TV—thanks, last time was enough; I couldn't find a phone in the room.

Boredom made me drowsy, and before I knew it, I'd sunk onto the sofa, curled up, and fallen asleep, rubbing my tummy.