Chapter 13 Heated Arguments
“Daniel, let me get off your lap.”
“No, I want you to feel what you fucking do to me”, I hushed low in her ear. Wrapping an arm around her midriff and pressing her down on me, facing almost no resistance from her now limp body.
She lets out a soft moan as I growl out my desires against her neck,” Do you feel how fucking hard that petite little body of yours makes me? It is not fucking fair, Ayesha!”
“Daniel, I need to….”, she starts, trying to crane her neck to look at me but I cut her off, dragging my hand from her stomach to her mouth, pressing a finger against those plush maroon lips. I was blissfully reminded of how that sweet fucking mouth felt choking on my cock.
“Eyes on the screen unless you want me to fuck that virgin pussy of yours right here.” Some sick, twisted part of me hoped that she would defy me and I could finally be inside her.
Only the fucking Lord knew why I was so hell-bent on fucking my uncle’s bride, just the thought of taking her virginity and tearing her fucking tight pussy apart gave me a fucking erection.
I didn’t know whether to be relieved or angry when she obeyed me. Sighing, she must’ve realized I wasn’t going to let her get off so she made herself comfortable, joining her legs and draping them over my lap sideways and resting her head against the middle of my pecs.
Fuck me! Had she just made herself fucking comfy sitting on my lap? Whilst I was struggling to exercise what little self-control I had left to not take her right here….push her down against this sofa, ram myself into her and fuck her into motherfucking oblivion. Maker her cum so fucking hard on my dick, she would have to think of me every time someone else touched her.
I grit my teeth… the thought of someone else touching her made me want to lock her up here and keep her away from the world, all to myself.
Jesus Christ, she was going to drive me fucking insane.
This was not how it was going to go. She was going to suffer just as much as I was. She was going to desire something she couldn’t have…. just like I was.
“This movie is so toxic”, she suddenly remarked, breaking my chain of thoughts, and making me hyper-aware of her body resting against mine.
“Really? How so?”, I played along, satisfied that she’d been the one to start what I would finish and in the end she would be the one panting in my lap, begging for release.
“Are you not seeing what I’m seeing? Instead of confessing his feelings and letting the girl decide for herself whether she wants him too or not, he kidnapped her and gave her a year to fall in love with him. Only a raging psychopath would do that.” She indignantly stated.
“Don’t judge so harshly, love. He must really love her to go that far”, I replied, trying to get a rise out of her.
“Love?! Oh please, this is just obsession. If he loved her, he wouldn’t go so extremely feral on her, like he wanted to own her instead of be with her. And kidnapping and holding her hostage isn’t exactly a way to express his ‘love’ for her”, she clapped back, surprising me.
“Nothing is too extreme. Remember what they say… all’s fair in love and war. Emphasis on all.” This wasn’t an ordinary argument anymore.
“Oh my God, how stupid does she have to be to accept him…. just like that?”
“He did just shoot a man for touching her,” I countered, growing increasingly irritated with her grave opposition. The man was just being protective of her for Christ’s sake.
“That does not mean she should just jump into bed with him. He’s dangerous”, she lowly said, growing quieter and turning her eyes away from the screen.
“Eyes on the screen, Ayesha. Remember what I said”, I warn her, placing my chin on her right shoulder and nuzzling her neck.
Shivering against me, she replied,” I don’t want to watch anymore.”
I make her face forward, sighing against her warm skin,” Why?”
“W… why is he being so rough with her? It’s not nice”, she whimpers out, making me chuckle out loud against her pulse as I tugged on her earlobe with my teeth and then kissed down her neck, feeling her pulse speed up against my mouth.
“Some guys like to fuck rough. And from the very verbal pleasure, you can tell that the girl enjoys it too, wouldn’t you agree?” I trailed kisses down from her neck to her very prominent collarbone, sucking on her pale skin with my lips and turning it bright red. Her soft whimpers escaped her no matter how much she tried to hold them in. Her body was so fucking responsive and I loved it.
She involuntarily rubbed herself against me, eliciting pleasure from me that I did not desire to let show.
“But what if he hurts her?”, she quietly questions as the man fucked the girl from behind, fisting her hair and tugging on it, making her scream as he took her mercilessly. Ayesha would’ve been fucking horrified if she knew the kind of picture my fucked-up brain was painting right now.
“Pain can be very pleasurable sometimes, love”, I answered her, softening my tone. This was no longer a game…. I realised I wanted her to actually believe me. Holy fuck!
“No, no it can’t”, she protested, squirming against my hold on her again as I continued reddening her shoulder with harsh kisses.
“How can you know when you’ve never even been fucked before, let alone roughed up?” I spoke against her skin, mesmerized by the very close view of her gorgeous chest.
“Do you do it like… um”, she stuttered, making me smile as I lifted my head up to find her blushing furiously.
“Ayesha, are you asking me if I fuck hard?”, I don’t think I’d ever enjoyed teasing a girl this much.
“Do you? As hard as… him?”, she eyed the screen with caution, holding her breath as she waited for my answer.
I’d never thought she would actually have the guts to flat out ask me.
“Baby, if you think this is rough, I don’t think you want to know how I am in the bedroom”, I warned her, all amusement escaping me.