Chapter 44 : Rosella...

I hang on to his hand tightly, trying not to let it show how nervous I am right now. I have no idea why I said all that I said just now. But I definitely felt like it was something he must want to hear. I hope I didn't upset him further by being honest like that, after trying to trick him again.

*I wonder if he can even believe me at this point or not…*

I truly don't understand why I'm like this. I enjoyed the kiss we shared. Actually, I loved it so much, it's terrifying. But I'm not sure if I want to experience that again… I can't forget how I was acting like an animal in heat, whining in his arms and clinging to him. *Ugh! It's embarrassing to even think about it.*

Why couldn't I control myself? Why didn't my mind interrupt with practical thoughts? How could I let myself be overtaken simply by sensations? Why did it feel so good, so hot, so intense to be talked to like that? He was definitely set on consuming me alive with that ardent kiss, pouring so much into me, I was so close to rapture…

“Are you sure that's how you really feel?” Adrian's neutral voice startles me and self-consciously, I wipe at my mouth and try my best to play off the furious blush heating up my cheeks.

He finally responded to my confession, after taking his sweet time. *Or was he just testing me with silent treatment?* Though he didn't have to test me like that. I was too busy reminiscing about our hungry kissing to come up with ways to take my words back again.

Staring at his handsome face with a closed off expression, I come to realise something a bit too late. *I've truly pushed him away.* I can no longer feel his overwhelming aura that makes me lose my mind whenever he's too close.

Squeezing our clasped fingers, I make up my mind. “Yes, I'm sure. So, go ahead and tell me what you want me to do. I'll prove it to you with my actions.”

He seemed so natural when he followed my order. I'm sure I can do the same for him if I don't think too much about it. *I'm doing it all for him. There's nothing more to it.* It won't mean I'm weird even if I end up enjoying submitting to him. He's a bit of a pervert with his unusual kinks when it comes to sexual things, but it doesn't define him. And anyway, I'm doing it all to please him. Like he did. I'll leave it at that.

“Alright, let's put your resolve to the test then.” He isn't convinced at all, I can tell by the disinterest layering his flat tone. *Why do I feel so upset when I'm the only one to blame for that?*

“Shall we?” He demands my verbal response with raised brows.

“Okay…” Holding my breath, I stare into his eyes as we lay facing each other for a few more seconds. The anticipation keeps building, filling the air around us with untold expectations of complete dominance and submission. And when his hot hand palms my cheek, stroking under my eye with his thumb, I scoot closer, craving his warmth and comforting touch.

“I want to touch you. Can you lay back flat and just relax for me? Let me do what I want with you first.” He asks softly, hesitantly and I release the breath I've been holding.

It's such a simple request, not even a proper instruction like the one he gave me to pick up the blindfold. *Is he still wary of my reaction? Is he afraid I'll try to get away again?*

It hurts my pride, but I swallow my complaints. With a deliberate nod and a warm smile, I turn on my back and do my best to stay still and relaxed. “Do whatever you want, Adrain. I'm all yours.”

I flinch when his soft, mocking chuckle touches my ears. “Alright, let's see how long you'll last this time before kicking me in the gut again.” I keep my eyes glued to the plain white ceiling, trying not to show how much his words are bothering me.

Trying not to tense up when I feel his body heat disappear from beside me, I suck in a harsh breath and curse myself silently for being so dense sometimes.

Adrian makes his way down my body. Slowly starting at my feet, his lips brush along my sole and kiss their way up from my ankle to my knees. I exhale deeply every time his tongue flicks out, lapping at my bare skin and sending shockwaves of sensation up my spine.

Trying to keep my shivers underwrap only gets harder when he settles between my legs. His hot breath blows at my pelvis everytime he exhales.

“Rain…” His nickname rolls off my tongue before I can cover my mouth.

“Yes, Pearl? I'm listening. You want to stop now?” He stills with his fingers digging into the flesh of my inner thighs, not painfully, but definitely firm. As though he wouldn't let me go even if I told him to stop.

Unable to suppress it, I shudder beneath him. Trembling at the possibility he might actually force himself on me. *What would that be like? Not being able to form a thought and getting swept up in his pace? ...Am I seriously romanticizing that?*

“Pearl… you're panting. Please don't ask me to stop now.” I squeeze my eyes shut, fingers scraping on the mat for purchase as I try not to moan out loud or squirm away when he grabs my ankles and pulls my leg up over his shoulder. Planting petal soft kisses on my knees, somehow finding even more sensitive spots there to press on.

I cover my face with my hands, embarrassed to be in such an exposed position, even though it's not the first time he's seeing me naked. *Why does it feel so intense then? So freaking real?*

Regulating my harsh breathing, I mumble behind my hands, “I won't ask you to stop but… Are you going to kiss me there?”

He stops midway in his licking and nibbling spree. “Kiss you where, Pearl? You need to be more specific, or I might get the wrong idea.”

“Down — down there, between my legs.” Heat overtakes my body as my blood gushes in both directions, not leaving any space for me to think.

“Ah, your cunt? Of course.” His accent thickens, so does the tension in the air around me. I struggle to breath properly, the lower half of my body growing restless with every passing second.

“Rain…” I whimper for reasons I'm humiliated to even think about. *Why, of all times, am I acting like a virgin now!?* “You said you just want to touch me…” *Do you realise how sensitive I am right now!? How you're driving me insane just by brushing against my hot skin…*

“Hmm, I did say that, didn't I?” With my knees spread, he bends forward and pecks my hip bones. I jolt against his mouth, my butt lifting off the floor as his teeth join in to chew the thin layer of skin stretched over my bone. “But I never said I'd stop at touching, or kissing.”

“What do you mean…?” I whisper breathlessly, my arms covering my burning face.

“I'm going to feast on you, Pearl. Right now. But I will stop if you push me away, even once.” His mouth comes dangerously close to my bare skin, his controlled breaths rustling my pubic hair.

“But… but what if I can't help it?”

“What? Pushing me away? Then that's it. We'll stop. I will not do it unless you want me to. In fact, right now, I want you to grab my hair when I go down on you. You're welcome to even rip out my hair, but if I catch even the slightest hint that you're trying to push me away, I'll stop immediately. Got it?”

“But how do I…?” I sniffle softly, knowing full well I'd try to push him away. Even now I'm finding it so hard to not just pull away and curl into myself. This is too intense for me. “You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're so cruel!”

“Oh, Pearl…”

Leaning forward, he scoots up over my body with my knees sliding over his shoulders. His bare chest feels hotter against the back of my thighs.

Hovering over my face, he gently takes my arms off of my face. “Look at me, Pearl.” His thumb wipes away the tears that managed to escape and slide down my temples. I refuse to meet his eyes but they fly open on their own when something hard and hot, hidden beneath his pants zipper, nudges me between my legs.

“You feel it, right? It's all because of you. Do you really think I'd be able to stop even if you tried to push me away?” His voice holds a hint of helplessness, while his clear blue gaze sends jolts of hot desire to my core. “Isn't it about time you took responsibility for causing me so much trouble?”

*He has chosen this moment to whine like this, asking me to take responsibility!? Is he out of his damned mind already!?*

Pressing down, he captivates me with his fierce eyes while his hips grind against my opening, slipping on my wetness over and over again. My back arches off the ground when he begins to thrust against me in earnest, my inner walls flexing restlessly as though he was actually moving inside me.

*Oh god! I'm gonna lose my mind. This is way too hot. Please, stop!*

I want to scream. But something inside me won't let me end this.

“Who's the cruel one now, Pearl? Asking me to hold back then moaning in objection when I tell you I won't force you? What the hell do you want me to do? What am I supposed to make of this?” Grasping my wrists, he slams them over my head and leans deeper, letting me feel more of his hard hot length as his hips thrust wildly against me, driving me closer and closer to the edge.

I pant and moan with abandon, not even able to comprehend why I was trying to hold back anyway. *What's gotten into me!?*

“Do you have any idea how erotic you look right now? You're soaked in sweat and so wet down here as well. This is driving me out of

my mind. Please tell me you want me. Tell me you'd do as I say and in return, I promise you, I'll fulfill every single one of your desires.”

“Nngh, Rain…”

I don't even have to think anymore. I've realised I don't even care about what he wants to do with me. All I know is that I want him inside me. I can't stop thinking about how it felt like when I had his huge cock inside me before, how it stretched me to the point of tear and how it drove me higher when he fucked me on that edge.

“I'll do it, I'll do anything. Just — just put it inside me. Fuck me, please, hurt me.”

*I'll deal with the consequences later…*