Chapter 94 Her Dark Fantasy
Arabella wanted to fight, to resist the lust he was surging in her body but when she was confronting her dark fantasy-
Restraining herself was hard too.
When William was fulfilling all his sick desires then why couldn’t she complete just one longing of hers?
She had always imagined, to be able to truly experience it bubbled with a wetness she felt embarrassed about.
“William,”
Pausing, when their bodies were rigidly pressed together, arousing her immensely, she placed her hand over his heart.
“Hmm?”
“Are- Are you doing this to punish me for ruining your meeting?” She asked worriedly, not sure if she could indulge or not.
“Bella,”
Smiling at her innocent question, he removed his hands, straightening his back to study her distress expression.
“I had known all my life was losing- one more deal doesn’t matter. I am disappointed, yes. But, I won’t make the mistake I did last time,” He whispered gently.
“I…”
Biting her bottom lip nervously, her hand hesitantly extended forward as she began to unbutton his shirt, pleasing him inexplicably.
“I am sorry, I didn’t want to cause such a drama during your meeting,”
“I know. I bet it’s Helena’s suggestion. I know you cannot do something like this on your own,”
He kissed her wrists for assurance, removing his coat and tie.
Placing it neatly on the side before strongly locking one hand around her waist, sharing his arousal with hers.
Clicking his head against her, he inhaled her jasmine scent, bringing a hysterical smirk on his lips, desiring for more, to satiate his uncontrollable longings.
Pulling down the zipper of her dress, exposing her delicate skin for him to explore as he pleased.
“How so?”
“Wrath aside, I know how much you admire me for my hard work.”
Chuckling huskily, he bit her earlobe as his hands probed her body from her sides, to those collarbones before leading down to separate her legs and wrap them around his torso.
“That’s something you won’t joke about, I know. You respect that,” Smiling in the end, he pinched her cheeks, slowly removing her dress, leaving her in her undergarments while she was in a daze.
Tilting his head in confession, he pecked her lips to drag her out and laughed a little, “What happened?”
Holding his hanging shirt, her other hand traced her fingers on his toned chest, down to his abs, pumping his blood.
“Is there anything about me you respect too?”
Taking a brief break, William relaxed, holding her shoulders with his both hands, rubbing circles to ease her.
“Can I reply… honestly?”
“Mhm,”
Humming, he consumed a long moment to contemplate and when her body loosened, she grabbed her throat dominantly, yanking her forward, growling.
“This fucking devotion.”
Her body trembled.
“W-What?”
“The way you completely submit and overly dedicate yourself to the person you cherish,”
Breathlessly, he pressed her down on the table, holding her wrist with his other hand and kissed her neck intensely.
Pressing her teeth together, she attempted to suppress the sound, arching her back when he marked her passionately.
Her body submitted, moving in rhythm of the delightful sensation as their breaths collided to be released as one.
Pulling away with a trail of saliva, he gave her throat a soft squeeze, hissing in her ears, openly placing his vicious desires.
“I want it, I need it, I want that to exist just for myself, Arabella,”
Averting her gaze sadly, she wrapped her hand around his neck.
“And when I gave it to you… you threw it away like a tissue, one day the same will happen to me,”
Shaking his head in denial, he tilted his head, to press himself more into her hand, drowning in her entirely.
“You are wrong there, there is not a single thing of you I had thrown, not even the tissues,”
Caressed her cheeks, he asked softly, “Then what makes you think I will throw you away?”
She opened her mouth to argue but was left speechless.
Staring at the exquisite man who smirked and captured her lips into a passionate, endearing kiss.
Unlike before which was cold, it was soft, sweet, shifting down and down, tasting her skin, considering it his privilege.
Absolutely weak in his matters, she kissed back with the same yearning, moving her lips hopelessly, not permitting to get back.
He smirked at her desperation, encased his body into hers.
“Don’t think too much about it, close your eyes and relax,” He reassured, unbuckling his belt, slapping her thigh that made her shriek.
“Are- Are you sure about doing it here?” She stuttered.
His large hand moved around her leg possessively, dragging her nails to her inner thigh, positioning himself in between, loving the flustered reactions.
He teased, “You don’t want to?”
“Just asking,”
“Oh, Baby, I need you every moment, every second, whether here or anywhere else.”
Confessed sincerely, he brought her as close as possible, chaining his eyes perfectly with hers breathlessly.
“From your parent’s home to Jed’s party, you have no idea how I controlled myself,” he growled.
Using his other hand to grab onto her waist, creating the immaculate angle, pushing him to his edge to grant her the peak of euphoria.
But he didn't proceed. He stopped.
Arabella could feel herself getting excited, requiring him madly yet he remained stilled, observing her writhing under him, pulling his hair.
“Then why have you stopped?” She pleaded, shutting her head, becoming a blushing, needy mess, exhilarating the man.
“Hold on, Darling, let me enjoy this sight for a little longer, I want to see you needing me as much as I need you,” He whispered, caressing her body sweetly.
Whining she clinging onto his shirt, pushing him forward, glaring at him to not test her like this as his hand slowly stopped at the end.
“Do you want me to go further?” He teased, tardily moving his finger lower until she couldn’t hold the lust and nodded desperately.
“Yes! Yes!”
She tried to shout but covered her mouth so the voice wouldn't go down. Laughing darkly, he pecked her lips.
Granting her all the gratification he held at bay.
“Don’t worry, these walls are soundproof, scream all you want, Darling,”