How much do you wanna risk, Anna Maria Benett?
I would be risking way too much, Charles. Like for example to be used and killed by a stranger then dumped somewhere along the road.
Sweet Anna Maria, I stoped being a stranger the moment you found out...
Charles took a grip of my ponytail with his right hand, making my head fall on his shoulder, while his left hand was wrapped around my waist, leaving me trapped.
Not that I was complaining though.
"You're a bad liar, Anna Maria Benett!"
"And why is that?"
I asked, looking over my shoulder straight in those gorgeous chocolate eyes which hold the power to make any woman's legs feel like jelly.
"You were holding the arrow too perfect for a beginner, with four fingers and each on the right position."
"But the way you raised it to your eye-level and threw it with your body still and straight, proved that it wasn't your first time realising a dart from your hand."
"I have watched many beginners play, Anna Maria, and both of us know that you're not one of them."
"Now tell me, why did you pretend?"
"I-I, I don't know, Charles. I just felt like it."
He twisted my ponytail twice around his wrist and pulled harder on it.
"You're lying again! But I'm giving you one last chance to answer my question right. Why did you pretend?"
And he pulled even harder, making me feel pain and pleasure at the same time.
"I lied because I was hoping that your teaching lesson will lead to this."
He turned me around so that I was facing him and lifted my body into air, wrapping my legs around his waist.
"Good girl!"
He said and squeezed my butt cheeks. I bit my lower lip and let out a moan, holding tightly on his neck.
"And were you hoping to end up in this position as well?"
"Yes, sir."
I said sir deliberately, wanting to provoke him more.
"Oh, you're so going to regret that, Anna Maria Benett!"
Charles grabbed the back of my neck and pressed my mouth against his. I tangled my long fingers in his hair and Charles caressed my back all the way to my butt.
He took his time with his hands as if he was trying to memorize every curve.
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He kissed me hard and passionate and I already knew that he'll leave me hooked on his kisses.
He carried me to the bathroom, never breaking the kiss, then placed me down on the sink.
