Repressed (Wattys 2014 Winner)

Chapter 29

Adrian kissed me, it was hard and furious. I felt his tongue trace my bottom lip, begging for entrance and when I didn’t allow it he bit gently and well, that seemed to do the work. My mouth opened in protest but my words were silenced as his tongue invaded my mouth. He took deep, hard licks, playing inside and sucked on my bottom lip.

I moaned and slipped my hand over the ripped muscles of his chest, he was so goddamn hard. I could feel him pressing in between my thighs and I was slightly horrified when I realized that I was wet.

Adrian chuckled as his fingers went down to stroke me, “So wet…God!” He moaned huskily. I kissed his cheeks and pulled his neck to mine, “Kiss me.” I ordered and he complied. I could feel him nibble and suck parts of my neck, I gasped.

“Adrian,” I moaned, my voice was filled with lust and even though I knew it was wrong, I knew that I had to do this in order to satiate his want for me.

His kisses trailed down to my breasts where I felt him tug at one with his hands and the other with his mouth. I arched my back as he began to suck, I grinded against his hard on.

But then unexpectedly he pulled away leaving me alone and enraged, “What is wrong with you?” I raked my nails across his back.

“Ah!” Adrian shouted and before I could stop him, his hand came slicing through the air as he backhanded me, the force alone was enough to throw me to the floor. I landed painfully on my knees.

“Adrian!” I shouted at him, when I looked into his eyes they were filled with fear and anger. His palms were rolled into fists as he glared down at me.

“Go to the gynaecologist, make sure you aren’t pregnant. I need to know. I can’t come as business calls but I need you to go and find out. If this child is Alex’s, get it aborted and if it’s mine, keep it. Understand?”

“Give me cash, then.” I stated.

“Take my credit card,” He replied back, I slowly got up and followed him into the bedroom, he took out a silver platinum card and handed it to me.

“I am taking a shower now, don’t try anything funny.” Adrian warned. He pulled off his boxers in front of me, grabbed his towel and went to the bathroom leaving me speechless.

Once I heard the convincing click of the locks being put it place in the bathroom, I rushed to where Adrian kept his cold cash and pocketed a few notes. I couldn’t buy a caller card with a credit card otherwise he’d know that I was trying to escape. I tucked the notes in my underwear drawer and sat down on the bed the moment I heard the tap being turned off.

The door swung open and he walked back in, the water from his hair sensuously trailing down his beautiful chest…he had a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. He opened the walk in closet and pulled off the towel leaving me at a loss of words.

This man was a monster, but he was just so beautiful. I could see every muscle expanding and contracting as he wore his boxers, trousers, shirt and then when he was pulling on his shoes did he speak…wait, no growl again, “If I have to take another cold shower because of you Milla….God! I will wring and snap your neck, you hear me?”

I knew that Adrian wasn’t the sort to speak that way but I still squealed, “Okay.”

“Get up!”

I did as I was asked, he motioned for me to come to him. He wrapped his hands around my wrist and pulled me to him, he rubbed against me and I realized why he had called me, he was still aroused. He cupped my butt and squeezed, I scowled at him, “I thought you wanted to wring my neck?”