Chasing Rogue

Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen:
The Mission's confession

Sapphire

We were both panting, gasping for air as we senselessly made out. The taste of alcohol in his mouth invading mine.

"Rogue..." I whined.

He tugged on my shirt and opened the entrance door. "Where are you taking me?" I asked, confused.

"Out in the beach, it's hot in here." He didn't sound so drunk anymore, he sounded stoic.

I stilled. "Rogue, gabi na, why would you wanna go outside?" I asked, looking at him like he has lost his mind. He didn't respond, before I knew it he sweeped me off my feet, lifting me like I weighed nothing.

I panicked. "What are you doing? Put me down! You might drop me!" I screeched. I was faced against his buttocks so he slapped mine and me whimper.

"Rogue, please." I pleaded, getting worried.

He finally put me down when we reached the beach that oversees the horizon, the sun was already gone but there was still a little light coming from the house. I gulped when he started taking his shirt off.

"What did you wanna do here?" I asked, with my breath hitching from the view. He was the view.

"You, I wanna do you. Right here, right now." He growls and didn't waste any time.

He unbuckled his belt, I shivered at the sight of it but it didn't just end there. He kissed me and sneakily put my hands behind my back, he wrapped the belt around my wrists and sealed it tight, making sure that I won't be able to move it. I'd be lying if I said that this didn't turn me on big time.

I mentally rolled my eyes, I was supposed to be mad at this man but instead I'm tied down outdoors, making out with him.

"So good." He murmurs against my neck and I shivered even more. I just know that he's leaving marks around my neck and my chest, but I didn't care, I couldn't, I was so drunk in his touch.

I couldn't touch him because of the belt around my wrists. I could only moan and twitch around his touch. "More.." I moaned.

"You want more?" He raises his brows at me, making a lustful eye-contact. I hastily nod and he smirks, he then grabbed my private and lightly smacked it. "Then tell me who this pretty pussy belongs to." His voice sounded dark, and I loved it.

I swallowed a lump in my throat, it was starting to hurt because I kept screaming. "Yours, it belongs to you!" My body arched when he plunged in two fingers with no warning. "Ah..." I panted.

His mouth lowered to my shirt, he bit into the thin fabric and started moving it up with just his soft lips, I moaned as a response to his every move. He was undressing with with his mouth while he was pleasuring me down there with his fingers, this was unbelievable. "Oh my gosh, I'm coming." My breathing was starting to get even more ragged.

"Let it all out." He whispers, kissing my abdomen. I was topless, I wasn't wearing a brassiere underneath the shirt that I had.

I cried in pleasure when I felt myself come, I coated his fingers and he looked at me with a satisfied smile. He licked his fingers clean and turned me around, I still had his belt tying me down. I was now bent over to the sand, with no other clothing besides my silk panties.