TAMED

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The hands that gripped my shoulders were now traveling anxiously down to my waist. And an electrifying energy washes over my entire body. I couldn't even protest because his mouth is pressed hard on my lips sealing it venomously.

As crazy as it is I found myself moaning and gasping while my fingers grab the knit of his shirt. The smell of his aftershave occupied my nostrills. A smell that tickles my shattering senses.

"..You're so beautiful, my lady. "he whispers softly on my lips.

My response was a soft moan. Seems like I for the love of God couldn't do or say anything as of the moment. Everything is happening so fast and I can literally feel how my heart beats rapidly.

"I don't want to do it. But you needed to be tamed. You're reckless and stubborn. "he rasps in between kissing and touching.

Like a cold water being poured to me, his words struck the inner core to my heart that all of the passion that started to grow melts away.

Feeling so small, I quickly push his chest and cover my almost naked body with a white covers. I felt the hot liquid slowly rolls down to my cheeks.

His expression went still. Realizing my hurt reaction, he gently grab my hands. But I jerk it away. So much for those insulting words, and now here he is again.

I harshly stood up and wrapped my body entirely with a blanket.

"What now? Are you happy? Are you satisfied that you got to touch and kiss anywhere on my body like a fucking stupid shit?" I am walking back and forth in front of him like a mad girl.

"No! I mean, Im sorry. My bad.." he muttered softly. He seems so upset and confused himself which made me feel so down.

I held my hand to stop him. "No. Just stop it there. I don't wanna hear your sorry. I just want you to get your ass out of my room and leave me alone!" I squeezed my fingers to controll the anger that's consuming me now.

He just stare hard at me unable to utter any words. And for a moment, I think his eyes bear sympathy and sorrow. But he suddenly stood up and walked beside the table, grabbing the glass of whisky and gathered it to his lips.

Feeling a little shaky, I slowly strides toward the bedside and sits by the end of the bed. My chest heaving up and down.

Moments passed when i heard him groan, clearing his throat.

"Im here to be with you, my lady." He muttered, making my head snapped towards him.

I hold my silence. I am still breathing irregularly. And Im so afraid that if i answer him now everything will be a mess.

I close my eyes slowly so i won't see his swollen expression. What's wrong with my defenses? That everytime he is near I'm like a sheet of paper easily carried by the wind.

"I'm sorry.." he said once again. When he knew i won't answer him.

"Don't be. It just makes me feel so down. Like I'm craving for You. " I answer him harshly.

He stepped towards me and sits beside me on the bed. His eyes bore down unto me.

"Look at me, Sara. Please look at me.."he rasps. Gently touching my chin and gestures me to look up to him.

His blue green eyes Stared straight at me. And i almost forgot where I am. The shades seems to fade into grey. And the excitement i feel upon staring at him seems to overpower me.

"Don't think of something like that, okay? Your special and your so precious. I don't want you to think that I kiss you just for lust. You know It's not like that. " his voice is like music to my ears. And I feel butterflies fluttering on my stomach.