PROLOGUE
Warning: The story is for mature audience. Please do not proceed if uncomfortable. Contains sexual content.
Sneak... Peek...
Lily James's POV
"Brandon..." I rasp trying to catch my breath. I am panting. His lips are on my neck. My nipples harden over the coolness of his glass table. He is slapping my ass red. It's going to be hard to sit down. "Please, let go." He is being rough. Not that I don't like it. He can use me as he pleases and I know that I will let him for the reason unknown to me.
"Let go?!" He asks like I just asked him to bring me the sun. Anger is clear in his voice. "Fuck!" He slaps my right butt cheek and I gasp. Wetness pools between my thighs. His possessiveness should not be tested, but I went and did just that. Suddenly his lips are touching my ear and his body is over me spreading the warmth I need. "Why?! So you can fuck Mike?!" He asks gripping my ass tight.
"It was just a kiss and an accident at that." It really was. He is not interested in me. Mike has crush on Sarah and I was just helping him. "You saw it too. I didn't mean it." I try to defend myself. His hand comes up and grabs my right boob as he gently squeezes it. He is always trying to be gentle. Even now. Even when he wants to be rough. I don't understand why. It's like I am a glass doll.
"Fuck it! You are mine, Love. Only mine." He lifts me up and turns me around. His hand goes down again and cups my pussy. "All mine. My Beloved." His nickname for me. "Whose slut are you?" He asks as he kisses my neck. His lips are driving me crazy. I am so lost in him. "Answer!" He yells. He is licking my nipples and I am trying to concentrate on replying him. He grips it with this teeth delicately.
"Yours!" I tell him urgently. His fingers are now inside my panties and teasing my pussy lips.
"What?" He asks stopping all that he is going and looking at me. Why did he stop? No! His green eyes are so looking into mine and I am sitting here on his desk with my shirt ripped open and my bra pulled down, letting him have a good look at my boobs. His eyes travel down my body and finger is playing with my nub. Fuck! This is torture! But I want more! I want him!
"I am your slut!" I confess. I am! He made me! I didn't know I could do the things he made me do until I met him. He resumes torturing me and I oblige and revel in it.
"Whose Queen are you?" He asks putting his lips back on my nipples. His fingers rub my clit.
"Yours!" I whisper and he stops again. "I am your Queen!" I give him the full reply.
"Will you kiss anyone again?" He asks and suddenly all the drive leaves me and I remember why I have been angry at him that I kissed Mike. The image of Pamela's lips on his plays in my mind and I push him off me with all my strength. He is so strong, I am sure he only took a step back, because he is surprised that I stopped him. I never push him off. I get out and button my shirt or whatever's left of it.
He is looking at me with a frown and I give him a fuck off look. That triggers him.
"What are you doing?" He asks. But I turn around only to be pulled back.
"I am going to kiss Mike or whomever I want if I want to. You don't get to claim me like this! I am not your girlfriend!" I yell. I am angry too. "You can't ask me to do something that you can't do yourself!" I am surprised by my courage. He is my boss and I am yelling at him. I was never like this. Not that I was docile, but I never get angry. He makes me feel all these things. I turn around and reach for the door.
"Get back here, Love!" He is angry. Well I am too! I hold my shirt together since it's ripped.
"No! I can't keep coming back to you. I don't understand you!" I turn around to speak. He wants me, but not in front of everyone. "You want us to be a secret, but you won't tell me why! I can't do this anymore!" I confess. "You want me?" I ask. The want is clear in his eyes. He just nods his head. I feel in control for a second. "Then earn me." I tell him and turn around again.
"Oh Baby." I hear him and as I reach for the door handle, I am lifted off my feet and settles on him with my legs straddling him. I gasp and look at him in chock. "You will learn!" He tells me with determination and goes to sit on the couch. Our couch!
What? What will I learn?!
A/N:
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