t.w: rated eighteen
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
“As long as I wanted to meet our child, I wanted to do something. Something more pleasurable.”
I gulp in so much excitement because of what he said. Oh my god, is he planning to fuck me, again? God, if it's the case then I want it to be senseless.
Now I'm freaking horny. A horny bitch!
I was shock when I realized that he was already in the driver's seat. Wait what? He started the engine and fastly drove back.
“W-Wait! What about the driver? You can't just leave him here!” I exclaimed while slowly crawling towards the passenger's seat. I put on my seatbelt for I know that this will be a glory ride, again!
“Don't mind him, he knows how to walk.”
And I was right! He fucking drove his car, fastly! I kept on praying inside my mind. No, this can't be happening, don't he know how to drive slowly? What if we got into an accident? Ugh damn it!
I almost vomit when I got out from his car.
“Hey, are you okay?” he fastly rub my back.
How dare him ask me if I'm okay!
“I'm alive...” I mumbled to myself.
I heard him chuckle a little before guiding me to walk inside a fucking... hotel. Damn! Hilton Manila Hotel?! Are you fucking kidding me?!
I was busy staring at the interior designs of the whole lobby. It was so fucking beautiful...
“Hey, why are we walking so fast? Don't you know how to walk slowly? And what are we doing here? I still need to change baby's diaper...”
He gently pulled me closer and whispered something on my ear. “I can't wait to pound your cunt... I wanted to hear your lustful moans, again...”
I felt like my whole face became red as a tomato. I mean duh, it's been a long time since I've got to feel my pussy throb. And I can say that it's truly... exciting.
I heard him chuckle a bit before grabbing my hand. We arrived at a VIP room. Damn, VIP room? Just how rich is this motherfucker?
He fastly opened the door and pushed me hard, causing me to stumble in the floor. I stared at him, eyes wide open. What the fuck?!
He grab a chair from the corner and sat there confidently. “I wanted to play first.” he stated while smirking. “Come on Y/N... Be honest, do you... love my dick?”
Huh? What the fuck is wrong with him? Did he gone totally crazy while searching for me? Still I nodded. “Y-Yeah...”
Upon hearing my statement, he smirk widely and started loosing up his tie. My forehead creased in so much confusion. Is he trying to seduce me here? Like duh, a criminal boss seducing a nobody like me? You've got to be kidding me.
“Do you know what? I always wanted to see you masturbating in front of me.”
“No, you're crazy.” I answered and stood up. I was just about to walk pass on him when he grab my arms. He fastly stood up and made me sit in the chair.
“Mikey? Now what?”
He scoff and knelt down in front of me. My eyes grew wider when I realized that he's starting to unzip my jeans.
“O-Oh my god... What're you trying to do?” I asked, stuttering. I mean, I already have an idea what's next, but I still wanted to make sure. Duh, it's been a long time since I've felt him giving me pleasure.
