Unclaimed

Chapter Twenty-Four - Say Please

Judas

"Wait a minute!" I dash up the stairs after her, her hips swaying in front of my face, my eyes mesmerized by her ass, how round and big it was. Her thick thighs brushing against each other on the walk up the stairs.

"Beau!" I growled out. My hands reaching up, trembling in the air around her rear end before slapping onto the railing next to me. My other hand hitting the wall beside my head.

"You want to sit there and make jokes then don't touch me."she says flippantly.

"Why!" I shout stomping up the stairs into her room. Beau sliding into bed with her iPad and pen in hand. Tapping the pen against the screen absentmindedly as I stand at the foot of her bed fuming.

I grunt as I lean over the edge of the bed. My fists coming down on the mattress, pressing into the foam bedding. Glaring at her, but more so drinking her in. The position of her body as she lays across the bed. The curve of her hips, the dip of her waist. Her round taut breasts shielded by that unflattering shirt.

Fuck! I wanted to drape her in the finest of everything. I would dress her in diamonds if she'd allow it.

"Fuck Beau you're killing me." I groan.

"Aww." She coos mockingly. "Poor baby." Not even looking up from her iPad.

"Beau, you're going to regret making me angry." I growl lowly. Inching closer to her on the bed. My knee coming up, I wanted to pounce on her just then. But the placid even expression she had threw me for a loop. Stopping me in my tracks as her eyes snapped up from the device.

"Are you threatening me in my house, slave?" She cocks an eyebrow at me and I'm frozen. Her lips almost quirking up in a smirk but she doesn't let the mask fall entirely.

"What?" My mouth falling slack as she tosses her iPad to the side and crawls towards me on the bed.

"You're in my house. You're under my roof, under my protection. Haven't I been so kind to you already?" She coos, face only a few inches from mine as her face shifts from placid to arrogant. Losing all the coolness in her attitude and replacing it with a certain type of haughtiness.

"Fuck me." I gulp down as I stare at her. Completely transfixed on her every move. She leans forward and I lean back, coming to kneel at the foot of the bed as she moves in front of me. Sitting on the foot of the bed, I'm kneeling between her knees. I'd never thought she'd be this bold.

She spreads her legs wide, making room for me. I inhale deeply, smelling the slick scent of her sex. I could drown in it.

"Beau, please." I grunt as she lets her hands wander, her hands lifting the hem of her shirt to expose her naked breasts.

"Yes?"

Her arms reaching up and pulling the shirt off her body. Her upper body was now completely exposed to me. Her breasts were soft, I could see her nipple hardening against the cold air. I leaned in but she leaned away.

"Nu-uh." She says, leaning back on her hands and I growl once more.

"I will gain the upper hand eventually." My eyes fixing on her but she simply smiles back.

My cock is now painfully erect. My pants tight against my arousal as my hands twitch with the need to touch. She was right in front of me. Baring herself to me. But telling me not to touch.

"And what will you do until then?" She asks teasingly. Leaning in, hovering her breasts in front of my face. My rut was now in full swing. My beast pushing to the surface with every ounce of strength he had.