His Girl ✧ Maloley | DISCONTINUED

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Jade Grey♔

Monday, 4:47am:

I wake up, rubbing my eyes and stretching out my limbs. The bed in the basement is actually comfortable, almost as comfortable as Nate's bed.

Rolling over, my eyes widen to see many bags of shopping in the middle of the room where I was tied up for nine or so hours straight. There's pink bags, black bags, beige bags, white backs, you name it - it's there.

Valentino, Versace, Guess, Dior, Marc Jacobs, Armani, Dolce and Gabbana, Prada, Chanel and Gucci.

I almost had a heart attack.

Climbing out of bed, I yawn and make my way over to the bags, crouching down to peak inside of them. Lingerie, jeans, dresses, shoes, everything.

I leave them in the bags, shaking my head and grabbing my own shoes to walk upstairs. Yet again, I slept in my uncomfortable dress considering still nobody bothered to give me something comfortable to sleep in.

I open the door, and jump back when I see Nate asleep on a chair facing the door. He looks so peaceful, his curly brown hair is messy, his t-shirt is creased and his boxers are exposed from underneath his low sweatpants. I nudge his leg with my foot, crossing my arms stubbornly. "Wake up, asshole."

"Huh?" His eyes are red from just waking up, his voice is raw - and incredibly hot.

"You barricading me in with all your allurement for your whores?" I scoff.

"Nah," he chuckles, sitting up. "They're all yours-"

"I'm not one of your fucking whores." I snap and suddenly gasp when he pins me against the nearest wall, making me drop my shoes. His eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips, and south. His hands grip my wrists to the wall, his body presses to mine to hold me in place.

Slowly he lifts his leg up and begins rubbing his knee between my legs, heavily breathing on my neck. "You keep talking about my whores, if you want to be one then go ahead - it's a hell of a lot more money for me - but I'm not keeping you here to fuck other guys. I want you Jade, me, nobody else in this house or in the world for that matter is having you. You're fucking mine, you got that in that pretty little head of yours?" He questions, I nod in response.

I can't believe he just seduced me with his knee.

"N-Nate." I quietly moan, trying to squeeze my legs together so he can't turn me on any more.

"What baby? Tell me what you want." He grunts against my ear, letting my wrists go to place his hands on my sides.

"You." I reply, mentally slapping myself for giving into temptation.

"My fingers? My tongue? Or my dick?" He asks, I groan at his words, replaying the night we shared in my mind.

"E-Everything Nate, I wa-want all of you." I answer, placing my hands at the back of his neck.

He slowly kisses my ear and works his way down to my collar bone. Meanwhile, his hands slide down to the hem of my dress and slowly lift it up. I shake my head but he shushes me, persuading me even more by pressing his bulge up against me.

"Sh-Shit, Nate, just fuck m-me." I whimper, yearning for his special touch.

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