Devotion

Chapter 12 - Devotion

(Heavy smut ahead:)

"What do you..." the words die out in my throat out of shock.

"I need you so much and it makes me hate you. I hate watching you work and rush all over the place, catering to those men with a smile in your face. I hate knowing we live close together and how you're so close to me all the time." He closes the door behind him without breaking eye contact with me.

I stare at him speechless as he continues on. "You know, I also really hate watching you on stage. I hate how you move your body and how divine you dance. I hate seeing all of those other men drool over something that should be mine."

He puts his hands back on my face, cupping my cheeks. "I especially hate how you make eye contact with me when you dance, almost like you're teasing me up there because I can't get to you."

"I hate that all of those things make me want you so bad, it drives me out of my mind." He says feverishly.

"Then the other day, when you grabbed me why did you..." I say tensely as I stay hypnotized by his purple eyes.

"I grabbed you because the thought of you getting fucked by another man makes me want to murder them. I was surprised that you liked it, I never meant to embarrass you y/n but having you under my hand like that turned me on so much. All I can thing about now is fucking you hard with your neck pinned down by me." He says darkly and my breathing picks up to match his, my stomach tightening as I feel my body heat up.

"Choso I..."

"What is it?" He asks suddenly.

"I never wanted to sleep them." I say grabbing onto his wrists. "I just wanted you, as much as I hate to admit it, I do. I thought you actually didn't like me, that's why I was going out with those guys." I say softly.

"In reality, the only man I want to fuck me is you."

His eyes darkened and he suddenly grabs me by my ass, picking me up and forcing my legs around his waist.

"Are you sure that what you want?" He says while he walks us back through my living room. "Because I'm going to absolutely destroy you y/n."

His words and the intensity of his eyes almost scares me, but I feel myself needing him more. He goes to my room and stops at my bed waiting for an answer.

I place a soft kiss on his lips before looking in his eyes. "Choso, I need you, please."

Instantly he sits me on the bed and pulls his shirt off before kneeling before me and attacking my mouth with rough, sloppy kisses while my hands rake through his hair.

He pushes me back on the bed and hikes up my dress to expose my dripping red laced thong, I lean up on my elbows to see him looking at my core as if it was the last meal on earth with his purple eyes filled with hunger.

Looking up at me, he moves the fabric slightly and lowers his mouth to me pulling a moan from my throat. "Oh my pretty girl, you taste so good..."

His hot tongue makes my legs shake as I throw my head back with more loud moans, looking back down only to see him still watching me come undone under his mouth as he continues to devour me.

I grip the blankets and arch my back in complete bliss. "Choso I... I'm going to..."

He lets out a hearty groan before stopping and pulling back, I push myself up with irritation when he suddenly grabs my hair and brings me to my knees. "You don't get to cum until I say you do," he pulls his cock out in front of my face making my mouth dry.