Disobedience

Chapter 46: Haunted

Kimberly Jane

I was giddy, even giggling softly as I jog my way back home. I haven't seen his car in the driveway or even in the garage when I entered the house. With a pounding heart, I quickly jogged upstairs and while I was entering the bathroom in my bedroom, I was already peeling off my sweat-soaked dri-fit shirt and Nike running shorts and tossing them in my hamper.

I made sure to lock the bathroom door as I let the shower water warm and heat up. When the temperature was right, I stepped in and let the comfortable, soothing water soak my blonde, sweaty hair.

As I lather up the sweet vanilla scented body wash in my hands, my senses are hyperaware. It was eerily calm when I finished washing my hair. The steam from my hot shower filled the room as I stepped out of the shower stall. I grabbed my towel and started drying up my body before I put on my champagne gold silk robe that only reached my upper thigh.

I then walked towards my steam covered bathroom vanity mirror. It was so moist and foggy that I couldn't even see my own reflection and so I put my hand on the mirror and started wiping away the moisture, when it was finally clear enough, I let out a gasp.

There he was, standing right behind me, wearing the half-skull designed balaclava mask, his ripped and tension filled body is in my view. The camo pants are riding low, giving me a view of his happy hairy trail that leads to his crotch, his tattoo of my kiss mark peeking on his side.

I licked my lips. Excitement and arousal filled my body when I remembered that we're playing.

"Don't come near me—"

He took a step forward and my lips touched his palm when he pressed his hand over my mouth to shut me up. I moaned when I felt his bare abs rub on my back.

"You're not a very good victim, are you?" He huskily whispered in my ear as he held my gaze through the mirror. My hands are gripping the bathroom counter.

"H-How did you get in?" I whispered as his hand slid down to my throat, gripping around the base. Showing me who's in charge.

"You don't lock your window, baby. We have to work on that."

I gasped when he cupped my womanhood through my silk robe.

"Do I have your consent to dirtily violate you, baby?"

I nodded as I looked at him through the mirror.

"Yes." I replied clearly.

"So that means even if you say no, you yell for help, and you kick and slap me, I'm not gonna stop."

Napalunok ako habang naramdaman ko ang pagkibot ng pagkababae ko!

"No, I wouldn't want you to." Sagot ko.

"Okay. Understood. Now, I need you to tell me a safeword, so when you start to not like what I am doing or happening, I need you to say it and I will stop. No questions asked and no hesitations either."

"I'm pregnant." I replied without looking away from him.

Even through the mask, I could see how his face softened. Surprise and ...gladness gleamed in his green eyes.

But then I bursted out laughing.

"Hm, you thought. I'm not. That was just my safeword—err, safewords."

His thick brows furrowed as his big hand slid down to my stomach, caressing it.

"Kimberly, are you sure?" Seryoso niyang tanong, his tone was hopeful like he actually wanted for me to have something in my belly.