Gun To My Heart |m.t.|

十二

ㅣAnother Smutty Chapterㅣ

Amanda's POV
It's been three weeks since the intruder barged into the house. And in these three damn weeks, Mark has been keeping a hawks eye on me. He wouldn't even let me go to the bathroom alone for five minutes! This guy is driving me nuts!  Why the hell am I even here?! At least the rest of the boys are fun to be with. Mark's to controlling and demanding, literally bribing me every second to get his way, sometimes threatening! "Amanda, why are you in the living room all by yourself?!" See! I try to have some peace and quiet all to myself, but this guy is on my ass 24/7! "Leave me alone..." I groaned turning the other way, facing the couch I am laying on. I felt his cold hand touch my bare thigh, sending electricity throughout my whole body. Then in a second, Mark had me flipped over facing his handsome face. "You are not supposed to be left alone. You are supposed to be in my eyesight." His voice sounding low, and threatening, but sounding hot at the same time.

Damnit Amanda! This guy is a psycho! Keep that in mind! "No I'm not!" I sat up, having a staring contest with Mark, me being determined to win. Mark's eyes darkened, the reddish color appearing vividly. This man can't be human....But why am I not scared.... "Yes, you are." Mark's voice becoming even lower, but I find myself sexually aroused. Jesus Amanda! You are going insane now! You're turned on by your fucking kidnapper!!! In some odd way, it seemed that Mark new what he's done, a smirk forming evilly on his face. His face leaning closer to mine, causing me to blink instinctively. Well I lost that challenge... "Do you want something Baby?" His voice deep and husky, while his lips brushed my earlobe. His lower body was grinding on mine slightly, feeling him hard made me let out a soft moan, and then regretting it later.

"You want it?" Mark's eyes met mine, lust clearly visible in them. His eyes darkening by the second. "You want this?" Mark's hand slid from my thigh, up to my inner thigh, by the hem of my panties. I gasp escaped my mouth, as Mark's hand slid in my panties, putting two fingers in me. "You want me?" Right now my mind was in a frenzy, I am not able to think straight. Deep down I know how wrong this was, but oh my! How it felt so right! "Say you want me!" Mark started to kiss my neck down town to my collarbone. What has this man done to me? I've gone completely insane! "Say it!" No! He can't get what he wants Amanda! He's your kidnapper! Why are you even still with him! Leave him!

But it was as if my whole body was under a spell, that this man in front of me casted. Instead I found myself calling for him, pleading. "I- I want you! Please!" My breathing rigid and my mind turning off on me. Mark smashed his soft, kissable lips on mine, and taking me by surprise, I responded to the kiss, with just as much passion in it. Damn I feel like I'm high! My lungs being intoxicated by his scent, driving me crazy. My hands found their way in Mark's soft hair, tugging on it slightly, a soft groan erupting from Mark, sending sparks down to my core. Mark held my nape, pulling me closer to him, if possible. He laid me down on the soft sofa, with him on top of me. His eyes were pure black, lustily staring back at me. He slipped his hands in my panties, and started to finger me, moans of pleasure erupting from me.

Mark brought his fingers, which were filled with my fluids, sucking them clean. The sight making me want him. I shouldn't feel this way.... Mark had his shirt across the room in a split second, gazing down at me with anticipation. "You taste delicious baby." My hand slid down his well built abs, then ending up on his waist, unbuttoning his jeans. Mark started to kiss from my neck to my collarbone. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, he pulled it off me with a swift move, and I at the same time, being able to pull down his pants, revealing his hard on. Mark slipped off the sweatpants he lent me, reveling my black panties. "You're beautiful." His minty breath hit my quivering lips, heat traveling to my core. His long fingers, roamed my body, from my breast to my thighs. I shouldn't be giving into him....But no matter how hard I try, I can't find myself pushing Mark off. Just his touch had me high.

Smashing his lips on mine, he unclasped my bra, throwing it who knows where. Then his hands massaging my breasts, I moaned in the kiss, and as a reply Mark growled. The kiss getting harsher and rough, my mind went on shut down. Breaking the kiss, I pressed my forehead against his, lustful eyes gazing back at my dazed ones. It was drawing me back in, and I let him pull me closer to him, till our lips were brushing over each other. The words leaving my mouth surprised him, and myself. "More." I'm officially high on him. He's cast a spell on me and I can't break it.

Pulling my panties down, Mark put in two fingers, his fingers exploring inside of me. My soft cries were quieted by Mark's sloppy kisses. Then without warning Mark slammed his erection into me, causing my eyes to roll back and a cry escape me. "M-Mark." Mark groaned, my walls clenched around him. "You're so wet." He started thrusting in and out, while cries erupted from me. The pain soon turning into pure pleasure. "F-faster!"

After about 3 rounds, the two of us were a mess. Pulled into Mark's chest, I couldn't find myself to push him away. Instead, I liked the way he cradled me in his arms. "You are mine."