Blackmailed into being yours...

Chapter Fourteen

By the time Tobias was done massaging every inch I felt like a damn puddle, I was perfectly relaxed. I'd even got in the bath and I nearly fell asleep. We were laid in his bed now, curled into him while he stroked and caressed my hair. Occasionally he would stop and bend down to plant a tiny innocent kiss on my forehead. Tobias was much sweeter than he allowed people to believe, at work he came across as icy cold but really once the walls were down he was a much deeper human being with a sort of compassion; for a brief moment I forget that I'm being blackmailed into marrying him.

"Can we watch a movie or something?" I ask gazing at him over my shoulder.

Catching his dazzling smile, before the bed begins to shift as he rolls off it. The bed is king sized yet we were as close at humanely possible without parts of him sliding into me. He looks at me,"can we lay together naked?" He questions.

"....maybe." I look at him in his eyes noticing him smiling.

Standing up sliding the pyjama shorts down my legs and stepping out of them. Glancing down at the hem of my vest top before I pull it up over my head. Suddenly I notice Tobias sliding his white top over his head and then he takes off his blue plaid bottoms.

I then realise he's wearing some really tight white Calvin Klein's that would look better on the floor. I keep my eyes trained to his fingers that slip into the elastic band and slip them down, the very much hard and prominent erections springs out and I silently gasp. He is huge.

You know his body looks amazing he has that "dick me down daddy" v on his abdomen leading down to his member. His grey eyes are flitting down my body and I detect the strong hint of lust in them, breathing out a shallow breath. He takes two strides and he's over near me pulling me close to his body, in a way I almost need this contact but at the same time I don't think I can handle it.

"How does my aftershave smell?" He asks out of the blue and I lean into his neck inhaling deeply.

"Mmmm..." I smirk biting my lip I want him to pin me to the wall while he fucks me.

Quickly shaking my head to dismiss the thought while I lie down on the bed," what about the clothes?"

"Its fine we can always iron them my beautiful Clarissa." I begin to scowl at him," I'll always call you beautiful Clarissa because even when you frown or screw up your face you look delectable. "

"Why I are talking about me like a plate of tapas?" I tip my head to the left frowning at Tobias,"delectable suggests the idea that you've tasted me and unless your a zombie or vampire you haven't buddy."

"Actually I have tasted you." Suddenly my face goes beet red as I realise what he means and his smirk broadens to a smile.