"You're my game"

Chapter Seven

Sorry for the late update
Rosalinda's POV:
His hand set on my thigh immediately made my cheeks redden. My whole body felt got a sharp wave of heat. "We haven't even left the property yet, and look at you. Hot to my touch. I wonder how hot I can get you," his hand slid further up my thigh, barely an inch away from my lady parts. I wasn't used to such things yet with him they all felt so amazing and he made me want them. I never cared much for physical contact until I met him. Now it's like I can't live without it. "If I touch." His hand now ghosted over it and I felt myself clench the steering wheel harder. "Here." He said and placed his hand over that specific part of my underwear making my eyes shut and bite my lip momentarily. My skirt rode up to the very top of my thighs. "You're driving luv." He reminded and I glared at him.
"I would be able to concentrate better if you stopped." I said and realized the gate was not far ahead. We really haven't even left yet and look how he is. "I want to see how much you can concentrate as I watch my fingers slide in and out of you luv." He said and moved my underwear to the side. I couldn't stop him even if I wanted to. My body was his, the way he made me feel. He kissed my jaw as I tried hard to focus still on the road. His finger rubbed in between my lips, and not the ones on my face. I clenched the wheel until my knuckles were white. "M-miles." I groaned becoming sexually frustrated beyond belief. "Beg." He demanded and I whimpered lowly at the loss of contact. He watched me as I watched the road. His finger brushed again and I slammed the breaks. "Fucking please Miles! Just stop teasing me!" I cried out as I turned to him.
   "Nope." Was all he said as he moved away from me. I grabbed his face pulling it to my own. His lips crashed onto mine colliding rough. I moaned into his mouth, the feeling was pure euphoria. The best kind of pleasure. My stomach spun as he grabbed my back and pulled me into his lap. He bit my lip as he pulled back from the kiss. "Don't you dare stop." I growled almost I was so pissed. I was beyond sexually frustrated, I needed him so bad I craved him. He pressed my hips down against his and I held onto his shoulders tightly.
"Miles please." I whined not even knowing what I was begging for but he seemed to know. He placed his hands up my skirt grabbing my ass. I gasped and his tongue slid into my mouth exploring it like a whole new world.
(A dazzling place I never knew!) -A
"Miles I-fuck. Oh fuck." I moaned as he smacked my ass. I glanced down to see his eyes on my chest then flash up at me and they were so dark and devious. "Who's girl are you?" He asked and continued to grind me onto his hard on. I was for sure getting more out of it than him. The constantly growing wet spot in my underwear are proof. "Yours Miles." I could barely concentrate at this point. "If you want to come, you'll have to submit and say it." He said and I groaned. "Miles please." I whined and he stopped moving my hips. He kissed at my neck sucking harshly sure to leave dark purple bruises but I couldn't care now. "Submit." He demanded again grabbing my hair harshly biting down on my collarbone making me gasp. The pain filled pleasure was so erotic.
"Now." He growled in my ear as his teeth grazed my neck. "I can't." I whined knowing I wouldn't be able to get that sweet oh so close release I almost had just moments ago. "Drive then." He said dismissively and I was furious. I hopped off his lap without another word and saw the long empty road in front of me, man am I glad it's so empty and isolated out here. That's be terrible if someone saw. I put my foot down on that gas pedal and it still felt like the longest drive ever. The silence and his shit attitude pissed me off. One second he's begging me to beg for him then the next he couldn't care less for me.
We entered our last store and he basically did all the grabbing, tossing things into the basket with no emotion. Not caring how much I struggled with the heavy thing. "Give it." He said seeming fed up as he carried the basket around effortlessly. Fucking show off.
While paying for the items I noticed a clothing store across the street, had a vintage thrift vibe to it. "Do you mind if I go in there?" I asked fiddling with my sweater and he seemed annoyed. "Yeah sure." He said as he set the bags of groceries in the car. "I won't be long." I said rushing off. "I'm coming." He said loudly making an older couple give us a look. "Oh, okay." I didn't think he'd wanna be around me. He seemed pretty upset. I would've felt weird being out and about with these hickeys but thank god for my long hair.
"Hi welcome to-well hi doll." A guy about my age or a bit older said at the register. He looked up from some news article and bit his lip eyeing me. He was definitely not bad looking but I wouldn't let him know that, not with Miles here. "Hi." I mumbled feeling awkward and shy, I saw Miles glaring at the guy hard. I made my way through the isles finding some nice flannels, oversized jeans, belts, striped sweaters too and button up shirts. Miles followed closely behind me. He pulled my hair to one side and exposed the hickeys and bite mark on my neck. My eyes widened only for me to realize the store was pretty empty. An older woman in the back along with the cashier.
"Hi I'd like to try these on." I said avoiding eye contact as I felt my cheeks heat up already. "Fitting room is in the back to the left." He said and I felt him staring at my neck hard. "Got a boyfriend?" He asked gesturing to them. "Uhm, no." I replied quietly. "Ah just an overprotective brother?" He laughed a bit but Miles seemed to hate the joke. "Just a friend." I laughed awkwardly trying to be polite. "Be back soon." I rushed off to the fitting rooms and Miles waited right outside. "Can I see?" He asked pulling on the handle. "No." I said feeling insecure a bit. Some things were way too small and it made me a little self conscious.
"Rosie, please." He persuaded and I slowly unlocked it. He came in and eyed me hard. "You look so good." He licked his lips and I blushed trying not to have those thoughts again. "What if I, finish where we left off to make it up to you?" He asked and pressed his fingers to my lower half. "Miles, we're in a public fitting room. "Just be quiet." He smiled at me pecking my lips. "No." I whined pushing him back a bit. "Fine, you're no fun." He groaned but wasn't really upset.
"Just wait until we get home." He whispered in my ear making me shiver. "Get changed, we got to go soon." He said and left my fitting room. I quickly went back into my original outfit and kept the things that fit well. "Ready cutie?" The cashier asked and Miles grabbed my waist with one hand and ran his thumb over the hickeys with the other making me blush. The cashier sighed lowly and began adding up my total. "Problem?" Miles asked so calm. "No not at all." The guy fake smiled and I stood between them and this counter nervous as hell. "Total is $73.25" he said and stared at my chest not even trying to hide it. Miles reached into his pocket grabbing out a hundred dollar bill handing it to the guy, he snatched it out of his hand and I felt Miles tense up. The bill was ripped, "oh sorry I can't accept this." He replied like a complete asshole.
"Listen, Kevin." He looked at his name tag. "This," he gestured to me. "Is mine, that hundred dollars is yours. These clothes, are mine. Now if you have a problem with that I have no issue at all beating the shit out of you until you're fucking dead. If you even look at her again I'll fucking kill you. She is mine and only mine and I'll be back soon, trust me. I won't hesitate to make her scream in your fitting rooms, scare of your few customers and beat you senseless after just because. Have an amazing day." I looked up in shock and watched him give a shit fake smile. It made my skin crawl how scary he looked. He grabbed the clothes and we left. I glanced to see the guy, Kevin sitting while trembling in his little stool.
"I don't blame him for staring." He said once I began driving away. "It's just that I don't want anyone else even looking at you the way I do." He said and I felt a little bad. If a female were to do the same I'd drag her across this whole road to the city and back beating her ass. Truth be told I wanted Miles all to myself. "I don't blame you." Was all I said not wanting to admit that to him. "I think it's hot when your mad." I mumbled and he looked over at me with a sexy smile. "Maybe I should get mad more often." He said and the drive home was torture of him telling me all the things he wants to do to me. I just could not wait to be home with him.
It's been an hour of putting these away and I was desperate to get alone intimate time with Miles. However I still had a lesson to teach him and Flora Mrs. Grose reminded me. Flora was in the middle of the room painting on the floor as he sat next to me and I explained the derivative form to him again. He caught on pretty quick. His hand was on my thigh the entire time making it a little hard for me to concentrate. I didnt feel it too much until he got really high but his hand was rising slowly. Once it reached where I needed him he slipped my underwear right to the side pushing a finger into me making me gasp. I looked over at Flora to see she was in her own world. I felt so weird knowing she wasn't far away. The pleasure was so intense though. "I need more paint!" Flora said and ran off. Once she did Miles stood up in front of me, removing his hand picking me up, and laid me on the desk. He tore my lace underwear off and pushed his finger back into me making me gasp. "Miles." I moaned throwing my head back.
His finger sped up its pace and a second one entered me. His dark lustful eyes watching me hard the whole time. "Miles fuck." I moaned as I felt my thighs tremble. I made eye contact with him and I couldn't handle it. I was so close already. "Come baby." His deep demanding voice was all I needed as I felt myself lose all control. His hand covered my mouth as he contributed finger fucking me through my orgasm. My entire body trembled as the most intense best feeling ever hit. My stomach tightened in the best way possible and it was heaven. "Good girl." He smiled and leaned down grabbing my chin gently pecking my lips. I then watched him lick his fingers clean from my wetness which seemed to leave a puddle on the desk. "Oops." He smiled innocently and I blushed closing my legs. "Oh don't worry baby, you'll get to see me too." I smiled at the thought because I haven't seen all that much of him, not in good lighting. "Once you submit." He reminded and left me there on the desk, with a puddle of my own fluids around me and I could barely stand. I groaned beyond irritated with the fucking tease.