My Master, My Husband (BOOK 1)

Chapter 23- shouldn't have done that

Anticipation was taking over me. What kind of quick shower was he taking? Half an hour has passed and I was still sitting on my knees, my butt hurts and I was becoming tired again, my eyes were starting slowly to close themselves, my body slowly tilted itself foward... I just wanted to lie on that so comfortable bed, it was just a few centimeters away from me. But I couldn't do this to him or to me, it would get me in a lot of trouble if I disobeyed him once more, and he had been waiting for so many days for this.

"Amelia." My eyes widen and my back straightened when I heard his voice. He stood a few feet away from me, with only a towel wrapped around his hips, his wet hair just made him even more desirable, he was driving me to the edge of insanity.

"Are you done eye fucking me?" He sounded serious, his face was straight, boring.
"I don't know Daddy, are you done eye fucking me?" I responded, I guess I wasn't done being a brat, even so, it was past midnight so it was another day. I need some fun to keep me awake. He lifted his eyebrows and smiled, yes that's the attitude.

"Ah, so your punishment didn't taught you anything." I mean, I did learned a thing or two, like how painful the belt is and how much I enjoyed it.

I opened my mouth to speak but he did it first.
"Come here." He beckoned me to kneel in front of him and I crawled to him until my face was just millimeters away from the very apparent bulge on his towel. Then he took off the towel showing his amazing cock, I wasn't aware of how much I missed it until now. I just wanted to lick it, suck on it, ride on it, everything!

I'm convinced he's done some witchery to me, my pussy was on fire, my clit throbbed desperate for his touch.
"Look at you. Five seconds ago you seemed so confident and ready to keep on with your bratty attitude, and now... you just look desperate and needy, ready to do whatever it takes for my cock. Pathetic isn't it?" He spoke with a smirk on his face, then grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled hard enough to make me whimper. I didn't cared, I just wanted to taste him.

"Open your mouth, and keep your hands on your back." He finally said and I complied happily. With the hand on my hair he pushed me towards his thick member but stopped midway pulling me back, I felt I was almost drooling, the tip of my tongue managed to get a taste of him. Frustration was evident in me, and he looked pleased.

"You want it?" I didn't know I had to respond, I guess I had to because his palm landed on my face again, hard.

"Y-yes Master I want it." I was eagered  and couldn't think clearly.
"Doesn't seem like it, I don't hear you begging." Oh, he just said a moment ago that my neediness is apparent, by now he's just playing with me, but I begged anyways.
"Please Master, use my mouth for your pleasure pleasee." I really sounded pathetic, I never thought I would be begging for someone's dick. He smirked, and when he smirks like that I know it's not good for me.

"I changed my mind. Get up and lie on the bed." I knew it! But I couldn't whine about it, so I lied on the bed without any complaint.
He got on the bed on top of me and took of my thong, it wasn't exactly covering anything but it was getting on the way.

I still had on the nightgown but he pulled it down enough for my boobs to show completely, I shivered when his lips touched the sensitive skin of my neck.
"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" He whispered, his lips almost touching mine, I couldn't help but to smile at his cute and unexpected comment. I didn't looked beautiful right now, my messy hair, the dry tears on my cheeks and my face in general are proof of that. He smiled back bitting my lower lip really hard making me squeak in complaint, but he didn't cared.

He took my lips into his, forcing his tongue inside without any hesitation, then with his hands he opened my legs wider and thrust his dick inside of me on the first try and without any warning, making me loudly moan under the kiss.

"Fuck" I heard him cuss under his breath when he got it all in, I think he liked it, I liked it too, it got better when he wrapped a hand over my throat and with his other stimulated my clit. I felt it coming, but he was just teasing me, I remember how he told me I didn't had permission to cum. If he kept going I won't have a choice, I don't know how to hold back an orgasm.

"M-master, p-please." I tried to speak, but it was hard considering my state. "I-I can't... please! I'm about to cum!" I held on to his arm, and he stopped rubbing my clit, but still I felt the orgasm coming. I guess he sensed it too since he stopped what he was doing.

"I wanted to play a little longer with you, but I can't hold it anymore." He said as he got off from the bed and there I was again kneeling in front of him, this time he did it for real. He grabbed me by my hair and fucked my throat mercilessly, I could taste my juices on his cock. Thank God I don't throw up that easily, if I did, that would be kind of embarrassing... this time he didn't make me swallow, instead he came all over my face.

He went to get changed and left me sitting on my knees with the mess on my face. I still can't believe he didn't let me have my release, I mean, I've been waiting for this for the same time as him. He came back shirtless with sweatpants, looking neat, then he signaled me to go to the bathroom with him.

I should punish him, he should say with words what he wants, it's not fair the rules don't go for him too. I sat on the toilet as he took a small towel to clean my face.
"This look fits perfectly on you." He said while whipping the semen off me, I just laughed, he's out of this world.
"Having a white sticky liquid on my face fits me?" I joked, as he finished his deal.
"No. Having my white sticky liquid on your face is what makes you look lovely, you should wear it more often." He smirked taking hold of my jaw.
"I'll see what I can do about that."
"You will?"
"I will." I said getting up and washing my face.
"By the way, was I too harsh? With the slaps I mean, it looked like you were in pain." I couldn't tell if he was seriously worried about it or if he was just joking, he enjoyed seeing me in pain.

I dried my face and looked at his eyes, he wasn't serious at all, what a meany.
"No, it didn't hurt at all. You hit like a girl." Oh God, why I am like this... he was triggered. I should just apologize and tell him I was joking.
"What did you just said?" His gaze darkened as he stared at me with a warning look.
"Don't act deaf, you heard me." I felt a strong slap across my face, this time I lost my balance and fell on the floor, I could definitely taste some blood and as I touched the corner of my lips and saw my fingers I confirmed it. He came at me and I panicked.
"I- I'm sorry!" His arms lifted me and I was on my feet again, but he pinned me on the nearest wall, I shivered as the skin on my stomach got in touch with the cold wall. He pressed my head on the wall with one hand and with the other forced me to bend over so my ass was reachable for him.
"Master please I was just--" Smack! I cried out of pain. It wasn't that hard but my butt was still sensitive from the belt, I'm sure it was badly bruised.
"You should just think before you speak. Don't forget who you're talking to." With every word he smacked my poor asscheeks, he was mad... and horny. I felt how he lowered his pants, then penetrated me, I wasn't ready for that. I should just stop triggering him.

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