His Compulsion

"Just admit it , you're jealous" I laugh.

"You think i'm jealous of that little boy? " He inched closer. I stepped back my back hitting the stairwell. "He could never give you what I can" he growled. He was so close you could say we were about to kiss.

He brushed his lips past my skin to the side of my face and whispered in my ear. "He could never make you react like this" while running his fingers down my side slowly i submit under his touch . "He can never have you like I will" He grabs my chin.

He slides his fingers under my skirt and rubs my folds "Look how wet you are for me already my principessa" I moan at his native tongue. He removed his hands just as fast as he put them and turns around to walk off.

"So remember before you assume me jealous , don't fail to forget you are mine" he walks while fixing his suit and tie . "Mine to have, mine to love, and mine to fuck" he finished before descending down the stairs .

Leaving me hot in more places than my face .
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17+ Mature Audiences Only

This story includes :

-Sexual Content
-Abuse
-Violence