Desired Orgasm

Amelia's POV

I kissed him back like an idiot. I've missed him, what did you expect me to do?

When he eventually pulled back, I felt like I would die. Just like that, I wasn't that mad anymore. How weak of me. Embarrassing even.

“You didn't tell me you were leaving.” I was genuinely sad and mad about it. Almost three months. He looked even hotter, his hair grown out a little longer.

“Do I have to? You're just my sugar baby. I can make it up to you. Another bag.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course, bags. He's rich. He can buy people with money. How typical.

“You can't placate me with a bag, Uncle Dane.” I tried to piss him off, and it worked. He glared at me.

“Shut your mouth. Uncle my ass. Okay fine, what about two? Two bags?”

I hate my materialistic ass. I looked away and nodded. Now that's not so bad.

Two new luxury bags, yay.

Dane brought me back to the present with a hand on my dress.

“So, you got yourself a toy while I was away,” He started off.

Then he started dragging my dress down from the top. It was stretchy, and it was designed in such a way that I didn't need to wear a bra. It had that provided already, so Dane just pulled it down within a second as he whispered into my ears.

I was rather in a helpless situation that I let happen selfishly. I didn't want him to stop, I didn't even object, even though I knew what we were doing was beyond risky.

He pulled it all the way to rest just beneath my chest and yes that meant my perky but relatively, semi large breasts fell out, the whole thing.

My breathing doubled. My makeup is going to get ruined. He just stared at my chest with nothing short of hunger. He never hid how badly he found me attractive, ever.

“I did.” I breathed out chaotically. The unsteady rise and fall of my chest was pretty obvious now. I knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Cool. Tell me. Did you enjoy yourself?”

He whispered again.

I shivered, closing my eyes shut as I felt his hands on my naked breasts, squeezing and kneading. I let out embarrassing moans because I couldn't help it. His hands were on my nipples, rubbing them expertly with his thumbs like a massage.

“Yes.” I lied, and he didn't find it funny as he instantly roared and got a bit aggressive.

“Fucking liar!” Then he pinched my nipples so fucking hard, I let out a loud cry in pain, and I almost started shedding tears. My eyes flew open in shock and desire.

“Do you plan to let it happen again?” His eyes were soullessly black. Of course they were.

“It depends,” I choked out. The urge to defy him sometimes overpowered my will to live.

“It depends?” Yeah, I've made him super mad, exactly how he's left me for almost two months. How did he even know?

He just smiled to himself, calm all of a sudden in a way that gave me chills.

“No, you know better than that. You know I'm the only man you need. You won't try that next time, don't worry.”

Was he threatening me? I really couldn't tell but I also forgot to care. The simple raw act of jealousy messed up my mind. I loved to be sought after like this and commanded only on these matters.

He leaned down, placed his head on my chest and literally started licking the top of my breasts with his long, expert tongue.

The last time I felt his tongue on me was the very day I let him come into my life, when he spread my legs in his office and ate me out like I was his last meal. My legs quivered just at the thought, and now he was messing me up again, licking me all over my chest like a dog.

“There, my mark.” He stepped aside, letting me go. He seemed pretty excited about the mess he made on me, and he refused to let me even wipe it off. He's so daring because Dad won't spare him if he finds out.

I was so surprised as he grabbed my hands like we weren't about to leave my room together.

I didn't let it happen. I arranged my dress back in place.

“Wait. I need to fix my hair.” He took one good look at it and it was even worse now as he just finished rough handling me.

I headed to my vanity and sat, then started fixing when I spotted him watching with rapt attention. Scary.

“You're standing there. Won't you leave?” He had his arms folded, and he was resting against the door.

“Watching you is fun.”

“You're so weird.” I complained but instead he reached me and collected the hair straightener from me. Then he started stretching out my hair, which is the last thing I expected a man like him to know how to do. He did such a great job, it was quite shocking, even proper sectioning.

“How do you know how to do that?” I asked when he dropped the straighter. I looked so good. I was just admiring myself in the mirror.

I saw a tiny frown.

“None of your business. Get up.”

“Rude ass fucker.” I cursed under my breath but he heard.

He laughed, literally. God this can't be happening. I can't have this crush on this huge, crazy man.

When I was all ready, he smiled at me as he took my hands.

“You're very beautiful.”

“Thank you.” Then he proceeded to take out the rose in his breast pocket, the thorns already scraped off, and he put it in my hair.

“There, better.” My cheeks heated to a perfect red. How I wish I could take him straight to my bed so he'd fuck me.

Luckily and I mean very luckily, we didn't get caught. In fact, I had a weird feeling he wasn't even actively trying not to get caught. He just did whatever he wanted just like that.

He drove us to the hall and I sat beside Mom to get away from him. That's when I noticed a crack. Mom wasn't doing okay. She seemed really gloomy, her eyes wet like she was forcing herself very hard not to cry. I felt so bad, I offered her my hands to hold which she appreciated.

Brittany was the happiest though, looking so beautiful. By the end of the day, Brittany became my step mom, which is great, I guess.

I had a sleepover in Mom's room that night because I knew she wasn't happy, disturbing her the whole night and asking her why she divorced dad. She refused to tell me.

Dane disappeared again. He's been acting really strangely, really unreliable. This time around, I had to send a text. I mean, after everything he did to me in my room, how could I not? He left me wanting more.

He didn't respond, but he was decently active in the company group chat, replying necessary comments and questions so I knew he saw my messages.

Fuck him.

I'm not speaking to him again. It's over.

That's when I started speaking with Joshua, my coworker. He's basically been flirting with me since he started working as an intern as well. Yeah he's new, but he's intelligent and great, and he likes me.

Dane isn't even around to crash it like he's been crashing all my previous dates and we are over, so I thought.

We set up a date when I finally got a message from Dane that evening as I was getting ready.

“Refrain from testing me.” That was all he said and somehow, I knew what he meant. Was he watching me or something?

I ignored it. It's finally my time to be a snub and it felt so good. Dane is playing games with me and I hate it.

He didn't take it well. Cool to know he couldn't handle what he dished out.

“I've spent good money on you so you ought to fucking listen to me.”

I laughed because I was getting dressed, wearing the heels he got me. If he's actually spying on me then he's in for a surprise.

“So what, a relationship?” His response came in instantly as though he was already typing before I even thought of my message.

“No, partnership.”

“Then I can see other men. It's not that serious, apparently.” Being a sugar baby is very much different from being a girlfriend. I'm not even looking forward to being his girlfriend by the way, ever. I'm barely a sugar baby now anyway, he's disappearing on me and he clearly doesn't want to fuck me. He should leave me the hell alone.

“It seems you didn't get the memo the last time. As long as we have something going on between us, other men are off. I refuse to share you with anyone.”

“I didn't think we'd be exclusive. That's what you're saying. Plus, we have nothing going on. You're just playing with me and I'm done with you.”

“I dare you.” I left him on read and tossed my phone into my bag before I left my room.

Dad and Brittany have literally camped out in their room for a while now. Mum was long gone. She barely stayed up to a day after the wedding, she just up and left.

Dane called me several times, and just when I arrived at the location of the date, Joshua texted me and told me something came up and he couldn't make it.

Dane. His call came again.

“What?”

I literally screamed into the phone in front of the whole street.

“Go home.” Bastard.

“No.” I seethed. If he was standing right in front of me, I would try my best to strangle him.

“I'll help you. Go home.”

“To do what?”

“Get your desired orgasm, baby girl. Be a good girl, go home, and wait for further instructions.”