Chapter 3: Owned II

He pushed me gently, making me lie flat on my stomach. I gasped when he grabbed my hips and slowly lifted me, guiding me onto my knees, my ass high in a doggy style completely exposed to him. His long sex rubbed against my ass, not pushing in yet, just teasing me.

“Stay just like that,” he growled, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “Fuck, baby. Look at this perfect ass. You want me?”

“Yes,” I whispered, breath shaky.

“Say it louder.”

“I want you… I want your cock,” I breathed out, shameless and desperate.

He let out a low sound behind me before I felt the thick head of his cock sliding slowly between my wet folds. My body arched on its own, needing more, but he held me still.

“So wet already,” he murmured, dragging himself back and forth against my slit, soaking himself in my arousal. “You dripping for me, love.”

I whimpered. “Yes… please…”

He finally slid inside, inch by slow inch. My eyes rolled back at how full he made me feel. The stretch burned in the best way. I let out a shaky breath, barely able to hold myself up.

“Oh my God,” I gasped. “You feel so good.”

He didn’t move at first, just stayed deep inside me, letting me feel every inch of him. His first thrust was deep… slow… almost too much. He pulled out, then pushed back in, dragging a broken sound from my throat. My body clenched around him like it didn’t want to let go.

“Fuck-so tight. So warm,” he rasped.

I could hear the slap of our skin, the wet sound each time he slid back in. He started moving a little faster, still controlled, but deeper. I was melting, my mouth open, eyes fluttering shut.

“You like that?” he asked, licking the spot he’d bitten. “You want it rough, don’t you, dirty girl?”

“Yes,” I moaned, voice breaking. “Please, don’t stop.”

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up a little. My back arched, making the angle even deeper.

“Taking me so good,” he panted, thrusting harder now, the rhythm picking up. “You feel that? That’s my cock ruining this pussy.”

My hands clawed at the sheets. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. All I could feel was the heat building, the pressure curling tight in my belly.

“Oh fuck—right there, right there—” I gasped.

He kept going, slamming into me with rough, perfect strokes. Each thrust sent sparks through my vision.

“I’m gonna cum,” I choked out. “I can’t—”

“Not yet,” he growled, slowing just enough to make me whine. “You’re gonna wait for me.”

I whimpered, my whole body shaking. His hands were everywhere—on my hips, my waist, my back. He leaned forward, kissing my neck, his lips hot and soft against my skin.

“You’re mine,” he rasped. “This pussy’s mine. You’re gonna cum when I say.”

“Please…”

He slammed into me once, twice, then growled in my ear, “Now. Cum with me, baby.”

My body exploded. My orgasm ripped through me like fire. My legs gave out. My pussy clenched so tight around him it dragged a hoarse groan from his throat.

“Fuuuck,” he growled, spilling inside me, his hips jerking as he came deep. “Take it. Take all of it.”

He thrust one more time, deep and hard, and I felt him explode inside me.

I’m definitely taking a pill tomorrow.

Everything between my thighs was sore, when he pulled out, I whimpered at how sensitive I was. I just lay on my stomach, too damn tired to even move.

Just great, i was the one that needed to disappear and have a good fuck right?Now I got one and I couldn't stand? Lol. It was not like he didn't warn me, he told me he don't make love, but I really understood untill now.

I finally opened my eyes, soft gray light was coming through the curtains. I looked over and saw him standing by the bed, his shirt was hanging open, showing all that stupid perfect hard muscles. He was fastening his pants, his eyes unreadable.

"Don't look at me like that, you know what you wanted and you got it."

I was shy, I couldn't even think of what to say.

He walked closer, his rough fingers holding up my chin. "Don't forget me or this night. I would come back for you Kitten."

I nodded and his jaw clenched as if he wanted to say more, but he kept mute and instead headed for the door.

************

Three days later

I swear, if I spent one more damn minute in this mall, I was gonna scream.

“Liv, we’ve been shopping for over an hour,” I groaned, dragging behind my best friend. “I’m starving. My legs are gonna fall off, can we go now?"

“You’re so dramatic,” she said, flipping her straight black hair over her shoulder as she picked up another top she probably didn’t need. Her hair looked perfect, shiny even though she hadn’t combed it in, like, a week. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous Tbh, Liv’s hair was smooth and straight thanks to her South Korean genes, while I had to fight with mine every damn morning. My blonde, always dry and needing ten different products just to look half-decent.

"It's called retail therapy, honey," she added with a grin. "You should try enjoying yourself."

I rolled my eyes and leans against the rack. I was tired, and I kept thinking about the hot stranger with the silver mask and seductive mouth he used in kissing me senseless....God, I still felt sore every time I remembered.

Liv finally turned to me, her hazel eyes looking beautiful as she held up a sequined dress. “Okay, but listen. Kylie’s throwing this huge party Friday night. You know, Kylie with the red lips and....”.she wiggled her brows at me.

Let me tell you something about Kylie, he’s one of our coursemates and a friend, and I’m like 89% if not 100%sure he has a crush on me. And every time we see him, this annoying Liv always calls him my husband and he blushes like crazy. It’s cute, I guess. He’s Asian, half-Korean, half-Italian, with sandy blonde hair that falls right over his eyes, always looking like he walked out of a K-drama. And yeah… he’s adorable in a shy, boy-next-door kind of way.

"Everyone from our class is gonna be there, and you know he's kinda obsessed with you, right? Pretty sure he'd die if you showed up.” she kept talking and I was like -can someone please tell this girl to shut up!??

“Liv…can you sto-"

“What? It’s cute. He literally blushes every time you walk into class. So, come on, won’t you at least go and make his night?”

“No way,” I said, shaking my head fast. “My mom would murder me if I came home late. You know how she is.”

Liv groaned, tossing the dress over her arm. “Tessy, seriously, when are you gonna grow a pair? You’re twenty-one, not fifteen! You can’t keep letting her control everything.”

I know right? Would you believe my mom still controls everything I do?

Welcome to my life.

“I don’t let her. She just… does,”

Before she could start lecturing me, my phone started buzzing in my pocket.

I already knew who it was, of course my mom. I swear, she had a sixth sense every time I tried to have a normal day.

Can she just give me one day of breathing space??

“Hello?”

“Where are you?” she snapped. “I told you to be home an hour ago.”

“I was just out with Liv-”

“Come home. Now!!”

She hung up before I could say anything else. What is with this woman?

Liv was staring at me with that half pity and half frustration.

“I gotta go.”

“Tessa, you can’t keep living like this. She treats you like you’re twelve.”

“Yeah, well. It's complicated."

“Is it, though? You’re an adult. And you know, if you ever wanna get away, you can stay at my place.”

“Thanks, Liv.”