DESIRE

CHAPTER FIVE

Desire~

JASMINE VALE

I think the whole house heard my screams last night. They must have.

It was loud, filthy, and everything sinful.

I didn't know one could cum from just spanking until I met him.

Dormani Nostra was everything dark and evil. His signature smile made me want to gut him whenever he was near.

Last night had been both a nightmare and a dream- a dark fantasy dream, one that had manifested right in front of me., without my consent, of course. (But I loved every bit of it. Was that possible? Or was I experiencing some syndrome with a man I had just met a few weeks ago?)

I rubbed my ass on the mahogany wooden chair and poked my steak once again.

"You don't like it? I can make more dishes and then you choose from them." Juliet said with much more excitement and enthusiasm than I did at all.

"I want to go home., I said after a few moments of silence.

"Uhm.. that's not a food I can make."

I frowned at the food in front of me.

"Of course."

"But we have a lot of things here. There's the pool, the chess, the cinema and I can teach you the game of monopoly." She said.

Juliet, a chatty sixty-two-year-old woman whose smile could light up the whole room, was Dormani's housekeeper.

Was she kidnapped as well? I couldn't ask. The smile on her face told me she wasn't and the way she spoke of my captor as though he was nothing but a little boy gave that away.

"You know I have a daughter your age, she'll be back soon from school. She goes to that big school on the other side of the City. Ivy League, I hear."

"Ivy League?"

"Of course. Dormani makes sure she gets the best treatment. Beautiful no?"

"He pays for her education?"

Why would he do that? A man like him wouldn't do such a thing if he wasn't getting something in return? Was she his —

"No, not like that. She lwas ike a little sister to him. Chubby with big eyes and very beautiful, yes. He cares for her like a child." Juliet chuckled, putting more food on my plate.

"Oh."

"You should've seen that look on your face." She laughed and I frowned.

"One of disgust?"

"One of anger, jealousy eh?"

"I'm not jealous. Why would I be?" Juliet nodded, as she walked back into the kitchen with an expression that didn't sit right with me.

Why would she think I'm jealous?

I just met the man. We've only met two times and I hate him already.

Juliet came back with a bright smile on her face once again.

"Not tomorrow. Hailey is here!" She said and bolted for the door.

Oh well.

I followed her outside. It was my first time outside ever since Dormani locked me in my room yesterday. I was only out for breakfast this morning. I wonder what he intends to do to me. Lock me till I'm old and Gray?

The thought alone infuriates me but there's nothing I can do about it.

It makes me mad, so mad. How one's life could be uprooted in a second.

A chubby, not fat beautiful lady steps out of the car alongside...him.

She looked good. Good enough for an Ivy League student.

I thought of running away right now but where would I go?

Guards littered everywhere with guns long enough to take out a roaring Lion, talk more little me.

"Hi Jasmine. I'm Hailey." I didn't know when they came so close, but I smiled anyway

"Good morning. Hope you had a nice ride." I said and she laughed.

"Of course I did." She mumbled, turning to wink at Dormani.

She looked more beautiful than Juliet had described her to be. Chubby with doe eyes and wavy hair that reached the middle of her back.

I'm not supposed to. I don't know this man. He's dangerous, but still, I didn't like the look they gave each other.

It made me feel.... Odd and I didn't like it. Not a bit.

~••~

The silence in the whole house made everything peaceful but not my heart.

I rubbed my ass on the soft bed, trying to ease the pain from last night.

I could recall the growl he made, the pants and his fingers trailing down my ass, leaving fire in its wake as it rubbed against my folds, and then the spank that made everything hum with life.

It had felt so good. Too good that I didn't know when my fingers trailed down my belly button towards the waistband of my lace panties. I was in a blue sundress with the hem of it bunched up on my waist and my hands circling my privates.

I have never done this before. Never touched myself. I had always felt disgusted when I heard people talking about it.

Yes, I was that proud Mary Jane kind of girl but right now...I didn't care about those as I slipped my finger into my pants and rubbed slowly...I was wet- soaked and it felt good.

Was this how sex would feel?

Lola had talked so many times about sex, like it was some glorified thing, and how hot and good an orgasm would feel

And of course, I would rebuke it and never indulge in this kind of conversation

I pressed a finger inside and gasped as adrenaline pumped through my veins, blinding my vision and my eyes rolling into my head. This was filthy, sinful...but so good.

Imagined him, his fingers, pumping inside me... pushing his fingers inside. His hair scattered across his face, his eyes hot with need, matching mine.... taking a nipple into his mouth as he suckled on it so hard I'd see stars.

I cried out, my eyes blurry as if I felt something liquid rush down my legs.

I sat up and looked down, mortified by what I had done.

I fingered myself and cummed, while thinking of the same man who held me captive.

What in God's name I'm I doing?

TBC