CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE : BIRTH-CONTROL

“Have you been walking around in that tight dress without any panties for me; or was it for that foolish boy who thinks he owns you?” His voice dripped with venom as he referred to Xavier.

I kept my mouth shut, still reeling from the sensation.

“Answer me, baby girl,” he said, spanking me harder than before as my moan grew louder.

My body shook from pleasure as I shut my eyes tightly, tears blurring my vision from excitement.

“I never wear panties under a dress,” I answered breathlessly, desperately wanting him to do more than just spanking me.

My answer seemed to annoy him more because he slapped my ass again, making me scream at the shock that buzzed through me.

“So you walk around with nothing under you, allowing men to sense, and come close to what’s mine,” he said harshly, spanking me again. His rough hands came to rub the spot he spanked, as his breath fanned my ass cheeks when he blew on it.

Cum dripping down my thighs and I moaned shamelessly.

The sound of his belt clicking, with his trousers and boxers hitting the floor made my body alert, knowing what was to come.

“It seems I have to remind you who owns you.

Your hands behind your back baby girl,” he commanded.

One word—and I responded to his will immediately, my whole body felt like it was melting from the prolonged heat and sensation.

“Good girl,” he praised. And immediately I felt his engorged tip at my slick entrance, before he slid into me easily.

We moaned together in relief when he finally settled into me.

“You have to get on birth control, because I’ll never fuck you with a condom,” he siad hoarsely as he pounded into me.

My vision was hazy with lust, and I could barely hear or respond to what he said.

“Ahh yesss,” I cried out loudly when he hit my g-spot.

His hands came to clamp around my mouth, silencing my moans as he thrust deeply into me over and over again.

My body convulsed, a loud scream piercing through me, as I came all over his cock.

He rammed into me harsher, fucking me through my climax before he stilled and emptied himself inside me like always.

His load shot directly into me as I moaned at the feeling of having him inside me.

His hands caught his release that trailed down my thighs as he pushed them back inside my used pussy.

“Lick,” his gruff voice came, and I complied.

My mouth opened, as I sucked his fingers in my mouth like it was his dick, licking every bit of his cum, and cleaning fingers.

He brought my gown down, although it was already torn by the sides, and I doubted people wouldn’t notice it—but I did not care.

“I want you to go and meet your scrawny boy, as he parades you outside like his prize and you’ll comply willingly, having my cum dripping down your tight pussy.”

I scoffed at his words, my eyes meeting him through the mirror.

“Break whatever you have with that boy, and don't let me take drastic measures. You should know I don’t like to share by now,” he said harshly. His words brought back emotions that I had suppressed.

“So hypocritical of you, when you also have a fiancée,” I replied, my eyes blazing with anger.

How dare he tell me to call off my marriage to Xavier, not like I had a choice but him, he literally runs the country, and can get any woman he wants, so there is nothing stopping him from calling off his marriage with Jennifer.

“Don’t annoy me Leah. I have tolerated you playing with that boy for long enough.

First in my company, I thought you would be wiser once the contract was signed. It stated that I demanded exclusivity from you,” He retorted through gritted teeth.

“And I demand exclusivity on your side too Ethan.

I can’t keep opening my legs for a man who probably fucks the whole country, since he has no decency on doing it when his fiancée is mere feet’s away from here,” I shouted back in rage, only to realise that I made a huge mistake when his hands wrapped around my jaw, his eyes flared with rage as he spoke.

“You seem to have gotten too comfortable with me Leah.

How many times do I have to tell you that you mean nothing to me!

Neither do I care nor ask for your thoughts on my personal life.

Who I decide to fuck is none of your damn business.

All you need to do for me is keep your pretty legs open, while I keep you out of prison. Do you understand me?

Now listen—I am a very possessive man, and I don’t share what's mine. So you better call off your engagement with Xavier, else…”

“Else what?” I demanded furiously, surprising myself with my courage.