CHAPTER 8

　　FIRST ROUND

TIARA

My air supply ran out. There was no way to escape this situation. There was only one way, and that was by signing.

My face grew hot.?

“What? Have you been spying on me?”

He didn’t understand why I would ask such a question, and there was just the slightest hint of astonishment on his face.?

“What did you think? Of course, I did,” he replied. “I should know the kind of person I will be marrying if we are to be married, don’t you think?”

Oh, my dear God! What else was he aware of? What did he withhold from me? And just when I wanted to answer him a few. “Of course, I would give you all the time in the universe to work on your paintings. Also, no more seeing your boring friends, and you would have to move in with me and act like a proper wife,” he concluded with a grin on his face.?

My chest tightened. He had the audacity to plan my life to suit himself. My social circle was small, but varied. And I had a great time with them. This man seemed to put a stop to my daily existence and invent another, regardless of whether I liked it or not.

As he got closer, I backed until I hit the wall behind me, almost praying that whatever he had in mind, he would reconsider. Though my body cried out desperately for his touch.

As he extended his hand, his finger traveled along my cheek, down my neck, and between the hollow of my breasts.?

“There are a few minor terms in the contract that I thought you might find... offensive,” he said.?

I could hardly hear him over the roar of blood in my head, even though his voice had taken on an almost surreal tone. “But I don’t think that will be an issue, given how much I feel… right now… that you want me.”

And I did. Oh my God, I wanted him more than anyone. I was certain that if he would kiss me, I would erupt into flames.?

If I was being really honest, I had no intention of resisting him, yet it was impossible. Since I knew this path would take me a long way, I was prepared to go that distance.

“I don’t want you.”

My voice cracked. I could almost hear the yearning roaring in my own ears.?

His eyelids twitched. He moved his finger around my breast till it reached my nipple, at which point he wrapped his thumb and index to it. Thousands of emotions exploded in me instantly.?

“What did you say? Repeat it now!” he ordered, squeezing more and making my lust for him even more alive.

I wished I could ignore how horny I was and just held his predator gaze. But how could I when his game arose me like an erupting volcano?

“I don’t… want you!” I said hoarsely and mad with desire.?

And it was then when he twisted while pinching my nipple.

Electric agony and pleasure rushed straight down to my clit from my breast and through my heart. My legs shook as I sobbed. The contract and my purse both slipped from my weak hands.

Pleasure snatched a groan from me, and I almost whispered his name.?

“Hmm, you just contradicted yourself, Miss Glare.”?

I didn’t have the strength to answer. I couldn’t. If I tried, instead of words, groans came out. So, I kept silent. Then he came even closer.?

He didn’t even touch me. Not really. He felt my body with the tips of his fingers, but he didn’t touch my skin directly since he seemed to think it might hurt. His lips slid over the material of my sweater, across my waist, and over the outside of my hip. He found the tender crevices where my ass met my thighs by brushing his hands there. Whatever he did to me, he took me to the heights of pleasure.?

I lost all self-control and started rubbing myself with his massive erection, which I could feel through the fabric of my jeans.

His mouth on me and his cock in me were what I needed. However, I was hesitant to touch him, even though my hands were slowly approaching his hair and the tips of his ears.

He was so close that I could smell his fresh breath and read his dirty mind because it was the same as mine.

He leaned in, pressing his palms against the wall behind me. His lips touched my ear, and his body shifted forward until, at last, I felt his cock, imprisoned in his jeans, push against my abdomen. Thrills grew excruciating.

He leaned into my ear

?“I can smell you, love. Your pussy is wet enough and already calling with me to fuck it”

Yes! Yes, God! My clit hurt, and I thought it may burst at any moment. My breathing was rapid and heated. I had lost all ability to conceal my excitement. I practically begged for him to take me as his while keeping his stare. His body was hotter than a flame and hovered over mine while the solid swelling of his erection rubbed against my stomach.

I was gasping for oxygen. I thought I might faint. Several times, I had the feeling that I had placed my entire body in his care. But I didn’t care. My thinking was no longer being cooperative in any way.

“You will get anything you want if you sign the contract,” he moaned close to my ear.

He almost touched my pussy as he rolled his hips over me and rubbed his cock against it. My fluids had soaked my panties. Then his lips brushed over my hammering heart as they landed on my collarbone.

Wherever he touched me, flames spread out and burnt my body. I raised my hands and grabbed his hard rock shoulders. He was all hard surfaces and muscles beneath that white linen shirt, and he felt as amazing as he looked. I clenched my hands into fists while he brushed his fingertips along the length of my blouse. He brushed his fingertips against my stomach before slowly and agonizingly slipping them underneath.

The agony he was putting me through was unbearable. I would throw everything off his desk, even my paintings, and I would drive him myself to possess me.?

He didn’t even penetrate me despite the fact that I was pulsing all over my body. However, I could feel his massive cock pushing me all over.

He suddenly turned to look at me. I froze completely. It was at that point that I understood how exposed I was in his embrace. I only needed to catch his eye to start opening up and getting all wet for him.

Gasping for air was all I did. With my hair all messed up, lipstick almost on my chin, hungry eyes, and a pussy still throbbing with frantic hunger. So, I stood in front of him; him devouring every inch and seemingly memorizing every grimace.?

I wished I could have told him to stop. But I had no way of asking him to stop.