STUCK 2

Chapter 58

"Fuck me" 

She had asked for it, ever so guilelessly, looking up at him with those sparkling dark eyes of hers. 

"What?" the surprise in his voice was not supposed to follow a chuckle, but it did. 

He did not know where it came from; perhaps from the place where he expected her to say anything but that with so much of innocence spread all over her face. It just did not suit her, or he was not used to her saying it. Whatever it was, he had not meant to insult it and when he laughed, he had managed to do exactly that. 

Her expressions immediately changed, almost appearing let down, and it was all it took for him to realise that this was not some kind of dream.

Her lips pouted and her brows furrowed, not particularly amused by the way he had reacted to her demand.  Rage quickly traveled up her heart, encompassing it before her mind could intervene. 

When she tried to straighten up in his arms he pulled her back, caressing her back and putting up the seriousness to not upset her. She no longer looked into his eyes, pushing her head inside his neck to avoid the face of embarrassment. Her flaring breath tickled his nerves.

"Are you serious?" he asked in low voice, careful with his tone, all traces of surprised amusement gone. 

"No Donavan, I meant it as a joke!" she spit, obviously over the edge. 

The first time she decided to be open with her needs, this was his reaction, a laughter, a fucking laughter. 

"Okay..." he stretched the word, "No need to be angry, I was just caught off guard. I thought you're exhausted and worn out to be-" 

Another wave of daze struck him when she abruptly pulled his collars, giving an eye for an eye, incredible frustration veiling her beautiful eyes. And the way her piercing gaze pinned him down, he knew he was rock hard. Her ass pressing into his groin did not help his situation but who was he to complain? 

"Who are you to decide what I want?" 

A smile tugged his lips and his head tilted in interest as she jerked his collars again. 

"Do not fucking smile"

The more earnestly she demanded the wholeheartedly he smiled, wondering if she could feel what was growing underneath her pussy. 

"Stop it!" she whined, slapping his chest as he could not help but chortle, amused and aroused all the same. 

Before he could stop her, she was already off his lap, jumping to her side of bed and facing the opposite direction. Her hands curled underneath her head as she shifted as far as she could, maintaining the distance from the man who took her for a joke.

"Hey...I didn't meant to upset you" she heard him saying, shifting closer to her. 

She let him pull her back to his chest, spooning her. 

"You know I am a jerk" he whispered across her skin, peppering kisses to the side of her face, not minding her unresponsive state, "Please forgive this jerk of yours" 

"Go away" she shrugged him off, rolling her shoulders to get his hands off her but he contained the same amount of resilience as her madness. 

She found her chin forcefully tilted to his face, his eyes lingering on her before his lips fervently descended on hers. It was a soft kiss, contrasting his hold on her chin which was tight, keeping her in place. 

His hand traveled down to hold her neck as her stubbornness melted like chocolate, sweetening his mouth with her exploring tongue. 

He groaned in her mouth when her ass seductively grazed his cock, pressing back into his crotch, teasing him. Immediately his hand traveled down to hold her rocking bottom, stopping its movements before it drove him to insanity.