THE UNREQUITED LOVE

41.

YN'S POV

"Do you trust me, Strawberry?"

My heart stopped beating for a second, the look in his eyes told me he was damn serious.

Do I trust him?

I asked myself, I do but I also don't, I trust him with almost everything but don't trust him whether he will leave me alone again or not...I looked at his face expectantly waiting for my answer, I opened my mouth and whispered,

"I do"

I guess.

He smiled and crashed his lips onto mine in a deep and passionate kiss, I kissed him back almost immediately, and he groaned and I frowned as I felt something metallic around my wrists, my eyes widened as I realized what he had just done, and he pulled away smirked while looking at me.

He fucking handcuffed me.

He cupped my face and before I could say anything he spoke,

"We can stop if you don't want this"

He looked into my eyes almost hopefully, I just nodded because those metallic cuffs were mine only, I would be lying if I denied that I never imagined this...He smiled and almost lovingly pecked my forehead, his hands traveled to my back and I arched my back letting him unhook my bra, he grabbed it and wrapped it around my already tied hands above my head.

A loud gasp escaped my mouth as he flipped me over, I turned my head and shot him a glare while he smirked admiring the view beneath me. My breath hitched as he palmed my asscheek, he took my reaction and roamed his hands all over my back to my neck and then back to my curves. 

Out of nowhere, he cupped my bare sex and a whimper escaped from my mouth, I sucked in my breathe as his index finger curved my clit, I feel him leaning over me from behind as my bare back touches his bare front, his hard member was against my lower back almost teasing me. He rested his free hand beside my head for support and leaned closer to my ear, I could feel him smirking as he spoke,

"You are so fucking wet, Strawberry"

I whined as he teased my opening, he chuckled darkly and asked,

"Tell me what you want, Strawberry?"

"What do you want me to do?"

I opened my mouth but it became dry because of the pleasure I was feeling, as if he just read my mind he cupped my core not touching me like I wanted him to. I tried to ride his hand on my own but he pressed his body on me stopped me from providing myself the pleasure, he growled in my ear and ordered,

"Words, Strawberry"

I cried as he spanked me, hard, I bet that would leave a bruise...I breathed heavily to calm myself and obeyed him,

"I want you"

"You want me?"

I nodded breathlessly, he again spanked me but on the other side and I felt the impact between my thighs as felt myself getting wetter, he grabbed my throat cutting my air supply, and asked,

"You want me to do what, Strawberry?"

I gasped for air as he loosened his grip around my neck, I coughed and after collecting myself I begged like he wanted me to,

"I want you to fuck me"

That was it, without any warning or a word he thrust into me, harder and deeper, my mouth fell open, my back arched against his chest while I tried to grab something in between my fingers, and I realized that he tied the handcuffs to the headboard with the help of my bra. As I got accustomed to his length stretching my walls and almost tearing me apart, he pulled back and slammed back inside if he could get harder than this, I cried.