Once A Princess, Now A Slave

28- I Like Him!

Kelsie's POV

Our lips are still savoring each other while his arms snaked around my waist. I felt my feet leave the floor as one of his hands cup my legs from behind and lift me up. Connor easily put me on the table without breaking our kisses. His left hand stayed on my waist and supported my back, while his free hand traveled from my cheek and down to my neck.

A soft moan escaped my lips when he wrapped his fingers around my neck and gently squeeze it. The subtle pain and pleasure made me part my lips and sensually closed my eyes.

"C-Connor..." I whispered.

"Hmm?"

He started planting broken kisses. His lips are aggressively pressing onto mine, making my head fall back until my elbows kissed the table where I was sitting.

Connor placed himself on top of me while my back almost touch the table. His lips crawled down my neck while he placed himself in between my thighs. With his massive hips, my legs are now widely spread.

He withdraws his lips from me and levels our faces.

"Relax," he uttered and gently pushed my shoulders until my back touched the table. He fixed his stance and lift my legs to properly place me.

I am wearing a comfortable fitted long sleeves top with three buttons and jogger pants for my bottoms. Since my pants are garterized, he easily removes them from me and tossed them from god knows where!

He positioned himself on top of me again. He rakes my hair and planted a long aggressive kiss on my lips.

I am so drawn in our kisses that I did not notice his hand resting on my right mound.

"Ohh!" I moaned when he gave my upper private a good squeeze. He did not waste his time and inserted his hands under my shirt.

I bite my lower lip when his warm and rough hand found its way to my bare mounds. His fingers started playing with my peak.

My lips parted and I gasp. My head falls down while his fingers are enjoying playing with my nip. I arch my back to give him a hint that I wanted more. However, instead of giving me what he wanted, he stopped.

He placed his palms on the sides of my head to use as a support for his body. He then looked me straight in the eye.

"What were you and that bastard talked about in the comfort room?" he suddenly asked.

My brows furrow. I think hard about who he is pertaining to until the answer popped into my head.

Seriously? He's going to stop what we are doing just to ask that?! Ugh.

"Who? Nox?" I clarified even though I know already the answer.

His brows went into a straight line and his eyes turned colder. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Are you going to ask me about him while you're on top of me?" I asked.

I seriously don't have much experience with stuff like this but I am not innocent either.

Connor raised his left brow. "Don't test me, Kelsie," he uttered.

I gulp.

I am in the middle of contemplating whether I'll answer his question or not when without a warning, he cupped me in his arms and lift me up.

I yelped out of surprise at what he did. I instinctively snaked my legs around his hips to prevent myself from falling. His arms are wrapped around my waist as he walked onto the long sofa seat in the middle of his office room.

He harshly put me down on the soft sofa bed. Instead of yelping, I moaned.

He looked at me with anger in his eyes. However, I could not feel any rage in him at all.

He placed himself on top of me and locked his eyes on mine. He used his leg to push my other leg and made me part my thighs. He then harshly grabs both of my wrists and places them above my head without removing his gaze from mine.

"Answer my questions honestly, Kelsie," he said in a dangerous tone.

"And if I don't?" I mocked.

He looked me straight dead in my eyes. After a couple of seconds, he attacked my lips aggressively. My head pressed back on the sofa seat as he put his weight on me. His left hand is holding my wrists above my head, leaving me defenseless, while his free hand is resting on my left leg and stroking my thigh up and down.

"Ohh," I softly moan when his hand 'accidentally' brushed onto my cave.

His hand crawled up my mounds and unbuttoned my buttons. It revealed the line that formed in between my pressed mounds. With his single hand, Connor pulls up my shirt. I thought he will completely remove it from me but instead, he stopped midway. The shirt is now covering my whole face. He lifts the bottom part up to my nose so the only one the shirt is covering is my eyes. Before I can react to what he is doing, I felt his hand reaching my back. In just a snap, he unclasped my b*a.

The cold air of the room brushed against my mounds when he removed my brassiere. I thought he was done, not until I felt him tying my wrists above my head with my b*a.

"Now... answer me," he commanded.

"C-Connor..." I arch my back. His hand is still holding my wrists even though they are already tied.

I felt him planting kisses on my neck, down to my collarbone, and down to my chest, until they reach my mounds. He sucked my peak alternatingly, making me cry for pleasure.

His tongue expertly licked my nips and sensually bit them.

"Answer all of my questions... you understand?" he asked.

I gulped and slowly nodded my head.

"Ahh!" I yelped when he slapped my thigh.

"Answer me," he ordered in a low and warning tone.

"I-I w-will..." I replied.

I couldn't see anything. I can only hear him and feel his hands traveling on my body.

"What were you doing in that comfort room with him?" His fingers slowly runs on my thigh until they reached my lower privates. He cupped it with his finger and gently massaged it.

I gasp. Again, I am not innocent but these are all new to me. No one, even myself, was able to touch me down there.

When I did not respond, one of his fingers pressed onto my whole, trying to dig deeper with my panties still on.

'Sh*t!' He's driving me crazy.

"C-Connor..."

I do not know if it is a cry for him to stop what he is doing or the other way around.

"I had a fight with the girls, t-then he s-suddenly a-appeared," I answered. his finger is still playing with me down there while inserting his finger in and out of me, teasing my hole. "Connor, please!"

I do not know exactly what I am begging him for. He keeps on pushing me to the edge and he'll suddenly stop! Ugh!

"Do you like him?" he asked.

Out of frustration, an idea popped into my head

"Yes, I like him!"

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Unedited. English is not my first language. My apologies for the grammar, sentence construction, and wrong spelling.

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Once A Princess, Now A Slave

By: Joanne Cristel

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