I OWN YOUR BODY
1154 Words
LUCAS JONES
I flip my head back and moan in pleasure as she hops up and down my d**k like a good girl. Her p***y still as tight as I left it.
Damn, I taught her so well that night. I hope she is this good because of me.
I put my hands on her medium sized perky soft boobs like water balloons and squeeze them as if my life depends on them.
I adjust myself on the chair and put my hands on her waist to help her pounce on me, but I end up taking over from beneath.
Her screams become louder and her hands on my arms become tighter. I am feeling it as much as she is right now.
“I made my statement once again and marked my territory. You belong to me now, and I own every part of your body. If you obey and submit yourself to me, there’ll always be a good reward for you, princess. You are mine, am I clear?”
“I’ll never submit to you, Lucas. I am not an object, so tell me I belong to you,” She cries out.
“You are such a brat, little girl. You need to be disciplined!”
With that said I hump myself inside of her slower but harder.
“Lucas...” She hissed, sucking her teeth.
“Yes, baby?”
“I want to cum...”
Her body starts shaking, and her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Beg me, princess,” I say, breathlessly.
I increase my pace and f**k her without mercy. I am about to c*m, but I want to make her respect. I want her to think about me even when I am not closer to her, and I want her to need me when she gets lonely.
It feels so good just like the first time I drove myself into her. Tight, slippery, warm and wet. It was her first time then, but because of the amount of red wine we drank, it felt like she knew what she was doing.
I guided her most of the time, but her whines that were accompanied by pleasure got me hooked in her.
I am so close right now, and she is too. She is crying uncontrollably, but her stubbornness is depriving her from exploding.
“Beg...”
“Pleaaaaasseeeeee, Daddy!” Her legs trembling and tears falling out of her eyes.
I quickly slide out of her and rub her clit with my thumb as she holds on to me tightly and spills out all the sweet juices in her p***y.
I groan loudly as I also climax and all my seeds shoot up on her stomach while she brings her hand to my c**k and rubs it.
I kiss her lips and spank her medium thick thighs.
“That’s my girl!”
Both of us are left breathless from the exercise. She suddenly collapses on my chest, and her body weakens.
I just f*****g paralysed her.
***
I watched Cassie fall deep in her sleep before I laid her on the bed and covered her tiny body with a quilt. The moon outside the window lit brightly inside the suite, illuminating her face, exposing the medium tan skin tone on her face and arms.
I gently brush her golden silky curls back from her face, and looked at her plump, smooth lips that are slightly apart.
I sigh and get out of bed before I pick up my clothes and get dressed. I am exhausted from this unexpected event that I arrived to.
Honestly, I got back from Poland just in the early hours of this morning and arrived to this hotel since it was the nearest than my house.
As I was looking around, I realised there was a wedding happening as people were preparing the hall for the reception. I then learned later that my nephew was getting married.
Well, I was happy for him, but realising that he’ll be marrying what I considered my treasure actually bothered me.
If it wasn’t for his disappearance, I wouldn’t have married Cassandra. I SHOULDN’T HAVE!
I got scared that if I don’t do it, someone else might come and take her away from me... just like how Wayne almost did.
I married her now just so everyone can know that she belongs to me. Cassie hates me now,
I married her now just so everyone can know that she belongs to me. Cassie hates me now, but that’s okay. She is shocked and hurt, but she’ll soon be worshipping me.
I cannot help but worry about Wayne’s disappearance. Now she will be thinking about him all the f*****g time. I need to do something quickly about that s**t.
After getting dressed, I turned to look at Cassie softly snoring before I turn and leave the suite.
I arrive at the control room and look for the person in charge.
“Sir, I heard that you are looking for me,” The man says.
“Yes. Show me the surveillance footage between 6:45am and 8:00am in the seventh floor right wing,” I order.
The man leads me to the monitor and organises the footage before he leaves me to it.
“I’ll take it from here. You may leave,” I dismiss him.
I watch the footage and fast forward it to the time 7:01am when I see something very intriguing. The scene happens for about twelve minutes. Immediately, I cut out the footage and delete it before I log out of the system.
After all that is done, I get up and leave the hotel. It is just after 6 in the evening. I am so f*****g hungry, but food can wait right now.
I get to the parking and get into my car before I drive off in the bright city of Brooklyn. It has been a while I almost forgot how busy the streets can be during this time of the year.
I get to the quiet side of the suburb and drive into this one mansion I haven’t came to since we buried my brother. May his soul rest in peace.
I halt the car in the driveway and kill the engine. I sit for a while in the car, looking straight at the transparent house with glass walls, battling with myself if whether u made the right decision coming here or not, but anyway, I step out of the car and head towards the house. I ring the doorbell and then wait for it to be answered.
In a few seconds, the door gets opened.
Her eyes shoot open and the wine glass with champagne instantly fall off her hand and breaks on the white marble floor, spilling the drink even on my shoes and the glass shatters all over.
“Lucas,” She says nervously.
“Juliet...”
- Writer
