Needs

Chapter 12

The moment he unloaded her on the bed she gasped. Not taking a moment she got up to look right into his eyes that looked menacing. Her stomach felt hollow and face looked paler when placing his knees over the edge of her bed he hovered over her.

"I..." She tried to utter but gulped looking at him leaning to her more...leaving her with no option but get down until she felt the bed under her head. With her chest heaving in fear, she looked at his eyes that stole her any power to say a word.

Her fists placing on her chest were the first thing to touch that chest made of steel. Under that huge stone wall, she couldn't help but wonder Why? She recalled the very moment she agreed to take the job from Rick. And, cursed because right here at the moment she would give anything to not be in this situation.

Her eyes seemed to plead and lips trembled when with his two fingers directed her left knee to separate from the right and she followed to nestle him right between her legs. Even with their clothes on she felt on coals and closed her eyes feeling his bulge over her belly.

Her eyes closed could feel his mouth coming to hers. She waited to get attacked by his dominating mouth when she heard, "Who is he?" She opened her eyes to find him so close to her but his eyes were shifted to her bedside where she knew Tyler's picture in a green t-shirt adorned. Looking at his pressed mouth she recalled the two murders she had witnessed so far and got her eyes as big as a saucer.

"Who is he?" He asked again while she continued looking at him but inhaled sharply when his eagle gaze returned to her.

"He,..." Her breathing got even more labored and his jaw getting hard wasn't helping at all. She saw him getting up and then she didn't know what happened...in a flip, she was in the air and then over him. Her hair falling around his face made his aura even more intense. She flinched when he got her hair behind her ear from the left side of her face before asking in a very impatient voice, "Who is he?" She gasped when she felt his other hand on her ass. His fingers dig in her flesh before kneading it to make her rub over him.

"He,...a friend," She barely managed and found herself on the bed again with her neck in his murderous hold next. 

"Lies...can get you killed YOU, STUPID b***h!!!..." Finding herself struggling for the air while having that steal of a beast over him was the last option for how she wanted her life ended. "...you get me?" She heard him asking and nodded her head before he let go of her neck.

In a quick move, he got her arms over her head while she looked at him with confusion in her eyes. "It's fine. You see we gotta situation here. First..." She flinched when in a second he got her t-shirt above her head, "...we need to turn a slut to a woman...I can f*****g smell a men's perfume here," He gritted the last words in disappointment before coming to kiss her with such passion that left her even more scared.

It was only when he pulled away she felt her elbows restricted. A pang of fear crashed her on finding herself this vulnerable.

In the very next moment, his hand was in her panties. Her body jolted to resist this sudden foreign invasion and bit her lip hard feeling him slipped his two fingers "I see you have been a very naughty p***y here," His gaze was fixed on her belly rising and falling to the limit.

"Ahh,..." She squealed rubbing her thighs when he twisted and curled his very long and strong fingers.

Her nerves were all curled up about her territory being touched when she tried to open her eyes to notice those dark eyes looking at his prey. There was something so cold about those eyes. It made her forget his touch on her most intimate parts. Her senses warned her that these eyes can do more damage than any other action. She knew it will haunt her for the rest of her life if she had any.

"Uhh,..." She moaned getting red when he slapped her pus*y after getting his fingers out.

With his eyes bored in her hers he whispered something she didn't hear but her mouth hung open when in a swift move her pajama was gone with her panties and he stood between her legs with his eyes fixed on hers.

"Something has to be very clear." His thin pressed lips seemed annoyed. There was no lust in his eyes. It was only anger and it made her fear him even more.

"So, how many men you have shown me? Three? With Rick four?"

"Why don't you kill me?" She begged and tried to get her hand free. "I will,...I dare you to give me a reason." He smirked grazing her thigh and seemed to enjoy her helplessness.

In only her bra she was leaving nothing to his imagination but still the restraint this man had surprised her. And, it made her wonder more. What does he want?

"About your punishment?... I am going to s***k you four times. Or we...should punish the thing being naughty." He said grazing her p***y lips.

"Ahh,..." The whole room resonated with the sound of the slap.

"Don't!... Only tell me this p***y will be good." She was red with embarrassment and tried to look away.

"Say it..." With his face dead serious he ordered making her throat feel dry. Even the thought of saying those words made her ear and cheek red.

Before she could utter a word another slap landed right on her coochie.

"This p***y will be good," She whispered and welcomed another slap.

He waited, looking in her eyes, and she grunted in frustration before repeating,

"This p***y will...be g...good."

"Ahh," She grunted hard when this time his hand landed right on her clit and cause the soreness.

"I...I...I will be good." She tried to focus while a tear escaped her eye as she tried to keep her breathing to normal.

"No!...we were not doing this..." He said before slapping her clit again and this time kept his hand there.

"This will be a good pussy...repeat!"

"This..." Her stomach dropped fearing what he would do next.

"This...will be a good pussy."

"Good..." He said and seemed satisfied before adding.

"I love f*****g good things,...but there is one thing left." This got her eyes narrow as she tried to gulp. "You gotta leave it here." He said making her shriek in her mind, What?

But she could only gasp when he mounts her again to get her mouth in a feverish kiss. His hot breaths burned her face but a certain smell hit her.

She tried to move him the instant she saw her bed on fire but he refused to let her mouth go. She attempted to yell but it all got muffled in his mouth. She could feel her cheeks getting hot but now under the influence of the flame that was getting up. Her legs tried to get him off but it was all in vain.

Pulling away he looked at her face as if they were having a great time while she passed him a sickening look telling him he can go f**k himself.

Shaking his head in disappointment. "You are very boring," he got up before pulling her up to get her out of her bed.

"We gotta leave your very own existence here."

"That's my HOME..." She gritted at his face without flinching before turning and attempting to put that fire out but only gasped looking at the fire getting high. She coughed with all the smoke and fear to lose her house. She was about to run and bring water or call for help when she felt pulled to that beast she wanted to kill right now.

"...like a street where anyone comes to attack you."

"You,..." She started with anger,

"Shh,...you are safe,..." He held her jaw tenderly before pulling her in for a kiss.

Her house was no fire but she...his actions made her worry for her own safety. She knew he wasn't going to kill her. But why? Why he wanted to save her.

"..Because you are my woman." He added,

She looked at her bed. There were thousands of things she would like to save. Her wedding album, the shirt she bought for Tyler a week ago, and her favorite shoes. But then it didn't matter. Her whole house was catching the fire and her marriage was already ashes. The alarm went off but she felt nothing.

But inhaled when he got his jacket out and covered her before catching her hand in a firm hold. He started to drag her out of the house while she wondered how she was ever going to get this hand off of her.

The street had only one or two passersby. Her flustered state did invite some stares but then recalling something she looked at the CCTV camera.

Help me, she signed to the camera before following his cue of getting into his car. She caught her left knee hard to stop it from shivering but then looked up to notice the terrace of her apartment that now looked ghostly with all that black smoke coming. She didn't look at him when he started the car and drove away but her heart beats wildly listening to the fire brigade going towards her home.

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