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.I struggle to keep my arms in the air.I have the sudden urge to cover up my body.He makes a flicking motion.I close my eyes to prepare for a blow, but it never happens.I hear him chuckle, and when I open my eyes again he’s just watching me with devilish eyes.“That was cruel,” I say under my breath.With his arms crossed behind his back, he takes a big step toward me and bends over.“No, it wasn’t.Cruelty is torture.You are not in pain.I am merely testing your response.Your ability to cope with what’s coming.Your aversion and … arousal.”I swallow as he steps back again, his firm back to me.“This is not my usual routine, but sometimes something comes along that’s just too hard to resist.”With that something, I’m guessing he means me.“Why? What is your usual routine, Mister Brand?”He turns his head toward me, flashing me a smile.“I take on the sinners, Lillith.Those who tread on the edge where the lines between what’s right and wrong have long been blurred.” He cocks his head as he turns back around to face me, the belt wrapped around his fists.“And you, Lillith, don’t tread on the line of morality, but on the line of sanity.I appreciate that difference.I enjoy new challenges.”“Well, I’m glad I can be of as much use to you, as you are to me.”Suddenly, he grabs my hands that were still in the air.The surprise move catches me off guard, and I’m left gasping for breath as he sniffs my hair.“Do not ever tell me I am useful to you, Lillith.I am not your savior.I am merely a piece of your puzzle, which you’ve yet to unravel.Don’t take me for a kind man, Lillith, because I am not.Contrary to what you may believe, I do not care for people.I take what I want, when I want, and that’s it.”I’m not buying his story.“Oh, really? Is that why you’ve come to visit me each and every day?”His hands are swift and rough as he reaches forward and wraps the belt around my wrists, carefully but harsh.Like he’s angry.I guess I struck a nerve.“Don’t make me regret it.”“But you admit that you do care?”He looks me in the eyes as he says, “Not one bit.” And then he picks me up by the shoulders and throws me on the bed.I yelp as I land on my cushion, and Sebastian immediately crawls on near my feet.Being trapped in here with him is nerve-wracking.In a good way.I think.As he kisses my feet, he gazes up at me with his big, blue, dangerous eyes.“I am simply checking up on what is mine.”His words should alarm me, but all they do is make me feel at ease.It’s strange, the way the mind reacts to trauma.How a person clings to another when there is nothing left, even though neither knows the other.And especially the way neither is willing to declare this ‘relation’ to be anything more than lust and an escape from reality.He kisses my lower leg, which makes me weak to the knees.Unexpectedly, he wraps his fingers around my ankles and spreads my legs.“Don’t close your legs from me, Lillith.Open up wide.Keep them spread, or else…”“Or else what?”A quick slap to the thigh jerks me right up.“Do not push my limits, Lillith.”The palm of his hand presses down on my stomach.I can’t breathe.“Calm down, Lillith.Let me take charge.Trust me with your body.”I whimper as his fingers, which were spread on my stomach, slip down to my pussy.“Do you feel this?” he asks.“Hmhm …” I close my eyes, trying to control my breathing.“Focus on the pleasure, not the fear inside your heart.Focus on me and my promise that I will make you feel better.”“But you just slapped me.”“Do not forget who you gave yourself to, Lillith.I will discipline you when needed.A slap will bring your focus back to what’s important, which is listening to my commands.You shall do what I say.No ifs.No buts.Do you understand?”“Yes, Mister Brand.”He smirks.“Good.You’re learning.”His lips drag all the way up my leg, making me moan.“If you only knew the things I could do to your body.”“Do it, then.”“No.”I groan in frustration.“I do not abide by your rules, Lillith.You are mine, not the other way around.Now, spread and let me come closer.” He comes up to his knees, towering above me as I spread my legs.I feel vulnerable, but at the same time, I trust him with my body.I can’t explain why, not to anyone, not even to myself.It’s foolish, and yet I do exactly that.“Do you have any idea of the thoughts going through my head right now?” he says, sliding just one, single finger down my body, avoiding my pussy on purpose.“Enlighten me,” I say.Suddenly, he comes crashing down, hovering just one inch above me.He holds himself on the bars of my bed, steady and calculated, like a master of control.“I want to suck on your lips, but not the ones that speak.” He breathes hot air into my ear, making me all hot and bothered.“I could bind you to the bed and make your skin rosy red from my belt.” His fingers drift down my chest as I hiss.“I would make you kneel and touch yourself while I spoil myself with your pretty mouth.Would you like that, Lillith? Have you dreamed of licking my cock and sucking my cum out of me?”He bites his lip, so deliciously naughty that I want to press my lips on his.But I don’t, because I know he wouldn’t want me to.I don’t know why I listen to him the way I do.Why I’m so inclined to do as he pleases.There is something innately feral and raw about being obedient to someone you barely know.Like some kind of primal fucking session.As long as it takes my mind off being here, I’m perfectly fine with anything he does.As long as it involves pleasure, I’m good.“Oh, god …” I murmur.He chuckles into my ear, the sound creating goosebumps on my body.“You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” Whilst his fingers curl under my pajama shirt and crawl up slowly, pulling the fabric with it, I squirm underneath him.“But only for me.”“Just for you, Mister Brand,” I whisper.“Good.” He lifts my shirt up to my breasts.“I’m curious how much of a filthy girl you really are, Lillith.Perhaps, I’ll find out.”Suddenly, he binds the belt that’s around my wrists to the bed, trapping me underneath him.My heart rate immediately picks up.He leans up again.“Don’t be scared, Lillith.I’m not going to hurt you … at least not in a way that you won’t like.” He grins as he hooks his fingers around my panties and tears them down roughly.“Not yet, though.”His demeanor has changed within a snap of a finger.A wicked smile is plastered on his face, and it seems as though he’s enjoying this a little too much.I feel trapped like prey pounced on by the hunter.His eyes swipe down my body, lingering on my pussy while he licks his lips as if he is savoring this sight [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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