《The Pussyfooting Prostitute [ManxMan] [Mpreg] ✔》The Ride Of Fate [Part 2]
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"You can't hold me here against my will!" He exclaimed as he held me with anger-stricken eyes.
"Just in case you are unaware, this is my yacht, and we're in the middle of the ocean, so I can do whatever I want with you until were docked," I explained, releasing him.
He fell to the ground, comforting his wrist where I held him. Although I laid down his outcome before him, his glare did not waiver from my face. His eyes held a fire within them that lured both me and my dragon half in, so deep. Maybe that is why I crave him so badly.
I kneeled down on my hunches to level my eyes with his. His stunning eyes reeled me into their honeyed depths that held all of his emotions. I avidly stared at his pouting lips before I returned my eyes to his.
"Asche...stop it with these foolish games. You know damn well that you'll accept my money in a heartbeat just to spend one night in my arms. I know all about you and it would look poorly on your character if you tried to lie your way out of this proposition." I said.
He gasped and his eyes widened. "You're kidding me. How do you know my name? Were you...stalking me?"
A slow smile formed on my lips and I ran my hand through my hair as I licked my them, keeping my eyes connected with his. "I did more than that. I studied you, your habits, your frequently visited places, your background, your likes, dislikes, and many more. That little beauty mark on your inner thigh, I'd love to get a close up of it, with my lips, that is."
"You sick fuck!" He said disgustingly. "How dare you invade my privacy! You had no right to do that! You know what, fuck this! I'm outta here, you're sick in the head." He got up on his feet and made his way to walk past me but I grabbed him by the arm and spun him into my arms.
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His face met with my chest and I wrapped my arms around him. He squirmed and struggled to get free, groaning frustratingly as he couldn't break my hold.
"Why are you doing this?" He asked, disheartened.
"Because I can." I grinned, releasing him once more.
He stumbled back at the force of his shoving and glowered at me. "You are despicable!"
"Mr. Allen cannot satisfy you like I can." I declared, as he turned and went for the door.
He paused after placing his hand on the doorknob. "And what makes you say that?"
"I can give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. I'm not your average man, Asche; I know exactly where to get you. I'm offering two thousand dollars for one night." I surprised Asche and myself by the offered amount.
I knew I got his full attention after I said that. I saw it in his posture, his body stiffened a little. He only cares about money; basically, money has no face to him so whoever possesses what he wants, he'll fuck them. Looks do not matter.
So take the bait Asche, I know your little freaky side won't let this opportunity pass, my mind said.
"I dislike you." He confessed. "And I can't find myself even allowing you to touch me."
"Bullshit!" I strode up to him and forced him to turn and face me by his shoulder. "I saw the way you were staring at me and that Asche, is a look of desire."
"Those eyes of yours must be malfunctioning because I wasn't staring at you in that kind of way." He denied.
A loud moan emanated through the walls and we both went silent at the sound. It came again and I watched in smug satisfaction as his face went a deep red, recognizing the owner of that voice.
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"Oh my God..." He breathed, closing his eyes and shaking his head. "I knew it."
"Falcon must be enjoying himself as well as your friend. So why is it so hard for you to do the same?" I asked in a low voice, cupping his face.
He jerked away from my touch and pivoted away from me. "No, thank you. I should take my leave now."
"Two thousand dollars is just a fuck away. You can pretend that I'm someone else, a little roleplaying won't hurt." I persuaded him further.
A soft chuckle came from his lips and I found myself smiling as well. This is the first time I've seen him smile since we've met and I must say it was beautiful.
He flashed pearly, white teeth and rolled his eyes. "You're one desperate fucker."
"I'd prefer the word, persistent," I whispered, leaning in to inhale his scent.
"What are you--" He began to protest just as my lips met with the tender flesh of his throat. I heard his breath hitch at the contact and I began to gently trail kisses and nibbles down his throat.
He parted his lips and sighed, tilting his neck, giving me the green light that he indeed enjoyed my touch.
His hands went in my hair and roamed its soft waves, as I licked along his adam's apple working my way up to his chin and to his bottom lip, devouring his lips with a fiery passion.
He moaned in the kiss, parting his lips and flicking his tongue with mine so sensually, instantly setting my body afire with desire.
He tilted his head and I deepened the kiss, languidly ravishing his sweet depths. I pressed my body up against his and my straining erection slid along his stomach, eliciting a soft moan from his lips.
The kiss became fervent, more feral, our lips were literally pinned together, as we roughly bit and sucked each other's lips until they were both swollen. I cupped his head and passionately savored his sweet taste that pulled me in, drowning me endlessly.
Electrical currents of heat surged through my body, and I groaned in frustration, anxiously wanting to tear his clothes from his body and mount him against this door.
His hands were all over me now, caressing my arms and chest with hastily driven hands. He wanted this as much as I did and I only served to thrill me all the more.
I must have him tonight.
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A/N: This book will only be 1000 words per chapter. There will most likely be parts one and two of each chapter because the updates are short.
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