Scarlett POV:
He came closer and sat on the bed—bending over , he slipped the drawer door open and brought out a pack of cigarette. Taking one out, he sat up and made to light it. I saw my opportunity and advance towards him. Getting on a kneeling position, I withdrew the cigarette from his lips and wrapped my hands around his neck.
He just kept looking at me without a word.
"Umm Mr Grey, you seem stressed, let me releave you-if you don't mind" I said, drawing myself closer to him and colliding our bodies. I slowly removed my arm around his neck ,and trailed my fingers down his neck then through the open part of his broad chest. I moved to his button and made to unhook it when he suddenly grabbed my hand .
"It's my choice to decide that, so get out " he said pushing me away. I fell back on the bed and watched him take out another cigarette—ready to light it.
I am supposed to be happy right now that he is not in the mood but Mr Cross's words kept flashing in my head— he is the main reason I even got a chance of making a deal with Mr Grey in the first place.
Should I just call him and tell him Mr Grey kicked me out?no no no, his is gonna no am lying
Not wanting to take any chances, I decided to move to plan B—daring him.
Adjusting myself on the bed, I said "are you scared or what" I said playing with the little ropes on my nightie.
He scoffed, dropped the cigarette then spoke "what can I be possible scared in you" he said his eyes searching around my body.
Moving closer to him, I pulled him to myself and bit my lips. Maintaining eye contact I said "scared that you are not man enough to take me all" I said in a daring tone, biting my lips even harder.
Without warning he pinned me on the bed, raising my hands above my head. His free hand fell in my hips, moving upwards towards my ass— slow and well calculated.
"What did you say?" He asked, his voice filled with so much pride. I smiled
"It doesn't matter what I said, can you fulfill it" I said, my tone even more daring.
"Trust me, you are gonna be the one begging later" he said, his voice filled with so much seduction as he moved his hand inside my nightie.
I swallowed an invincible lump in my throat before saying "bring it on" I said and pulled myself up—planting a soft kiss on his lips.
That was the only thing I needed to reel him up. In the next second he slammed his lips against mine, kissing me like his life depends on it. I opened my mouth and allowed his hot tongue in— playing tag with mine.
He let go of my hands and pulled me up to his self, his hands moving inside my nightie like an unstable rocket. I moaned as he deepened the kiss—leaving me breathless.
He trailed downwards to my neck, his hot lips planning soft kisses. My hands fell to his chest as I slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, very slow making sure to move my fingers over his broad chest.
I pulled his shirt off and couldn't help but roam my hands around his chest. Gosh, how can someone be so perfect— having an unearthly beauty with such a perfect body.
I heard the sounding of tearing fabric, what could that be. Then it hit me— my nightie. But I was already too late, he ripped it off and threw it aside. His lustful eyes focused on the two pointed things in front of his.
Without warning, he slammed his lips on it. He kissed, bit and licked it with so much hunger, making me moan out loud, holding his hair and drawing him closer.
He pressed my boobs together, his lips still doing wild things on them.
"Xavier…" I couldn't stop myself from moaning out his name, as my body ached for more of his touch.
After much sucking, biting and kissing, he moved down. His hot tongue licking and exploring every part of my body, I moaned out his name more and more, feeling him go deeper and harder.
His hands moved to my lacy under and I gasped. Pushing the cover away, he slipped a finger in, I moaned , digging my fingers into his chest. He began to trust in an out of me, slowly at first . I pressed my body harder his , moaning nonstop in his ear— showing him how much more I want him .
My hand moved to his pants , then down to his hard dick. For some reason, I felt like he shivered when my hand touched his dick. I whispered "Mr Grey did…." I was still saying when he shut me with a kiss. Pinning my back down on the bed.
The kiss was hot, filled with wild passion and desires. He broke the kiss— giving me a moment to breathe properly. I watched him unhook his belt and kick his jeans off. He removed his boxers and I couldn't help but gasp up on seeing the length of his dick.
Gosh! It's huge.
I swallowed as he pulled out a box of condom and slipped one on, then turned back to me. So we are really doing this.
It touched my entrance and I moaned "please be gentle" I whispered, eyes wide open in anticipation. He chuckled then said " I warned you" .
And with that being said, he advanced inside me. He pushed inside me a little and I realized a light scream, holding the sheets tightly. I felt him move in again but then he stopped. My eyes were closed to have noticed the sudden change in his expression— fear.
I blinked severally but before I could adjust my view, he suddenly pulled out of me and violently shoved me away. I goaned in pain, not for landing on the hard floor but for the tightness down there.
I looked up but he was backing me, I climbed the bed and advanced towards him, but he suddenly tilted his head and gave me a dead stare from the side. Instantly turning my body cold.
I just froze on the spot, scared to even touch him. Where did the Mr Grey that couldn't get enough of me suddenly disappear to, the Mr Grey made goosebumps pop on my skin.
"Mr Grey, did I do something wrong" I couldn't help but ask.
"Get out" he ordered, his voice suddenly turning cold.
"Buttt…" I wanted to protect but he suddenly shouted "I said get out" I feel back on the bed with so much fear in my eyes. What did I do to get this suddenly unfavorable reaction.
His eyes filled with so much hatred and disgust. Without wasting any time, I jumped out of the bed, using the duvet as a cover around my body.
As I walked down the lonely corridor, only one question was in my mind—what could have caused this sudden negetive outburst.
Did I trigger something in him or what.