Christina’s POVIt happened so fast that before I could comprehend what was going on, he’d caged me to the sink with his body pressed tightly to mine and his lips on mine. His eyes were closed with an expression of ecstasy etched on his face, as he kept kissing me. When he noticed I wasn’t returning his kisses, his eyes finally opened, and they met with mine, staring into them with his lips slightly parted, and his chest heaving from his almost silent pants.I could see the question in his eyes, and the look in them was enough to melt all of my remaining barriers. But not just that. There was something about his expression that I couldn’t put my hands on but it mirrored a deep hunger and need, one that needed to be sated urgently and the realization that it was all for me, had my lower abdomen twisting and curling with want. He looked messy but yummy at the same time, and all I wanted was to get my hands on him.He may have seen something else in my eyes from my silence because when
Christina’s POVI woke up to a strong arm wrapped around my waist and the heat of his warm body sipping into mine. At first, I felt a bit lost until all the previous night's events began flooding into my head and I realized what I’d done. I’d given in to my desires at long last. I’d given myself to him just like he’d predicted and I’d done it without caution. I’d willingly let him plant his seed in me.With so many thoughts crowding my head all at the same time, all I wanted was to bolt out of bed and be far away from him. I needed to handle this. I had no idea what to do. Was this even in the plans? I allowed pleasure to blur the lines between what I truly wanted, my plans to escape, and giving into this sick plan of his with my father. My heart squeezed painfully at the thoughts of giving up and playing into this sick fantasy.What was wrong with me?I was only meant to put up an act for the weekend and I let him get the best of me. Now he’d be able to mock me with it. Bile rose in
Scott’s POVI took her soft lips in mine, not caring about the gloss nor the red tint of her lipstick that would stain my lips. All I wanted was to have a taste of her, to feel her warm body in my arms, the way she holds on to me like she’s holding on for dear life, while she melts into the kiss. It’s purely magical. By the time we pulled apart, she was breathless, heaving with her soft eyes fixed on mine. They were mesmerizing and I just couldn’t look away. We stood in that position, staring at each other, with one of my arms wound tightly around her slender waist, and the other resting on the nape of her neck.Her eyes darted to my lips and she chuckled lightly.“I’ll leave that as a mark to let the ladies know you’re taken,” She grinned, with gleaming eyes and I smiled, indulging her.“And I wouldn’t mind wearing your mark, my love,” I winked at her before I leaned down to claim her lips one more time.This time, a knock interrupted us, followed by the words of one of the maids.“S
Christina’s POVTen minutes earlierI stepped out of the stall, ready to head back to the party, despite my nerves still reeling from the embarrassment of the little show Scott and I had unintentionally put on for the audience. A wry smile crossed my face as I stared at the mirror while washing my hands. My makeup was still in place and so was my hair. I playfully winked at myself and turned away, ready to head back but before I could take a step, soft moans of pleasure sailed into my ears and I was frozen in place.I stood there, silently hoping I’d heard wrong but then they came again, this time a bit louder, followed by a throaty moan. My head instantly whipped in the direction they were coming from, the first stall. It was five stalls away from where I was but that didn’t stop their moans from reaching me. I couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out of my lips but I quickly slapped a palm over my mouth to not alert them of my presence.It felt like I was in high school all over ag
Christina’s POVThe unbearable ache of a developing headache was the first thing my brain registered as soon as my eyes slid open, before being assaulted by the bright lights of the fancy chandeliers hanging above me. I squinted my eyes but this only intensified my headache, making me wince from the pain as I tried to adjust to the glaring lights. A few minutes passed before I opened them again. This time, the assault was less and I began to notice my environment.I was lying on a flat surface with my legs dangling down the sides. I must have been in this position for quite some time because I could feel the ache in my thighs and my lower back from how flat they were pressing against the surface. But it was when I attempted to adjust my posture that I noticed my legs were bound and so were my hands, stretched taut above my head.A frown marred my face and my brows furrowed in confusion. I turned my head to the side and noticed I was lying on the lid of a piano and it seemed my limbs w
Christina’s POV“Breakfast will be served soon, Ms. Bell. Make yourself comfortable, and if you need me, use the telephone on the dresser. It has been programmed with a speed dial and the code is on the paper beside it,” The older maid who I’d come to know as Monica spoke before shutting the door of the bedroom behind me.As soon as Scott had broken the news of my father’s betrayal to me, he ordered the maids to bring me back to the room they prepared for me. I was still in shock, struggling to comprehend the reality of my crumbling life.Tears blurred my vision as my gaze danced around the well-furnished room with a queen sized bed dressed in white beddings sitting in the middle. The floor-to-ceiling windows displayed the city below, with the bright white lights complimenting the pristine white walls. On a normal day, I’d be intrigued and curiously touring the large bedroom, but I was like a lost soul in the midst of these luxuries.There was nothing I wanted more than to suddenly fi
Christina’s POVAt 6 pm, just as I’d heard the maids discussing, a knock sounded on my door, and I had no doubt they were here to buff and doll me up for Scott’s coming. But I had other plans of my own.“You may come in,”Surprisingly, it was only the young maid I’d seen around Monica that was there. She strolled into the room, bearing a stoic expression.“I’m here to prepare you for the young master’s arrival, ma’am,” she said in a tone stripped of all kindness, unlike Monica. It was the first time she’d be attending to me without the older maid giving her direct orders. Seeing how young she was, it calmed my nerves and made me believe I’d be able to communicate with her and get her to do my bidding as she must understand my predicament.“Umm… that won’t be necessary,” I spoke, wringing my fingers in my lap but her annoyed gaze instantly cut to mine and she made no move to hide her displeased expression.“I’m sorry, ma’am but I have orders to prepare you for the young master’s arriva
Scott’s POV.I wasn’t expecting what I met when I returned from work but it seemed the woman was back to her senses and had decided to do things the right way and it pleased me. I’d hate to force her to honor the contract but she was making it easy on me.She wiggled against my shoulder, rubbing her perky ass on my cheek and out of reflex, my palm landed on her ass, delivering a hard slap to it. An audible gasp escaped from her lips as I got to the top of the stairs and she stilled her movements but uttered no words. A smile of approval slipped onto my face. I was pleased with this docile side of her.I arrived at her bedroom and closed the door behind me before tossing her on the bed, while hovering over her with my eyes staring into hers. She stared at me with wide eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty, her lips parted and her legs spread out before me. Her long auburn hair was splayed on the white beddings of the mattress, her soft creamy skin calling to me to taste it. She loo