chapter 4

You let out a soft **** as you felt him brush his lips against your neck.

His touch felt as if it was electrifying your whole body, it was intense.

You turned your head, glancing at him... his eyes were locked on you, his body leaning towards you.

He was still staring at you, his eyes slowly going down to your lips... and to your chest...

"... I can make you forget about your worries... about everything..." he spoke calmly, a smile on his face, a hand on your shoulder.

His tone was seductive, and he seemed to know exactly how to make you let go...

You looked down at his hand, and then up at him.

"Y-you can do that?" You spoke softly, staring at him, you felt... weak... and so, so sensitive.

Your cheeks were still red, and your body was hot for this man... but he was right... this man was making all your worries go away...

(Part 9)

You felt your lips parted, your body aching for him.

You didn't want anything but him now. The man was in your head. The man was in your heart.

He was everything you wanted...

He was your weakness.

His lips touched yours again... and you were completely lost now... you didn't care where the two of you were, you didn't care about your job, or your future...

Nothing mattered... bUt him.

As the man held you close, a sense of peace slowly overcame you... you felt your worries and concerns melt away... there were so many things on your mind before, and now, there were none.

He was your whole entire world now.

You looked at him... and kissed him back... for the first time, everything was silent... every other voice was just a whisper... there was no other sound but you and this man.

You continue to kiss this man, letting your worries melt away.

"Do you feel it?..." he murmured, in between kisses.

His mouth on your neck... on your lips...

"Are you mine... are you my plaything..."

The man was slowly becoming more and more possessive of you... and you allowed it.

The man continued to kiss you, not allowing you any break. All you could do was kiss him back, his lips on yours, his tongue on your lips.

"Tell me you're mine... say it," The man whispered with a raspy tone.

(Part 13) You felt your head become fuzzy, he was almost overwhelming you, yet you let yourself go.

"...I am yours..." you whispered, your words were drowned out by your own breathing.

"Good girl..." the man murmured, a smile on his face.

You felt him pull you closer, and started touching you…

The man started to get up, "Come on..."