Chapter Thirty five
He is surprised at my reaction but catches me anyway; he loses his balance and twists so he can fall on the bed with me landing on top of him. I struggle and twist on top of him to get the phone in his hands while he moves it around so I won’t be able to get it, he is laughing at me and enjoying making me struggle knowing I will never get the phone in my hands. All of a sudden he twists us and I land under him with him on top of me between my thigh, that’s when I feel his hardness pointed at my entrance through our clothes. Here I go again starting things I can’t handle.
We are alone now in this huge empty house of his and he can decide to get his needs met while I am not ready to tell him yet, not before I tell him the truth.
“Get off me” I tell him trying to push him off me
“You jumped right on my dick and now that you have woken the monster you want me to stop? Not a chance”
“Get off you…..” I start saying before he covers my mouth with his kissing me hard and not giving me a chance to protest or accept his kisses
His hands are in my thigh and under my dress, then on my panties as he plays with my pussy and I am immediately so wet my panties are soaked, it’s embarrassing. He rips the panties of as I hear and feel him opening his zipper. I want to protest and I want him to give it to me. I am confused and I don’t know what I want, that’s what Cyrus does to me, he makes me lose my head.
He hisses when his dick meets my naked pussy and I can’t help it but moan with pleasure. He holds my thighs up as he uses his dick and my wetness to make a rhythm from my entrance to my clit making me go crazy, he does it so slowly cursing every time while I moan and call his name begging him to put me out of my misery.
He puts his hand on my mouth to shut me up and increases the speed of his rhythm going faster and faster hitting my clit and a spot I don’t get so sweetly that I bite down on Cyrus’s hand on my mouth and have an enraging nonstop orgasm. As I bit down hard on Cyrus’s hand, he immediately cums all over me and some of the spurts get to my chin, I am still coming from my high so I don’t really care right now.
He eventually gets off me rubbing himself and his hands on my dress while I just lay there blaming myself for what happen again. I can’t keep on playing this game with him, he will eventually put it in and I will be in lots of trouble. I have to stay as far away from him as possible
“Look what you made me do?”He says putting himself right and watching me with disdain. Well fuck you too Cyrus, I say in my head but I can’t speak it out loud
“What I made you do?”
“If you keep jumping on my dick every time you see me I am going to have to give you want you want but can’t say. I only have so much control” he says as he leaves my bedroom and slamming it on his way out.
Great. He comes in here threatens me, uses me, dirties me with his cum and then blames me for all the above. Is this what my life is going to look like from now on? My stomach growls with hunger so I decide to take a shower and go in search of the kitchen hoping I will find something to eat. Cyrus is in the open space kitchen opposite the sitting area eating take out from a container; he looks up as I approach giving me the stink eye
“I am hungry” I announce, so he knows the reason I came in here is not to look for him but to look for food.
“I think I have something in here” he says looking into the bag and giving me a container
“Thank you” I say taking it. It’s Chinese and my favorite so I smile and we have dinner at the kitchen island in silence.
The next morning I wake up to the quietness of the house, I can hear my footsteps and my own breathing as I walk around the house. I start taking a tour of my new home to get myself acquainted with it, I am going to be living here and maybe Cyrus will let me decorate it so it feels more like home.
The place has two bedrooms, a nursery/office, a gym, a kitchen, Cyrus’s downstairs restricted office and a library. When I have been inside all the room except the restricted ones I go outside to the balcony and watch the sky and building below. I eventually grow hungry and go in search of food in the kitchen; there is a book and a note from Cyrus on the kitchen island waiting for me.
‘I hope you won’t starve and will have learned something useful to prepare for your husband when I am back from work’ the note says. I read the book cover and realize it’s a cook book, what an asshole, he knows I can’t do it; he is planning to kill me.
Here is something you should probably know about me. I have always been treated as a princess every since I came on this earth and I have never so much as boiled water in my entire life, I doubt I can turn the stove on and Cyrus knows this.
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