Crazy Desire
**Sarah**
After Kael left the bathroom, having placed me under the shower, my mind quickly devised a thousand ways to retaliate for what he'd done. When I returned to the room and found him sitting on the king-size bed, all the anger I felt seemed to evaporate instantly. I could only think about how handsome and masculine he was, trying to understand how I could find him so attractive after everything that had already happened between us.
I believe what was even worse was that even when he was upset with me, like now, Kael still managed to affect me that way, provoking thoughts so full of primal desire.
I stared at him, briefly analyzing his angry expression, but all I could think about was him being fully inside me, driving me wild with his powerful thrusts and his rough grip, which brought a big and inconvenient smile to my face.
"You had a great time wherever you were," he looked at me with seriousness, without any hint of amusement.
"You're right," I agreed, making my smile even bigger. "I'll be doing it again in the future."
"In two days, you'll be free to do as you please, but until Sunday, you'll only do what I authorize."
My playful smile quickly turned into hearty laughter, and Kael immediately got up from the bed, no longer pretending to have a control he didn't possess.
"It will be truly wonderful not to have to see Kael Graham's face anymore," I said, laughing a lot. "I can't wait to get out of this empty penthouse and be free!"
I raised my arms and head high as if begging for something I didn't even understand, and then I spun around myself, smiling with the lightness I was feeling now.
“Uuuhhhuuu!” I exclaimed, laughing at my slowness. “Just two days!”
“You're completely drunk!” He pointed out, his tone dripping with pure and explicit mockery.
The expression of distaste that accompanied his words brought a sour feeling to my chest as if he was looking at me like a contemptible being, and that changed everything I was feeling in a matter of seconds.
“Are you saying that I can only be a happy person if I'm drunk?” The anger his words ignited was immediate and left me boiling. “Is that what you mean, Kael Graham?”
“Don't put words in my mouth!” He retorted in the same tone, his pointing finger raised.
“Do you want to silence me too, almighty one?”
I wasn't intimidated by his angry expression. I approached him, also raising my pointing finger, but I had gotten closer than I calculated, and my finger ended up directly touching his face. I wouldn't be able to explain what came over me, but all I wanted at that moment was to irritate him.
“Take your finger away from my face, Sarah,” Kael said in a dangerously low tone.
“I'm not rubbing my finger in your face!” I stubbornly insisted.
Perhaps my finger was still lightly touching his nose, but I wasn't rubbing my finger on his face.
At that moment, I noticed that Kael's gaze was no longer on my face but somewhere below it. I looked in the same direction he was and realized he was getting quite a view of my breasts, which were oddly firm and pointed.
I had come out of the bathroom wrapped in a terrycloth robe, at least twice my size, but considering the alternative was a measly towel, I chose to wear the garment anyway.
I believe due to my constant movements, one side of the robe had slipped quite a bit, leaving my left shoulder completely bare, not to mention my breasts exposed by the enormous neckline the garment ended up providing.
I looked back at Kael, and all I found on his face now was pure desire, and I let my hand, previously raised towards him, drop to my side. Kael then seemed to realize what he was doing, as he devoured my body with his eyes, and his anger now didn't seem directed at me, as it had been just a minute ago.
He turned away from me, running his hand through his already messy hair several times. Only then did I notice that it wasn't just his hair that was disheveled. It was him in his entirety like I had never seen him before. He was dressed in a suit, but there was no tie anymore, and the ensemble was quite wrinkled by now.
I looked closely at his broad and enticing back, desire once again taking over me, and all I wanted at that moment was to be in the arms of the most arrogant and delicious jerk I had ever met.
“You can go back to your room.” He said, but without looking in my direction.
“And what if I don't want to go to my room?” I teased.
He turned towards me again, his brow furrowed in a clear question.
“What do you mean by that?” He asked.
“I'm saying that I don't want to go anywhere else right now.”
“I had understood that was your greatest desire.” He made sure to point out.
“I'll be very happy when the deadline you set is over.” Seeing the confusion in his gaze, I explained. “But not now.”
I approached him again, wrapping my arms around his neck and bringing my mouth close to his ear.
“Right now, all I want is for you to fuck me, Kael.”
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