His Immense Desires novel Chapter 24

SICK PSYCHO

*****FIONA'S POV*****

The request he made sent my hormones spiralling down the my thighs, in a pool of liquid.

I asked myself how he could use me like his slave, and yet be asking me if I want him to suck on my nipples.

"Madness", I thought, he's definitely mad. Left for me I was okay with both of us staring at each other, without me getting to answer his stupid questions.

"What if I say no", I asked him. He raised his hands to my neck and wounded his hands painfully around it, his hands tightened on my neck.

At that point I felt like I was gonna choke to death, "you know you won't say no, I know you want all these and more.

Sweetheart can you see how your pussy is stimulating for me, can you see the way your clit is pulsating for me?", He questioned.

I could see a smirk form on his face, I wanted out with him, I don't know why of all times, my body chose to betray me now.

And damn if his words weren't true, his findings were all positive. I was still in thought when he dragged his hands roughly from my neck, down to my shoulder blades.

He rested his hands there, he started going slowly down, he flattened his hands from my chest and gave my breast a smoldering touch.

My nipples had gone all perked out, I just stayed still, without warning his hands went to my thighs, he rested it there.

He curled his two fingers as he thrusted them into my damn wet soaked core, I bit my lip trying to muffle a sound that intendee coming out as a moan.

He pinched my clit, and looked up at my face, "Have you ever been hand fisted in your pussy?", he asked.

My eyes flew open immediately, I was furious that he wanted to hand fist my vagina with this large callused hands of his.

I was furious, I didn't think I could take it anymore, I decided to spit out my venom on him", Emma told me that you're a cold-hearted pyscho, and a sick bastard.

I still regret why I never found out about the psycho part of you", I snickered.

He snorted and said, "Do you really know what it means to be cold-hearted, do you know what it means to be psycho, do you know what it takes to be a bastard.

No, no, no, I haven't been called such vulgar names", he said.

I was so bent on making him mad at me, I thought when I make him mad or say something no one has said to him, it will make him furious and he would angrily leave.

I was wrong, but I had to keep trying,"you know what you're doing is sick right, all your moves, your actions, your future thoughts and your past thoughts of what you were going to do to me and what you're still going to do to me, are all sick right?", I retorted.

I saw him suck at his teeth, I knew he had gotten furious.

"You just made a point which I have come to realise, I am a sick bastard and a psycho", he said blankly.

"Why can't you just forget all what happened in you house and forget it never happened", I said.

"You know why?, Because I can't, you're making me feel things I don't want to feel, you're making me painfully aroused, I can't even control myself anymore", he stated.

"So are you trying to say it's my fault, how does it concern me?", I asked

"Enough of the questions, I know you're only trying to buy yourself some time", he guessed right tho.