Chapter 6
Sebastian
Gianna scoffs, crossing her arms. The motion raises the swell of her breasts, and my eyes follow before she realizes and drops them.
“You did that for a reaction? You filed a restraining order against my boyfriend under my name for a fucking reaction?” Her voice is lower now and she tilts her chin up.
“I did it for several reasons, but I knew it would draw you to me.” I smirk, leaning forward.
I wonder if she notices how much I control her.
She mimics every movement. She steps back, putting useless distance between us.
“You wouldn’t be able to help yourself. You would need to come and see if it was true, and then your curiosity would make you ask how I accomplished it. ”
Her eyebrows draw together and I can see the tremble of her chin, knowing she’s chewing the inside of her cheek. “I’m sure this is illegal. The same way you got fake birth control to replace my real ones in college.”
“The placebo pills are far from illegal. It’s as legitimate as the restraining order I had placed on him,” I tell her, licking my lips as she glares at me.
“Make it go away, Sebastian.” She shakes her head. “This is childish and he doesn’t deserve this.”
“I don’t give a fuck about him,” I say, anger making my voice cold and harsh. “You’re lucky I didn’t put him in an early grave for even fucking touching you.”
Gianna’s face pales, her hands shaking. “Please don’t kill him.”
I close my eyes to calm myself, rubbing my thumb over my bottom lip before looking at her again. She might think she cares about him, but I know she doesn’t, and I’m going to prove it to her. “What are you willing to do so I don’t?”
“W-what?” she rasps out. I can see her pulse quickening from the jump in her throat. I’ve got her right where I want her, and I almost smile, but I keep my face stern.
“You want to bargain for his life? What are you offering?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” she says, chin quivering.
I take a step forward and her body tenses. “You do, baby,” I taunt her, taking a few more steps until I stand in front of her, a breath away. “Get on your knees, Gianna.”
Her pupils dilate and her lips part before her small tongue flicks behind her teeth and she draws in a breath. She doesn’t look away as she slowly lowers herself to the floor, tucking her feet under her ass.
“Take me out,” I command, my stomach tensing as I wait for her to obey.
Gianna swallows and looks down at the bulge in my pants, her shaking hands brushing against me as she fumbles to unbutton and pull the zipper down.
Her fingers wrap around my hard length, and I bite back a groan at the warmth of her touch as she pushes my pants down to pull me completely out.
“I see you still follow directions so well,” I tell her, my hand coming to push back one side of her hair and tuck it behind her ear. She looks up at me with contempt and I smirk. “You know what to do, love. Suck my cock like you used to, like my own personal whore.”
Her breath hitches and I can see her thighs squeeze as her attention falls back down. She strokes me before leaning over and giving my head a tentative lick.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Don’t fucking tease me, or I’ll force it down your throat until you can’t breathe.”
Gianna pauses and I reach down, gathering her hair at the back of her neck and tilting her face up. “Do you want that?”
She’s silent for a few seconds, debating before she shakes her head and I let go of her.
She pulls me into her mouth, stroking the base of my shaft, and my fists clench as the fire gathers in my spine and my load threatens to blow already.
Fuck, it’s been so long. So long since I’ve felt the wet warmth of her perfect little mouth.
Her small tongue sweeping under the tip of my dick has me closing my eyes briefly, and she moves a hand to squeeze my balls.
Needing to look at her again, I reach down to run a knuckle down her cheek and moan as she pulls me farther in with a strong suck.
“Fuuuck.” I put a hand on her head, not limiting her movement as I slowly thrust in and out of her mouth. “Just like that. So fucking good.”
My dick swells harder at the warmth of her mouth. He knows he’s found his way home. The pleasure wouldn’t be the same if it was another woman on her knees before me. Gianna owns more than just my thoughts, even if she doesn’t realize it.
I wish I could prolong this moment but I’ve been struggling to hold back since the minute she lowered to the floor.
I grab her face and she looks up, knowing what’s going to come next, and she puts her hands on my hips as I thrust as far as I can.
As soon as I reach the back of her throat and feel the clench of her muscles while she gags, I come with a groan, forcing her to swallow as I hold her in place.
She does it like the good girl she fucking is and I pull out.
She gasps for breath, wiping away some drool and cum on her chin.
I’m panting just as hard as I tuck my dick back into my pants and she stands.
The flush of her cheeks tells me she’s as affected as I am.
If I didn’t know it would push her too far, I would bend her over my desk and fuck her until she’s walking out of here with a limp.
Instead, I’ll have to leave her with another gift that will hurt just as much.
“If you love Jeremy”—I scowl at the bitter taste of his name in my mouth—“as much as you claim to, you wouldn’t get on your knees for another man.”
Her eyes flash with shame and I don’t catch her hand quick enough as she slaps me. The resounding smack echoes in the silence and I rub my cheek. She always had a strong swing.
“Fuck you, Sebastian,” she says.
“Perhaps next time.”
Gianna spits on the floor near my feet, shoving the contract off the desk before moving toward the door as her eyes start to redden, and I know tears will soon follow. “Stay away from me.”
“You came to me,” I say, moving to sit at my desk as I lean back. “You dropped to your knees without argument. Stop fighting this, Gianna. You belong to me and you know it.”
She storms out of my office, slamming the door behind her.
I smile and pick up the discarded papers off the floor, straightening them as I chuckle to myself.
Nico surpassed all expectations by pulling this off.
I know he used a personal favor from a judge to get it to go through.
I’m sure I’ll have to repay him tenfold, but after that little encounter, there isn’t anything I’m not willing to do or pay to make her mine.