Chapter Twenty-Seven
Devious
A fter I have my meeting with my men, I remove my tie and head upstairs to the bedroom. Once I enter, I hear the shower running, and Roselyn’s cherry blossom body soap lingers in the air, causing my dick to harden. I had a long day, and I could use some good head and some sleep. I remove my clothes, tossing them into the basket. Then I stroll to the bathroom. I lean against the marble counter, watching her bathe herself.
When she was kidnapped, I realized I wanted to keep Roselyn as mine, and I like her a lot. When I told her I didn’t care about our marriage, it was a fucking lie. I do care about her, and I care about this marriage. Yes, she was a debt and, technically, she’s my prisoner because she tried to kill me, but I’m not going to lie, I’ve been obsessed with her from the beginning. I’m never going to let her go, ever. I don’t deserve her anyway, but she’s mine. I’ve never been with a woman who treated me right, and I realize what I had with Shelby wasn’t love, that the only reason why I held on to her was because I didn’t want to be alone. My relationship with Roselyn is different.
I watch her turn the knob on the faucet, and she grabs a towel from the rack behind her. She pats herself dry then steps out of the shower. Her breath hitches when she sees me, and she places her hand over her heart.
“Devious. You scared me.”
Her fucking smile makes me melt like butter. I shouldn’t want this woman, but I do. I fucking do. I’ve never wanted to keep a woman as much as I want to now.
Her eyes are colored with concern. “Is everything okay? Did you find the person who paid that guy to kidnap me?”
Ignoring her question, I stomp up to her, and she steps back, rubbing her back against the glass shower door. I grip her chin. I don’t know if she’s in the mood for sex, despite just being sexually assaulted, so I don’t push it. I crave the need to be inside of her pussy, but I sidestep her. I told her that I will only ask for permission one time, but I’m not going to take from her because of what happened earlier.
We’ll fuck on her terms. I might be a cold son of a bitch, but I don’t want to be cruel to her. She deserves better than me, but I don’t care.
Her gaze peers down at my hard dick then back at me. She wraps her arms around my neck, and she kisses me on my lips. It shocks the shit out of me because she usually never initiates any affection toward me.
“Fuck me, please.” Her voice is soft and lovely to my ears.
“Are you sure? Afte—”
“I want to erase tonight. Please, fuck me, I need you,” she begs.
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I scoop her in my arms, and I set her on the counter, lining my dick with her entrance. She moans as I slide my dick inside of her, and she digs her nails into my skin. Her pussy squeezing me. She’s tight.
“Fuck, nymph. You’re so tight.”
I yank her wet hair hard, and she smiles at me and looks down, watching my dick sliding in and out of her. No chasing her in the woods, no tying her up to the bed and fucking her senseless, just easy sex.
Any type of fucking feels good with her.
“Fuck, Roselyn. Your pussy is squeezing the life out of my dick.”
“Harder, please,” she moans.
I kiss her as I fuck slowly and raw. With my hand still in her hair, I yank hard, sucking on her neck. No doubt she’s going to have a hickey.
“Who do you belong to?”
She swallows around her whimpers, closing her eyes.
“I asked you a question, Mrs. Vitali, and I expect an answer. Who do you belong to?”
“You. I’m all yours.”
“That’s right. You’re mine. Always will be.”
Damn right she is, and I’m going to remind her every day for the rest of our lives.
I fuck her hard against the counter until she screams my name, then I lean down and lick her nipples as her hand goes to my hair, yanking hard.
“Lick my dick clean, Mrs. Vitali. I want you to taste how good you are around my dick.”
With wide eyes, she drops to her knees onto the gray marble floors, licks the head of my dick, and I jerk a little. I grab her by the hair and push her forward on my dick, causing her to gag. I can only be gentle for so long.
“Suck the head, nymph.” I place her small hand on my shaft as she pumps up and down, sucking hard.
I throw my head back, and my balls ache as I feel the pre-cum dripping from the tip. I look down, watching tears gather in her eyes and drool dribble down her chin, her lips turning a bee-stung red. She’s so beautiful on her knees before me, worshipping my dick like I’m her god. The tip of my dick tingles, and my balls tighten.
“I’m going to come, sweetheart.”
I shove farther in her mouth, but it makes her suck even harder. Such a good fucking girl for me.
“Fuck,” I say, as my cum shoots in her pretty mouth and she swallows it.
She gets up from the floor and looks into my eyes.
“There is something I want to show you.”
I follow her into the bedroom, and she goes into our walk-in closet, pulling out a ski mask. The eyes and the mouth are X’d out.
“Where did you get this?”
“From Marla. I told her to go on Amazon and order it because I don’t have access to the internet.”
I lean down, kissing her forehead, not understanding why she’s giving me this.
“I’ll give you access to the internet and a phone.”
Her eyes light up like Christmas lights. “Really?”
I’ll have a tracking device on her phone so she can’t run far even if she wanted to. There isn’t any escape from me.
I nod, cocking my eyebrow. “What do you want me to do with this mask?”
Her cheeks turn a pale pink, and she rocks on her heels. “I want you to wear it and chase me around the woods, then fuck me.”
I stroke my knuckles across her cheeks. “Is this part of your rape fantasies?”
“Yes. If you don’t want to do it, then it’s okay. It was a stupid idea.” She tucks her hair behind her ears, embarrassment coloring her face. “I should have known better than to ask. When I told one of my ex-fiancés about it, he laughed and said it was childish.” She shrugs her shoulders. “But like I said, if you don’t want to, if you think it’s silly…”
I grip her chin so she gazes at me. “Look at me, Roselyn. Your idea isn’t stupid, and it isn’t cool to kink shame. If you want me to do it, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything you want me to do, babe. Put some clothes on, and I’ll give you a head start.”
She smiles and rushes to the drawer, puts on a pair of jogging pants and a tank top, combs her wet hair into a bun, and she runs out of the door. Once she’s out of view, I throw on some clothes and put the mask on, then I follow behind her.
Roselyn
I run out of the mansion and into the woods, hiding behind a boulder. Devious has given me everything I wanted, and I’m so thankful for him. After I was kidnapped, it made me realize that he does care about me, and he wants this relationship. I’m not just a warm hole for him to fuck. I’m choosing to stay with him for now . I had every opportunity to run when Aiden ushered me to the vehicle after they rescued me from that shitbag, but I decided to stay with him. It’s safer with him than it is out there. I’m not saying that I want a serious relationship with him, but he makes me feel safe, and I haven’t felt that way in a very long time.
I hear a twig snap under a boot, and I get up and see Devious wearing the mask I had ordered. I thought for sure he was going to shame me for wanting him to live out my rape fantasy. He runs after me, grabbing me by the arm. He grips my chin and slides a hand beneath my sweatpants. I try to slap him, but he grabs my hand and slides my pants down before shoving his dick inside of me. He feels so good between my legs that I let out a whimper. I feel him stretching me as I wrap my legs around him. He fucks me against the tree, and my back aches. I want to be his. I want to be so consumed with him that it hurts.
“Mine,” he whispers in my ear.
“Yours,” I moan. “Please, Devious, harder.”
He lets me go and spins me around to face the tree, and he slips back inside of me, gripping my hips and fucking me until there are tears in my eyes. Just how I like it.
Several minutes later, he pulls out, and I feel warm cum all over my back.
“You’re mine, and I’m never going to let you go.”
Deep down, I’m hoping he won’t.