Chapitre 14: Chapter 14 - Bastard...

Mona's POV:

“YOU! MOTHERFUCKER! YOU! DON’T! DO! THIS! TO! ME!”

He has grabbed me from the chair and lifted me on him, placing me on my desk on my ass and trying to kiss me, but I’ve grabbed files from my desk and I’m slamming them on him with my right hand, pushing his chest with my left one. I’ve got a wide desk and I haven’t landed on my coffee or something else as the fucker seems skilled!

He snorts into laughter, the least put off by this, with his left hand wrapped around my waist, and he’s between my legs. I’m feeling his ALL between my fucking legs!

YOU MAKE ME SICK! DEVIL!

“Baby! Ha-ha!”

I don’t stop with the slamming of files on him and attempting to send him off me, but I don’t have a chance with the mountain before me! My heart is in my fucking throat!

He catches the files from my hand and throws them aside on the floor.

“Oh, baby….”

I’m catching my breath, wanting to kill the devil so bad, balling my left hand on his shirt. He’s penetrating me with his drugged stare, displaying a cocky smirk, tightening me on him, wanting to cup my face with his other hand which I slap it off, confronting his stare with my lunatic one, speaking through my teeth.

“Stop disrespecting me, Shawn. I said I don’t want you. I’ll never accept this from you. Let go and leave me alone. NOW!”

He’s in a bull breathing with his glamorous green stare focused on my moving lips. I think he’s out of reason at this point by his stare.

Oh God….

My phone starts ringing on my desk at my left and I move my stare on the display by instinct. I see Brad’s name flashing on it, but no second longer, Bad Boy Fucker cups my face, and his lips crash on mine, unleashing in a wild kiss, trapping me on him. No, he’s not hurting me physically, but he so fucking drives me crazy with all this again! And I do hope he’s not going to fuck me here on my fucking desk! JESUS CHRIST!

I’m going against him, moving my head, pushing him with my hands, trying to do the same with my foot on his thigh, but nothing works. He lays me in his hungry kissing on my back on the desk, pulling me by my left thigh on him, burning me with his body, not stopping his madness on me. The phone is ringing in my ears without breaks.

YOU DEMON! STOP IT! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I HAVEN’T PROVOKED YOU WITH MY ACTIONS TODAY! I DON’T AGREE WITH YOUR BEING IN MY LIFE! Oh…. I have no fucking air and the animal doesn’t stop kissing me…. And feeling me…. And I’m getting so dizzy because of all this….

He’s invested in tasting my mouth, kissing me deep, both breathing in cut breaths and he’s getting hotter, like set on flames on me. My brain is in disruptions and my heart is taking crashing beats against my chest. I’m not the type of girl to do such things as I’m having right now with him. I’m not set like this. If I were, I would have fucked long ago. Temptations has always been around me, but I’ve never been one to get interested in this. I just cut them off and drew the friendship boundaries at most.

The same as this morning, I don’t realize when the shift in me happens, but I find myself relaxing and responding to his kissing, enveloped in his heat, experiencing waves of sensations in my body, perceiving him like I know him since forever. I don’t know how to explain this as it’s weird to even think about it.

You devil….

My heart gets calmer heartbeats, and my brain slows down in nerves. My fingers from my left hand run through his silky hair and my other hand slips down his muscular back, receiving his lunatic heartbeats. I’m doing all this without ability to control. My mind isn’t in control anymore, my body and heart have the reins now.

But no, I don’t agree having sex with him. That’s still a big no.

He’s brushing his lips on mine, studying my eyes. I’m catching my breath, losing myself in his ravishing green eyes, squeezing his hair with my left hand. I’m coming back to my senses.

“I love you, baby….”

“I hate you, baby….” I’m honest.

He smirks, caressing my left cheek with his right hand, kissing the top of my lips.

“Oh yeah?” I nod, narrowing my crazy stare at him, trailing my right hand down his shoulder.

“Oh yeah. Never hated someone as I do you.” My fingers are slipping down on his left cheek. “Underneath all this angelic and perfect looks you have, you’re such a devil, baby.”

He’s kissing my forehead and I force myself not to close my eyes. He has such an effect on me nobody has ever had. And he’s the one I hate and embodies my main enemy…. Fuck….

“My baby….”

Son of a bitch….

“Get off me.”

He’s resting his forehead on mine, breathing with heaviness, staring into my eyes with darker shades of green, showcasing a cheeky smile, caressing my right thigh.

I can’t stand you, babe….

“Never, baby….” And he presses his lips against mine, thrusts his tongue in my mouth, searching mine for another roll of hot kissing, rapturing my being.

Oh…. He’s breaking me bit by bit in such a short amount of time…. Why? What’s happening to me? Why this fucker? God…. FUCK!

A wave of heavy dizziness hits my head, halting my breath for a second or two and I push his chest, breaking our kiss. He takes me on my ass as I’m probably pale from what I’m having. I’m with my hands squeezing his shirt on his chest, shaking my head and taking deep breaths as my vision wants to take the hit of darkness.

No, no, no…. Not again….

“Baby? What’s the matter? You feel sick again?” I’m opening and closing my eyes, having cut breaths, losing my balance, but sustained by him. He’s brushing my hair, feeling my face. Worry is present in his voice, but I can’t see him as my vision is getting a clench and turns blurry.

“I’m….” I swallow as my mouth gets dry. “Not feeling too well lately….” I’m panting and icy shivers run down my spine, embracing my body in coldness. My heart is beating between my chest and neck at once.

I don’t realize I’m speaking to him like this, leaving aside my hatred for him, like we know each other since forever and I trust him. Don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me letting my guard down like this with him. Not even with Brad whom I know for years have I ever let him come close to me. But with Bad Boy Fucker, everything happens with light speed, and I’m between states with him. I hate him and I feel safe with him at the same time. Does that make any sense? I’m going crazy it seems….

“Getting dizzy again, love?”

I nod, shivering in body.

He takes me in his arms, rubbing my back, while I’m wrapping my arms around his waist, under his suit jacket, resting my head on his chest, needy of his heat to get warm. He sighs, kissing the crown of my head.

“You kill me with that, baby…. We need to consult my doctors from here. I’ll take you to the best to see what’s happening to you. It’s not normal. You didn’t hit your head in that accident to have this…. It worries the hell out of me….”

What? Oh. Dad told him about the accident when I spoke to him last month…. But dad doesn’t know about my dizziness…. He doesn’t lie he’s hell worried about me. His heartbeats are spiking…. I don’t fucking know anymore…. But I get a soothing air from him for what I’m having….

I’m shutting my eyes, breathing with difficulty, concentrating on recovering myself.

“It’s just you, breaking my nerves…. Since last night, I’m in disruptions because of everything with you…. I don’t find you guilty for what happened with the companies, as it’s not your fault. But for what you’ve done with forcing me to marry you and doing all you did today…. I hate you so much for it….”

He’s tightening me in his arms, kissing my head, cupping the back of my head.

But it feels so good in your arms…. Bastard….

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