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A few minutes later,Sebastian strolled back naked to the bedroom and handed me a glass of water. I was exhausted, sore, and pretty much blown away by what he did to me. He was a true beast in the bedroom and I was a little embarrassed that I couldn’t really return the favor. I was totally inexperienced, but I wanted him to teach me everything. It felt good when he was pleased with me.
After that, he grabbed my hand and told me that we were going to shower together. He switched on the water but instead of washing me, he fucked me against the shower wall. It was wet, blissful, and I climaxed three more times before he insisted that he needed to wash my hair.
My limbs were numb and I was exhausted, but very satisfied. If this was what marriage was then I never wanted to be single again.
In the early afternoon, his phone rang. We were in the kitchen and he was feeding me strawberries while I sat on the counter. Looking none too happy, he picked up the call anyway, making the appropriate responses to whoever was on the other end of the line while I touched him in all the inappropriate places.
“I will be there right away,” he muttered into the phone and then, I knew this was the end of our fun together, at least for this evening. He hung up and kissed me on the lips. “We need to go to the club. Marcus is there. Put on something sexy, but not overly flashy. We are leaving in fifteen minutes.”
With a frown, I hopped off the kitchen counter. Sebastian slapped my ass pretty hard when I was heading to the room.
“Hey,” I complained.
“Shut up and go change, otherwise I would have no choice but to fuck you here again and we both know I cannot be late today,” he snarled.
I ran to the bedroom now, because I had no doubt he meant what he said.
Obviously, this meeting was very important to him. His deal was finally going though and we needed to get to the club as soon as possible. I chose the short red dress and medium height heels. I still couldn’t walk in the high ones, so this was a pretty good compromise.
When I stepped out of the bedroom, I felt confident and sexy for the first time ever. I was exhausted from all that fucking, my pussy was sore, but Sebastian got me all excited again.
I walked to the living room wondering if I overdressed. He was waiting for me in the hallway wearing a black suit. Damn, he looked handsome.
When I approached him, his eyes took in my appearance and his expression tightened instantly. I thought he would like this dress, but maybe not? Then, a split second later, he pushed me against the wall and gripped my throat tightly with his hand.
“What the fuck do you think you’re wearing? This dress is too short,” he growled, lowering his gaze to my cleavage. A cold shiver moved down my spine. I tried to swallow, but I couldn’t. He gripped my neck so tight, it felt like he was going to suffocate me.
“A dress,” I managed to choke out. The thing was in my wardrobe, which meant Jordan had brought it over and he must have approved it. How was I supposed to know that I wasn’t meant to wear it? I really didn’t like this but at the same time, all of a sudden, I was so aroused. His hard gaze was focused on my tits.
Then, he exhaled sharply.
“Fucking brat. You were supposed to be taught a lesson when you were almost choking on my cock earlier on. I won’t be able to keep my hands off you with that fucking dress and every damn man there will stare at you,” he spat, his hand still tight around my throat.
For a second, I truly thought he was going to strangle me. I needed air, my lungs burned, and I couldn’t speak. Panic filled me. Then, he had his hand under my dress, creeping so close to the hem of my lace panties.
He touched my wetness, dipping his finger inside me. I thought I was going to come apart just from the fact that I couldn’t get any air inside my lungs and the way he way his finger explored my pussy at the same time.
My heartbeat quickened and my vision became blurry. I was choking as he rubbed my clit, his expression hard and calculating.
“Good wifey, I’m going to choke you if you won’t behave.” He pushed two fingers inside me then and finally, let go of my throat.
I wheezed, drenched with sweat when he withdrew his fingers. I lifted my head to find Sebastian staring at me. Then, he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked me off his fingers. I flushed, feeling the exhilarating throbbing between my legs and the sudden ache for some release.
This was so hot and dangerous at the same time. So painful. I thought I was going to die, but I got off on that pain and wanted more. This had to be the most fucked up feeling I’d ever experienced.
31
Marinka
We gotto the club around twenty minutes later. Sebastian held my hand the entire time after he helped me get out of the car. I had to sit at the back while he was talking to Pedro in the front. I couldn’t really hear what they were talking about and I didn’t think it was anything interesting.
“Andreas is downstairs by the bar if you need him. Just wait in my office. There is a laptop there that you can use. My meeting with Marcus shouldn’t take long,” he said once we got to the first floor.
The club wasn’t too busy today. Besides, it was still early afternoon. I spotted a few customers at the bar, chatting away with several blondes. It seemed no one liked wasting time in Chicago.
Sebastian walked me to his office, then kissed me hard and left me there, breathless and very turned on. I really wanted to be at that meeting, but he hadn’t introduced me to Marcus yet, so I didn’t want to impose too much.
I flushed as the scene from the time when I’d almost ruined his deal with the Italians flashed through my memories. He’d asked me to get on the pool table, then proceeded to punish me by slapping my ass and caressing me intimately. What happened earlier in the hallway, back in his penthouse, only confirmed that he liked playing games.
