Chapter 88: Controlling(R18)
Carmen
I could feel my heart pounding louder in my chest as I felt him push himself against me, hard enough for me to feel how aroused he was.
"Yes! Yes, I understand!" I hurriedly told him, aware that Nico was absolutely crazy enough to fuck me on the deck of the yacht.
Yes, there was no one around for miles, and the guards were inside on the lower decks, but I was sure that Nico wouldn’t be quiet.
Even if they couldn’t see me, some of the ones closer to the door would still be able to hear.
Sliding my hand against his arm as I lowered my tone, still angry but not enough to let it bleed into my voice.
"I understand, so can you back away? We can do this some other time," I told him, fully prepared to ensure that there was no opportunity for us to be alone again.
Fully intending to put as much distance as I could between us. Was it a good thing that he changed the will? For me, yes. But what was even more worrisome was his ability to plan ahead.
Yes, I was attracted to him, but even now he didn’t know how to lose. It was just how he was wired.
Moreover, sleeping with him already meant that I wouldn’t be able to sleep with anyone else. That much was obvious.
"We should return to the estate..." I began to say, relieved to feel him pull his fingers out of me and his hands out of my shirt.
Slowly, I moved to turn around, only to feel him hold me in place, my eyes widening as I felt him grab my pants and underwear, pushing them down to bare my ass.
The feel of the wind and the warmth of his bare skin against mine was enough to have my heart pounding harder than before.
"Nico!" I hissed under my breath, wanting to turn around, but he didn’t let me. His hand firmly gripping my waist as he pressed himself between my legs.
"Bend over, Carmen," he ordered, spreading my cheeks as he spoke, but I wasn’t about to, only to feel him lift my leg up to the side.
Hating the feeling of the tip of him against my center, and I hated the way my body seemed to anticipate everything he offered.
He knew it too, simply pressing his tip against me, pushing just the tip in as he groaned.
It was all I could do not to gasp in pleasure as he went ahead to thrust himself in one go, deep inside, his hands sliding against my neck, pulling my head to the side as he moved to kiss my lips.
Feather-light as he spoke, pressing me against the railing with him holding one of my legs up as I gripped the railing with him to prevent me from falling over.
"This! You don’t get to call it quits after you agreed," pressing himself deeper against me as I gasped, pleasure racking through me.
He was experienced enough to know exactly what to press against.
"Nico!" I gasped, wanting it to be over as fast as possible. "We’re in public, can you just..." feeling him pull away before thrusting in just as hard enough to cut me off.
"What? Fuck you?"
"Harder? Faster! Use your words, Carmen!" he groaned, and I could tell that he wanted it just as much as I did at that moment.
Neither of us saw any reason to go slow, but he simply wanted me to say it.
Gritting my teeth together, I gasped it out, "Both!" feeling him grab my waist as he began to do as I asked before I was done speaking.
His thrusts were fast and just hard enough to make my head spin as I gasped, trying to keep my moan in, but clearly he didn’t like that.
Sliding his hands against my chest, baring my breasts as he traced the feel of my nipples, which were already hardened.
"Motherfucker!" I gasped, feeling him fuck me harder than he had to, unless he was trying to make a point.
But I had just cursed him when, without completely pulling away, he turned me around to face him, lifting me up until I was half-seated on the railing as he thrust right back into me.
My hands gripped his shoulders, only to wrap around his neck as his thrusts became much more powerful and intense.
Blue eyes focused on me as he held onto me, even as I gasped, my back arching in pleasure, but it was hard not to moan.
His thrusts were perfect, hitting the very center of me, and I knew I was at the edge. He knew it too as I held onto him tighter.
"Nico!" Feeling him slow down, his face as he chuckled and spoke, whispering right into my ears.
"You’re close, right?" he asked, thrusting sharply into me as I clung to him, his thrusts slower but just as hard.
"From how tightly you’re holding on to me, clearly you’re interested," he continued, and I didn’t care how he could still speak as my eyes fluttered closed even as I felt my climax overwhelm me.
My toes curling in pleasure as I felt him increase his pace sharply, his hard, pulsing cock sliding against my walls as I gasped in pleasure, feeling myself spasm against him.
He came just as fast, feeling him empty himself inside of me as he groaned in pleasure, pulling me closer as he simply embedded himself inside of me with a sigh of satisfaction on his lips.
"If you ever sleep with anyone else besides me, I’ll have their head," I heard him say, and I knew he meant it—something I absolutely hated.
Because powerful men like him and my father thought they could have everything they wanted and control everyone around them.
To him, this was simply just sex. But as long as he had me, no one else could.
I could still feel him inside of me as I responded, pushing him away to put my legs on the ground, but he didn’t yield.
"So you won’t sleep with others?" I asked, knowing the answer, only to frown as I heard him respond.
"...Why would I? As long as I’m thoroughly satisfied with you!"
