Chapter 338: 338/ Savage Desires and the Collapse of Hatred
Chapter 338:
Jake’s POV
I froze in my place entirely like an idol at the threshold of the door, and I felt the muscles of my jaw contract with extreme violence and stiffen like iron as I witnessed the exposing, exciting, and sudden sight lying before me over the bedding. Damn this scene... I was not in need of a supernatural intelligence or intuition to understand precisely what was occurring here in this room; the short black silk robe raised over her thighs with a blatant arousal, her sweaty body writhing with a spasm and hunger, her hand which she had pulled back in dread, her fingers wet with wetness, and the raspy, panting moans that were escaping from between her lips trembling with hot panting just counted seconds before my entry.
She was masturbating with madness and urgency by herself over the mattress, and the liquor bottle thrown beside her explained this total absence of awareness and separation from reality. In fact, I had come to her cursed room at this late hour only to provoke her and disturb her serenity as usual, but I did not expect, by the Lord of heaven, to find her in this highly raging physical condition.
I passed my sharp blue looks very slowly along the length of her semi-naked body exposed before me, and I felt a sudden, blazing, and violent heat strike my veins and flow crazily in my blood, despite the blind hatred and the intense aversion I carry in my heart for this woman complicated with old complexes.
Curse this timing! I couldn’t prevent my cursed mind from conjuring the old bathroom incident with all its details, and how she was lying naked on the floor for her enchanting image to be strictly imprinted in my memory, refusing to leave me no matter how much I attempted. Now... the sight of her in this shameful and lustful position made the blind pride and masculine vanity explode inside me with ferocity.
I twisted my lips, sketching a sarcastic, cunning smile filled with open defiance, and took a wide, heavy, and steady stride toward the inside. I closed the wooden door behind me with a light kick from the heel of my shoe to shut it tightly, saying in a deep, low tone overflowing with mockery and belittlement:
"Get out? And miss out on witnessing this highly hot and entertaining show for myself, Julie?"
I advanced toward the bed with swaggering, highly slow paces, my eyes consuming with greed the lines of her face glowing with exposing crimson and sweat, and I tracked my speech with a provoking confidence:
"So... the movements of the early morning and your sight of my body naked in the hallway were not merely a passing and bad accident for you as you claimed... it appears that the sight of my massive dick has been carved deeply in your mind, to an extent that made you shudder with lust and writhe over the bedding with this madness to extinguish your raging fire with your trembling fingers!"
Her eyes widened with shocking terror and absolute dread the moment she heard my words. She attempted with desperation to shroud her chest, throbbing under the silk robe, with trembling and feeble fingers, shouting in a panting, disconnected, and raspy voice in which the tears of oppression interlaced with the numbness of the heavy alcohol:
"This... this is never true, you base, lying, and depraved scoundrel! You are certainly delusional and sick... I loathe you and hate seeing your filthy face!"
I released a faint and sarcastic laugh, bending my towering torso and the breadth of my shoulders toward her slowly and with leisure until my cold, provoking breaths slashed the skin of her neck ignited with hot sweat. I fixed my eyes to hers with power, saying in a dominant, harsh tone accepting neither discussion nor retreat:
"Cease lying and pretending modesty and honor right now, you ferocious and deceptive cat... your cursed, raging body exposes you with total clarity and screams with its loudest voice that you want me intensely, but your cursed and false pride refuses to confess that you long for my touch."
Julie attempted to open her mouth with momentum to scream and defend herself with highly stammering and disturbed words, but the impact of the strong, intoxicating drink had already taken its full hold of her head and mind. Her thoughts and words began to mix in a suspicious and shocking manner, and her eyes appeared completely lost due to my suffocating and confusing closeness to her at this moment, making her completely helpless to construct one useful or understood sentence to respond to my explicit accusation of her.
I witnessed her blatant, overwhelming helplessness and the lostness of her senses due to drunkenness, so my palm extended with momentum and a stormy boldness to grip with power the edge of the wooden bedframe. I approached with my entire massive body toward her with cunning until I almost adhered to her hot, glowing skin to cut off her air.
Julie retreated with her head to the rear, embedding it over the pillow with real dread and shock when my massive body besieged her from every direction. She attempted with her trembling and weak limbs to push my hard chest with a spasm and extreme helplessness by the effect of the drink’s numbness traveling through her bones; her strikes or pushes to my chest were nothing but feeble, weak, and useless pushes that in reality increased my rampant desire to take revenge on her, and humiliate her pride and vanity which had long provoked me and raged in my face.
In the beginning, I didn’t intend to touch her indeed or approach her in this manner; the mutual hatred and aversion between us are much larger than that. But the sight of her in this weakness, brokenness, and lostness ignited inside me a rampant and harsh desire to frighten her and delude her that I would do something obscene to her to break her cursed vanity completely and make her beg me.
I continued approaching her with my solid torso, my eyes gleaming with threat and cunning malice, exploiting her helplessness and the swaying of her thoughts due to the drunkenness. I extended my massive, hot palm slowly and with extreme craftiness, passing my fingers with deliberate harshness and boldness around her hot, sweaty neck, descending with them with extreme leisure that trapped her breaths and aroused her terror toward the prominent, jutting cleavage of her breasts from beneath the short silk robe.
But the moment the rough skin of my palm made contact with that raging, soft warmth at her chest, a cursed, sudden, and shocking shudder and desire traveled through my entire body, making my heartbeat disturb with violence, and I felt a burning heat that almost burned my fingers from the intensity of arousal. I pulled my hand back with speed and snatching as if I had been touched by a real, blazing fire, and my eyes fell on Julie’s blatant agitation.
Her breaths were rapid like a fugitive’s, her lips trembling with lostness and distraction between her intense hatred for me and the impact of the alcohol which had mixed her mind completely and rendered her out of control. She turned to me with shaking features and said in a faint, retreating voice:
"Get away from me... please."
The sight of this confusion of hers and her lostness renewed inside me the desire for fierce defiance and frightening her in a deeper, harsher, and more ferocious manner. I bent my head with a sudden, stormy movement until my lips approached her trembling, hot lips, capturing them in a violent, harsh kiss filled with suppressed desire.
But the major disaster for which I had calculated no account, and the real curse that shook my being and my manhood in that precise second, was that the moment I tasted the hot, exciting nectar of her lips, all my artificial coolness and my wall of hatred collapsed entirely before her storm. I felt that I indeed couldn’t stop at all from sucking them, as if I had drowned by my own will in a cursed and tight trap manufactured by myself from which I would never possess the power to exit tonight.
I screamed in the depths of my soul with a warning, saying:
Get away, Jake, instantly... this madness is enough... enough!
But instead of getting away, I deepened in her kiss in a crazy, savage manner I had never known in myself before in my entire life, and my first desire to frighten and humiliate her transformed into a barbaric, brutal need to devour her lips and bite them with passion.
Her hot, intoxicated breaths were leaking directly into my inside to increase the ignition of the scorching heat and the fire within me. Damn it, I have lost control over my instincts completely and become a slave to this moment! The taste of her lips, hot and blended with the heat and effervescence of the alcohol, began to cancel our minds together without mercy, and I no longer saw before me in this room except this enchanting, exciting feminine body that I had long pretended to loathe and desire to destroy.
A stunned, raspy moan escaped from between Julie’s lips, born from the womb of total lostness and mental distraction. Her mind, numbed by the effect of the drink, was revolving in a hollow cycle of absolute helplessness, and her trembling body surrendered despite her will and her hatred under the weight of my violent, stormy, and sudden kiss that stripped her of all resistance.
Her weak, feeble pushes to my chest vanished gradually, and her trembling fingers transformed in a strange, automatic manner to clinging to the shoulders of my black leather jacket with a spasm and tightness, as if she were searching for a lifebuoy to protect her from the violent dizziness invading her head and uprooting her stability. So she responded to the kiss with an instinctive, mutual momentum that shook my manhood and ignited my desire completely for me to lose my sanity.
I felt that submissive, violent response blended with tears and burning heat between our lips, so my large palm extended with a stormy boldness, insolence, and ferocity to grip tightly upon her slender waist from beneath the short silk robe.
I pressed with the weight of my powerful body over her with stronger, more violent force until her legs wrapped in a spasmodic, instinctive, and lustful manner around my thigh to adhere to me completely.
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