The Story of Blood and Roses Chapter 144

"Get off me," I swatted at his chest as he grinned .
"No . " He shook his head as he leaned into me and gave my lips a quick peck .
"Stop being a petulant, overgrown mob boss . " His eyes narrowed considerably, but his smile stayed on his lips . He pulled my legs around his hips so that my legs were wrapped around him .
"You're in love with me, baby . . . " he snickered as I groaned . "You can't resist me," he cooed .
"You're a dirty old man, Anthony . " I rolled my eyes . A gasp escaped me midway as he pushed into me .
"Ten times, baby . This old man made you come ten times tonight . I didn't hear you complaining then," he teased . Each swivel of his hip made me clutch onto him tighter .
"I wonder when your balls will shrivel and fall off," I muttered under my breath . "I mean, all this abuse must have taken a toll on the poor thing . "
"He is in no way poor, my kitten . He's satiated but greedy . " He licked my jaw salaciously . Shivering, I pulled him closer . "He wants you," he declared . His steady pace faltered for a bit when I moaned into his ears .
"God, what you do to me . . . " his shaky breath resonated within me .
"I love you," he whispered before he renewed his ministrations .
"I know," I choked . My breath caught in my throat as I felt him pushing deeper, right into that spot . It made my legs shake . My legs ached . I needed to free them and put them somewhere stable .

"No," he growled . He pulled my legs over his hips again, slipping in deeper .
"Please," I whimpered as he pulled me closer to ecstasy . It was almost painful . The look on his face told me that he felt the same .
"Tell me you love me," he pleaded . I shook my head, faltering, unable to perform any cognitive function apart from grinding mindlessly into him .
"Say it . " He gritted his teeth together and slammed into me harder, never letting me fall over the edge . He measured his thrusts as kept me on the brink .
"I don't love you . " There . How do you like that?
He stopped all of a sudden .
His eyes hardened as he scrutinized my face .
"You're a good liar, my kitten, but I am a master tormentor . " He slid into me again but never moved . Deep inside, I could feel him shift his hip to different angles until he was there . . . pressing up into that magical spot with a delicious amount of pressure . He let my foot go . He knew well that I wouldn't let go . . . I was too close to coming to let him go . His fingers found my clit . He didn't move them . He just kept them there, pressing hard . The sensation would have made me burst .
I felt full .
I needed to let go .
He wouldn't let me .

When did he acquire such command over your body?
"Please . . . " I begged . He shook his head .
"I know you love me . Say it . "
"Don't make me, please . " I might have cried at that moment . How can I want him so much after ten rounds? "Michael, please . . . " his eyes softened immediately .
"Tell me, please . . . " he whispered .
"I can't . "

"Why not?" The pain in his voice shot through me .
"I-" I couldn't say it . I just couldn't . He knew it, but he just . . . he never let it go .
I felt him move . Surprised, I opened my eyes . I hadn't even realized that I had squeezed them close .
"It's okay . . . " He cradled my face and pulled out . Sucking in a breath, I succumbed to him again, moving with him . "Watch," he commanded, caressing my face . I let out a whimper before following his orders .
Shocks rippled through my body as I stared .
"God," I threw my head back .
Three months of this .
Every night .
Every day .
It never ceased to shock me .
I remembered the reflection of us . . . thinking that we looked good together . We did look good together .
But this was only for our own eyes .
He breathed in harmony .
Chaos reigned as he chased the end .
His honeyed voice helped me through the darkness .
My lashes fluttered as I focused on his face again .
A lazy smile came over his face as he collapsed on top of me .
I stroked his hair gently as he breathed on my chest . His hot breath made my heart stutter and pulse .
"Someday," he whispered . It was a reverent promise .
"Someday," I told him . It was no assurance . Just a fact . I would tell him . . . it was too soon . Three months was too short . . . I couldn't let him know yet .
"I love you . " I gulped and then sighed .
This was it .
I wanted nothing more .
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