HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN

The ride back to the mansion was filled with tension—the sexual kind. I couldn't wait for us to get home; I wanted him so badly. I had to do everything to keep myself from jumping on him at the restaurant.

As soon as we got home and into our room, my body was slammed against the wall with my lips on his. His lips let mine, moving down to my neck and shoulder blade as he sucked, making my breath heretical.

His lips pressed on mine again, devouring them in soft kisses. My hands wrapped around his neck while he bit softly on my lips. I pulled away, trailing kisses on his clothed chest, my hands on his neck, moved to rest on his hips.

I knelt down in front of him and hurriedly unbuckled his belt, dipping his pants down. He groaned when I grabbed hold of his cock. I gave it a hard squeeze, using a bit more strength, causing him to wince in pain as he stared down at me, stunned.

“ cheat on me again, and I would make sure i have your dick cut off as a trophy decoration. Am i understood.” My