Chapter 09- Punishment

Lust consumed me. Anger fills my heart and the determination to beg in disagree with Major. Sullivan’s remarks fuel my mind to prove him wrong. I wasn’t young for him. I wasn’t young for all of the sexual tensions that we are feeling.

Fuck! I am too sexually frustrated.

Rummaging through my fathers’ study room, I’ve stopped in front of his table to make a proposition. Like an elegant and mature daughter of the president, I’ve assumed the seat and cross my legs before straightening my back and fixing my hair. Major. Sullivan’s eyes observe me but I didn’t care about his presence.

I needed to prove a point. The president observes me before he leans on his chair and started to listen.

“Invite some of your prospects in your political marriage agenda.”

His mouth opens because of the words that came out of my mouth. A cough makes both of us to look at the bodyguard’s side. Major. Sullivan’s fiery eyes told me that he wasn’t happy by what he heard.

“ Sure! Instantly. Good decision, Amara.”

Father clapped before he calls on the phone and that’s my cue to get out of his study area. I just hopes that he invites someone who’s older….probably at the age of 30? So, I can prove a point to Major. Sullivan.

“ What do you think you’re doing?!” he asked roughly as soon as we reached the hallway. Neo and Kleo, the two other bodyguards whistle making him look at them but immediately, they pretended to look at the ceiling.

I scoffed and cross my arms. “ To prove you a point.”

“ What fucking point?!” he growls before he pushed me in the wall. The two other bodyguards closed their eyes and slowly walks away, guarding the entrance. His rough hand slides through my waist and my mouth hangs open, feeling the roughness.

I stop myself and composed my mind before I push him away. “ You told me, I was young. I will prove to you that I wasn’t.”

His eyes observe my lips before he leans forward. Kissing me there, punishing me, and stopping whatever I am about to say.

The luscious lips of my own bodyguard and wet kisses make me moan. I am too sexually frustrated that his punishing kisses make me wet. I am lost in lust, only for him to bite my lower lips.

“ Ah!” I shouted as soon as I taste the rusty flavor of my own blood. He looks angry at me until what he did stop all of my inhibitions. His tongue cleans the blood out of my lips and he licks it under his heavy breathing.

“ Remember this. One day, I will punish you and make you suffer like how I am feeling right now.” He licks his lips one more time before he observed my body.

Suddenly, his rough hand cups my fully-clothed pussy. “ I will fuck you hard ‘till this part can only remember the feeling of my dick insides.”

His words make me stopped and succumb to his presence. He smirks at my reaction, fully satisfied until he cruelly leaves me there hanging for his touch.

The journey to go to my room and change into more comfortable clothes wasn’t easy. My knees are still trembling from the sensation that he gave me. A knock on the door stopped me from combing my hair, one last look, and I strode the hallway to meet the visitors. Major. Sullivan is scowling right behind me causing me to stop in my tracks.

“ What is glaring about?!” I asked in a controlled voice. His eyes roam in my body until it stops at the bare skin of my cleavage.

“ Turn around.” I thought he was talking to me until his eyes landed on Neo and Kleo, they obliged and turned around.

A squeal get out of my tongue when his hand grasped my breast. “Fucking showing this to them?” he mimics with a hard voice.

“ Try and I will punish you hard.” My smirk widens and a grin appeared on my lips before I caress his hand still touching my breast.

“ I thought I am too young for this Major?” my sweet voice torments him until he growls right beneath my ear. He strode out of the door and I cannot contain my laugh.

He loses control. “ You made him angry, madam,” Neo commented at me. I only laugh at his remarks before I walk into the living room and saw what I needed for this day.

My father is talking to the hottest prime minister in Asia. I know him, of course. He’s always in magazines. At the age of 30, he wins the heart of the people and he’s hot too. Too hot to be a political person.

“ Amara, come here.”

The president’s called me and I obliged. Instantly, the prime minister flashes a seductive smile and offers his hand.

“ Mr. Prime Minister,” I’ve remarked before shaking his hands. He laughs at what I said but I notice how his eyes landed on my breast. The dress that I am wearing right now is built to emphasize the breast part.

He smirks before he looks at me. “ Ares. You can call me Ares,” he mouthed before we settled in our seats.

“ I am glad that you accept my invitation, Ares,” I said, sipping to the wine and crossing my legs. His eyes follow my movement before he cleared his throat and look at the president, my father.

“ Who am I to decline such a beautiful lady?” he whispers and they laughed. Father and him talked for a moment, about the country and politics until father needed to go in a meeting.

He laughs heartily before he bids goodbye. “I’ll leave you to talk,” he said.

Casually sipping the wine, Ares close the distance between us and move his chair closer. He spreads his arms on the side like he owns the house. His curious and lustful eyes tell me something. His hair is brushed at the back, a typical look for a young politician.

“ So?” I asked, tilting my head and biting the cherry. I requested for the maids to bring fruits to our table.

“ Why are you gulping hard?” innocently, I asked after eating the cherry and wiping my lips. His eyes darken but what’s behind him is overflowing with dark energy. The mighty Major. Levi Sullivan, look at us like he wants to kill us right here, right now.

Ares fixed himself before he drinks wine. “What do you want to talk about?” he asked all of the sudden. Even his voice sounded like a political, a businessman to be exact.

A naughty idea popped out of my head. I bend to the table, enough for my cleavage to come in full view at his perspective. His eyes cannot focus until they landed on my breast. He’s feasting.

“ What do you want to talk about, Mr. Ares?” I asked and slightly wiggles my body to provoke him. He grips the couch and amusement crosses my eyes because of his self-control. He is known for being a serious prime minister. Never had a girlfriend even his age.

He loosens his necktie and he gulps the wine in just one shot.

“ Fuck!” he cursed under his breath before a ringtone stopped our staring contest.

He looks at his phone. “ I needed to answer this,” he said before he excuse himself.

Disappointed, I lean to the couch and decided to just tease the glaring Major. Sullivan. Who told him to guard us here and be angry?

The same trick that I did before. I eat the banana in an erotic way, gulping and licking innocently. He’s just starting but his stares make me shivers.

“ I needed to go, Amara. As much as I want to talk to you and---” he stopped for a second before looking at me eating the innocent banana.

“ I needed to go,” he finishes his sentence and storms out of the room without waiting for my answers. My plans failed but at least I make him hard. I laughed at that thought when I observe the prime minister covering the center of his slacks with his suit.

Acting disappointed, I strode through the hallway and walk to my room. My hand works to undo the button of my dress until an angry man opens the door in a rough way.

“ What?!” I answered still busy with undressing myself. He locks the door and he spun me around until my face landed on the soft mattress. A soft moan leaves my mouth because of the sudden action. His hands gripped my neck, I thought he will choke me but what he did, leaves my mouth open.

He uses his hands to ripped the button out of my dress before he tears them away from my body.

“ Fuck,” he cursed before a hard slap landed on my ass. I growl at the stinging sensation. He stops before he draws circles to my back.

“ Undress for me,” he said before he pushed me to the floor making me land on my knees. The impact was hard but he didn’t mind it at all. He’s angry.

“ Did I make Major, Sullivan, angry?” I said before moving my hips and undressing. He only growls at my remarks.

When I was naked in front of his eyes, he nodded as if he’s satisfied with what he’s seeing.

“ What are you doing?!” shocked, I asked when he grips my waist and trail kisses to my stomach. He slowly kneels down, until the tip of his nose touches my pussy. I can feel his breathing in there.

“ Tasting you.”

He dives right into my pussy, yanking my hips and worshipping me there. I gasped loudly as his sinful mouth spread my folds. I don’t know where to put my hands until I settled to just put it in his head. Pushing him for more, wanting for more of his tongue to devour me. His calloused hands gripped my thighs tightly, making me wince in pain. But when he buries his head deeper in between my thighs, the pain subsided. All I can feel is his skilled tongue and the pleasure of what he’s been doing.

“ Fuck, Major!”

My moans fill the place but he stopped….he fucking stopped. I looked at him annoyed.

“ Levi, moan my name madam.” He demanded before he continues to lick me down there, now much rougher, punishing, and dominating.

I have lost myself and forget my memories.

“ Ah!” I cried when he slipped two fingers inside of me, curling his finger and pumping in and out of me like he’s just playing a fucking game.

I yanked his hair to pull him away.

“ Don’t….Levi…..Ah!”

“ Stop…..it’s too much,” I cried.

He chuckled, but he never lifts his head. He added another finger, this time he pounded aggressively.

“ You’re a slut, madam. The president’s daughter is being fingered by her bodyguard.” He taunted which makes me groan. Fuck! He’s taunting me but I love it. His words, I love every bit of it.

My chest heaved up and down, trying to shove his heady away from me but his muscular arms didn’t falter. One final cry and I jerked. I jerked right into his mouth and he swallows all of it.

Strength leaves my body and I weakly stumble in his arms. “ Was I too rough, madam?” he grins while he asked.

“ Good girls deserve a reward. That was a punishment, though.” He chuckles and patted my head but all I can produce are silent whimpers.