All Chapters of My Contract Husband: One More Day: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It wasn't long before, to my dismay, Monica made another move. I felt her hand gently rest along my thigh. She left it there, but softly squeezed and massaged it to make sure I knew about it. I did my best to push her hand away from me without causing much stirring under the blanket. I was petrified of Vivian knowing what was going on. Even though it was Monica coming on to me… I knew I was fucked if Melissa saw the effect it had on my d*ck. There would be no innocence on my part either.   Maybe five minutes later, Monica's hand slithered up my leg yet again. This time though, she didn't stop until she was at the base of my erection. Like before, she gently pushed into me between my thigh and d*ck, making me squirm under the blanket. I bit my tongue and pushed her away again. Her eyes never left the television, but I could see the small outline of a smirk on her lips. I tried to give her an angry glare, but she ignored me. She's really a witc

Without looking at me, she nearly purred, "Rest, huh? I thought you seemed a little, umm, on edge during the movie… Like the last thing you needed was sleep!" My blood started to boil (and not just from anger). Don't play this game with her! "Uh, look Monica… That was- that was a mistake…" She stopped pouring the cereal and looked at me inquisitively. "Watching the movie…?" Bitch! "No, not- Come on, don't play stupid with me!" Her jaw dropped open and she glared at me incredulously. Then she lowered her eyes and slowly closed her lips. Thoughtfully, she pouted, "I am only nineteen…" I shut my eyes and took a slow breath. Ignore her; don't let her get to you… "Look," I did my best to sound stern, opening my eyes again, "What happened last night, uh… It- nothing like that is going- um, going to happen again." "Hm

She made a pouting noise and looked back at me. "Come on… Show me what- what a bad…" she gave her ass a loud spank and cried a little moan, "…bad girl I've been…" Oh please let me…! "N-no! Get a- get a hold of yourself!" I cried, anxious and desperate. "Mm… Please don't… don't make me beg!" she purred. "I feel like, like such a slut when I- when I beg…" Every time she opened her mouth, I swear my cock screamed a little harder to be let out. There were only two thoughts going through my head at that moment. First: to escape the kitchen and get the holy hell away from Monica. Two: … Drop my pants, grab her hips, and fuck her until I can't hold it anymore. Put them together, and you get one petrified guy who can't move either way. "Kay… Uh- Monica… I'm not- I… I won't do, uh- this with you…" "

"She's like, a total exhibitionist. Once, she wanted to make this boy jealous so she, um…" she trailed off shyly.   I could have tried to let the conversation die right there. I knew she was trying to bate me. I'm not an idiot… Well, actually I guess I am, 'cause I fell for it. "Yeah?" I asked offhandedly.   "Oh, well… There was this guy, Will. He was trying to like, get with Holly, right? And he's totally cute, so she was interested. Anyway, one night at a party, when Holly wasn't there, he totally hit on me! And I was like, what the hell, you know? So I played him on for the night..."   "How surprising," I said deprecatingly. I had given up on the paper by this point and watched her expectantly. My best efforts went into looking her in the eye and not giving her the satisfaction of ogling her chest. &

"What the…!?" I clamped my mouth shut and willed myself to calm down a little bit. I started again, quieter, "Get the fuck out of here!" I cursed. "Calm down," she whispered soothingly, "I just want to know…" My mind was racing. "Know what?" She slipped her arm out of my grip and ran her hand against my d*ck again. "I just wanted to know… How was I?" You can't be serious. I felt a wave of dread wash down my body. By the time it reached my stomach, it turned into something else. I tensed my muscles as I grew even more erect. Monica effortlessly manipulated my d*ck as it happened, causing me to choke back a groan. "Leave!" I managed to hiss. "Come on," she leaned in closer, her face right next to my ear. She whispered so softly that her hot breath was louder than her words, "Did I beg? Scream? Pout?" This is so goddamn