"I know you can't say no to my touch, slave. No woman does. Not even if you are a goddess." Raul whispered into my ear, and I balked, feeling anger coarse through me, such that his pinching of my nipples sexily wasn't able to abate it. His pride and ego was so annoying. But that was good enough for me. It had arrived just in time to prevent me from making another mistake I would likely regret when I wake up later this morning.
"Get off my body." I said, through gritted teeth, and he raised his head, obviously shocked at the turnout of events. He stared at me for a while, then obediently got off from my body.
Free from his onslaught, I sat up on the bed, returning his stares. His arms folded across his chest, he watched as I adjusted my dress, and returned my gaze to him.
"Aren't you going to leave?" I asked him, resentment pouring into my voice. But if he had heard me, he made no indication of that. He just looked on at me, unblinkingly.
