Emily's POV
I held my breath, charmed by the naked man in front of me. Johnathan grabbed my wrist so tightly that I felt the pain and tried to shake his hand off. But he had just finished taking a shower and the bathroom floor was slippery, so I accidentally fell and my whole body leaned backward.
Then I felt him wrap his other hand around my waist and lean forward to keep me from falling. I felt his strong arms tighten around my waist, as well as his naked skin, firm chest and burning green eyes.
One of my hands was still pressed to his chest after being held tightly in his grip, and my other hand was subconsciously wrapped around his neck so that I wouldn't fall over. The upper half of my body was already completely pressed against his body.
"Oh god, this feels really good," I thought in my head, "I wonder what it feels like to squeeze it."
Suddenly, he let go of my hand, spread my palm and put it on his pecs. The corners of his mouth were slightly upward, and his green eyes looked at me teasingly, "How does it feel? Do you like it?"
I looked at him in surprise, wondering how he knew what I was thinking inside. Again! Could it be another coincidence?
I broke away to take my hand off his breast, but his hand kept grabbing mine on his breast, and I felt his other hand wrapping around my waist even harder.
I tried to break away from him and put both hands on his chest and pushed him away hard, "Let go of me, you bastard!"
"What did you just say? Say that again?" I felt his anger, "How dare you say something like that to me?"
I was stunned by his tone of voice and froze for a moment. It didn't take me long to realize that I hadn't done anything wrong, so I answered him, "Let go of me, I want to go home."
He suddenly laughed, "You think you're the one who makes decisions here? No one can tell me what I should do and not."
"I've done my job. You have no right to keep me here."
"Who told you that doing a load of laundry was all you had to do?"
"God, you're not really going to give me all the chores, are you? I have been suffering too much for that cup of coffee, and you know it was just an accident."
"You are the one who promised me to do so. As a student of Shealther College, you won't fail to keep your word, right? As I represent the founder of the college, I will never tolerate people like you remaining in Shealther College," he said to me with a smug face.
I didn't continue talking and stared at him viciously. I can only curse him in my mind, "Bastard."
Suddenly he pushed me to the side and my back was slammed hard against the wet wall. "Ouch..." When I opened my mouth, Johnathan suddenly kissed me, his tongue coming in very fiercely and roughly, wrapping around mine. At the same time, his hands cupped my face, then slowly moved down to touch my breasts and squeezed them so hard that I felt pain and moaned. He kissed harder and harder, almost swallowing my mouth. I could hardly breathe, so I screwed my head to the side and he kissed my neck in the process. I'm sure my neck has a lot of hickeys on it now. My head made me push him away, but my body couldn't help but meet his movements. I couldn't resist him.
His hands continued to move down, softly but tantalizingly. Before I could react, he had lifted my white shirt up and pulled my bra down. My large white breasts popped out, and he lowered his head and caught my right nipple with his mouth.
Johnathan's tongue was teasing my nipple, making me feel a wave of softness. He took the other nipple and reached inside my pants with one hand, playing with my sensitive area. It was the first time a man had touched it and I could feel something hot flowing out of my body. I clenched my legs.
"Is this your first time? " Johnathan suddenly asked. My face flushed and I turned my head without answering him.
He knelt down, ripped my pants, and opened my legs. "No..." as I cried out, he had kissed my pussy. His tongue sliding nimbly over my hole, matching the sucking, and my "no" word had turned into an "Ah... yes, that's it. "My body couldn't help but squirm as he kissed even harder.
Just as I was about to climax, he stopped. He stood up and faced me and said, "Did you like that? "
I lowered my head and thought about how to answer him, but in my mind, I was thinking "yes".
"Say it out loud. "
I looked up at him and said seriously, "Yes, I like it. "
He smiled smugly, satisfied with my answer. Then he said, "Do you want more?"
I nodded and said, "That feels good. "
"Get down on your knees. Beg me. "
My head snapped up and I shouted at him, "Are you playing with me? "
"How can you say playing? You're the one who said you liked it and wanted more."
I blushed, "Our agreement was that I would be a servant for you, not a whore."
"In my world, a servant has to do everything to make his master happy." He winked at me, "Right now, what makes me happy is the sex with you ."
I gathered my clothes and said, "I'm leaving. "
"You can't go anywhere. This is not a place where you can come and go as you please. "
Jesus, what an easy come, but not an easy go.