Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

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He went to the bathroom and saw her crying there. His veins popped up in anger, as he pulled her by the wrist roughly. He dragged her to the car, angry as he heard that weeping sound coming out from her mouth. The drive home was surprisingly quick and he asked the maid to drag her to the room.

Just almost immediately he walked in there and saw her on the bed sniffing in.

“You care for that monster, and name me the bad guy like them,” he said to her and she didn’t utter a word.

“This was what you wanted to see him break right in front of your eyes,” she stated while he swung the roll making her regret even speaking.

“Good thing you’re picking up, ” he laughed and brought out the gun, and though she could barely see his face under the moonlight, she could tell he was smirking at her.

He walked over to her and dragged her hands, as he tied them to the headboard leaving her shaking. How could she utter a word when he clearly placed a gun right in front of her to shut her up? This rope was thick and he tied her hands tightly while she lay on the bed whimpering.

“This was the man who kissed me. He wasn’t going to hurt me,” she tells herself in her head even though she feared for what is yet to come.

“I’m not going to hurt you kitten, just going to give you pleasure,” he said as if reading her thoughts. And she couldn’t tell if he meant that seriously or as a joke, so she just gazed at him with tears silently.

She gasped. Immediately he brought out a gun and used his fingers to play with its blade while different thoughts flooded her heart as she thought of what he could want to do with it.

“Please,” she pleaded and he chuckled softly.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Relax kitten,” he said and brought it trailing lines with its sharp edge on her legs while she shuddered. He trailed the Kline’s on her legs against the fabric of the dress she wore with a big smile on his lips staring at her mellow under him.

He brought the knife to the piece of the garment she wore and immediately he shredded it into pieces, using his hands to tear the rest of it apart exposing her lace panties and bra.

“You are so unreal,” he growled and she felt her vagina clench hearing him say that, and she hated the way she moved her legs, trying to fold her thighs due to how she felt there.

“Oh God, what is happening to me? Why is my body enjoying this?” She thought in anger while trying to face him to see what he would do next. He took the pieces of her ripped garment and threw them away. He bent over to her the hands still in his hands as he kissed her legs worshiping her body. He planted kisses all over her his teeth nibbling her flesh and making her yell in pain as his teeth came in contact with her flesh.

She felt the pain mixed with pleasure immediately after his teeth were out of that spot. She knew it was going to leave a bruise, but right now my body enjoyed the torture and worship at the same time.

He spread her legs apart going further until he got close to the fabric of her panties placing a kiss right on her vagina making her shudder as tears dropped from her eyes.

“Let me go,” she cried, tears pouring from her eyes.

“Relax kitten,” he breathed on her leg and turned her around making her stay in fours, with her hands against the headboard and her knees on the bed while her ass was directly on his face.

He brought his face lower and she could feel his hot breath hit her skin causing her to close her eyes. He kissed her ass and dragged the fabric of what she wore with his teeth. His hands went on her butt cheek which was revealing and rubbed it lightly as if preparing her for the worst as he gave her a hard hit there causing her to cry out in pain.

“I love how you sound,” he gritted against his teeth. He brought the knife, trailing it against her leg making her shudder in fear that he might eventually cut her. He brought it to her ass and used his hand to lift the panties giving way for the knife to go through as he tore it apart roughly…

Mandy heaved a breath in relief realizing he hadn’t hurt her yet. But right now she felt disgusted having her body exposed to him like this. She hated it, but from the way he growled she could tell he enjoyed it..

“You smell great,” she heard him sniff her panties in his nose and exhale before throwing them away… He rubbed his hand around her butt and gave it a light smile before planting kisses around it.

He turned her around and she struggled to escape from the rope but it was of no use. She tried to cover her legs as her pu*y was just right at his face. But he placed the tip of the knife piercing her skin, causing her to shriek in pain as she spread them further apart.

“Good girl,” he said and brought his face closer and she felt his breath on her pelvis. One of his hands moved from her knee up to her thighs as it was an inch apart from her vagina. He brought his hands close and touched her clit, rubbing it briefly and sending shock waves all over her body.

“You’re in tears and yet your body wants me,” he smiled and she could swear she wanted to spit at him, but recalling the last experience and the knife in his hands it was best to keep her saliva to herself.

He brought the knife to her passage and her eyes were in terror as the sharp object was just an inch away from her clit.

“Don’t do it,” she tried to wiggle her way out of the situation.

“Don’t move or you’ll hurt yourself,” he said like that was going to make her feel any better or change the fact that she was about to watch him put a knife into her.

“Please, I beg,” she cried out, her voice cracking and tears brimmed down her eyes as she watched him rub it around her clit slowly making her lips quicker. She felt her vagina clench as the cold metal rubbed her clit, teasing her and making her lose her breath.

“Hmm,” she cried, hating herself for making it sound like a moan. He went moving the blade up and down around her clit, rubbing it and making her body jerk in pleasure…

She grabbed the sheets immediately. His hands started to rub her clit and he took the knife to her lace bra, using one hand to shred it and cut it off. He stared in ecstasy and smiled as her boobs sprang up immediately. He took the wet knife, and rubbed it around her nipple, teasing her, and kissing all over her neck to her chest and her abdomen slowly while his hands were still on her passage.

“Your body just keeps calling to me,” he said in a tease, noticing how her waist grinds on the bed, her body moving, and the way she felt breathless and gripping the sheets stopping herself from giving in to him.

He could see the anger in her eyes, the tears all over her face, and how disorganized her hair was right now. But she looked so tempting in that dress that when he saw her he knew it was going to be hard not to rip them apart and not have her. He took his hands away from her, and brought them to her mouth, forcing it open and having her taste herself as he sunk his finger dip enough to feel the back of her throat.

“Suck,” he said coldly and just like he had commanded she sucked his fingers, gulping hard as the taste met her tongue. She brushed his flesh with her teeth hoping and wishing to bite him but she knew she was going to be in a lot of trouble for that.

He took his finger away from her hands, biting her ears, and then got her neck giving her a bruise which he smiled in satisfaction. He crawled further kissing all over her body until he was in her vagina. Immediately he used his tongue to lick her clit, causing her to raise her head in ecstasy.

She felt the pleasure driving her crazy from the way he rolled his tongue, sucking her and licking her clit offering her pleasure.

She closed her eyes, trying to force the tears, hoping to find the tears and trying to find a reason why this shouldn’t feel this good but instead her body failed her. She hated the fact he didn’t ask for consent. She hated the fact that Christian was out of her until this and this was completely on him.

Her body shuddered, giving in, slowly giving in as he kicked her while squeezing her breast and pinching her nipples making her breathing heave. That act alone made her body feel the fire, she felt her body jolt and an electric eave ran through her veins. She felt her body start to shake as she gripped the sheets tightly. Her eyes rolled backward and her body started to shake with her legs weak. She knew what she wanted was about to happen when she cummed crying out loudly that she felt disgusted by herself for enjoying it.

“You’re shameless,” she cursed inwardly immediately he pulled away from her and she turned her head sideways trying to catch her breath.

“My kitten,” he said and crawled up to her, kissing her lips and letting her taste herself forcefully. He slowly pulled away even though he didn’t want to stop until he bruised her lips. He stood up and untied the rope letting her feel her hands while he smiled at her, turning her body against him and whimpering, which made him smile because he knew that only he could make her cry.

“Goodnight kitten,” he said and left the room with his gun and knife, leaving her in tears.