I got upstairs, entered his room and heard the shower running. My shopping bags were already set on the floor in front of the bed.
Opening the bottle of water I got from the kitchen, I gulped it down as fast as I could. I was so thirsty after a long afternoon and it was going to be dinner ti soon.
When I finally finished the bottle and set it down, I saw him staring at . I was imdiately startled.
"How do you move so silently?" I asked him out of genuine concern. He always appeared at of nowhere.
He shrugged and walked into the closet. My eyes followed as his muscles flexed from behind and his taut ass ca into view. I found myself swallowing so saliva. I had to stop myself from getting carried away every ti I saw this monster who had taken away my freedom. I needed to consistently remind myself of who he was and what he had done to .
When he ca out of the closet dressed in joggers and still bare chested, I rembered sothing. I needed to return his black card.
I brought it out of my purse and stretched my hand to give it to him.
"Here’s your card. Thank you." I said to him, genuinely thankful for him giving the chance to enjoy so form of luxury. But I was not just thanking him for how much he let spend. I was thanking him chance to see the sky again even if he was the one who stole that chance for to see it in the first place.
Maybe I was just being dumb but at least I was not ungrateful for a little bit of softness from his side.
Who would have thought that I would be unable to freely move around? I never saw it coming. I would have run faster if I knew this was how things were going to turn out.
He didn’t say anything in response. He simply nodded.
"Keep the card. You’d need it for future purchases."
I imdiately shook my head in disagreent.
"I don’t think I can do that. You’ve given more than enough money to sort myself out." I said.
"You’re my wife. There’s no such thing as too much when it cos to providing for you."
His words made go quiet.
"Keep it." He said again.
Reluctantly, I placed it back in my purse.
"Let see what you got for yourself." He said unexpectedly.
"Huh?"
"Mira you should know by now that I hate having to repeat myself."
Hurriedly, I picked up the bags and tried to show them to him.
"Take your clothes off and try them one after the other."
I froze at his instruction.
"Right now?"
"Did I stutter?" He asked, raising a brow as he laid back with his hands behind his ears.
My eyes fell on his tattoo of a dagger piercing a heart near his chest. I had seen it in passing several tis but I never took note of it until now. I wondered what it ant.
"I don’t have all night."
I knew he had seen naked a couple of tis. In fact we had fucked once but there was sothing about taking my clothes off in front of him while he watched that made nervous.
Hesitantly, I took my shirt off first. Then I unzipped my jeans and slowly pulled it down.
"Take those off too," he said, gesturing at my underwear.
"I-" I wanted to say no but he cut off.
"You heard ."
His eyes had pinned to the spot. I had no choice but to take them off.
I stood bare in front of him, wanting to cover up because I felt so type of way.
"Don’t." He instructed.
I picked up the dress I got.
"I don’t want you wearing clothes."
I paused.
"You got shoes and jewelry right?"
"Yes I did."
"Try those on,"
"Without any clothes?" I asked in surprise.
"Precisely,"
I had mixed feelings about this. I felt uncomfortable but at the sa ti intrigued by the fact that he wanted to see like this. This would have been so sexy if the circumstances were right but they’re obviously not.
It seed like I was taking too much of his ti so he opened the boxes of jewelry himself, got on his feet and placed them around my neck.
When his skin touched mine, I shivered.
Then suddenly, he grabbed one of my butt cheeks, squeezed it and spanked it. I gasped.
"You like that?"
I didn’t respond.
"I need words, Mira." He growled in my ears.
I didn’t know what to say. Did I like that? Maybe I did. But a part of didn’t want him to know how much I liked his touch because I was not supposed to enjoy it.
"I don’t know." I whispered as he stood in front of .
I looked up at him as he stared down at . Holding by the waist, he pulled closer to him.
My nipples rested on his bare chest and instantly hardened.
As usual, his fingers went around my throat.
I expected him to bend his head down and kiss but he didn’t. It was then I noticed that we had never kissed, not even when we had sex. His lips had never touched mine. That was weird. It was odd in fact.
But I didn’t have the balls to ask him why he touched every part of but my lips with his.
His index finger rubbed on one of nipples. I shut my eyes and began to lean into the pleasure of it when he pinched both of them.
I hissed in pain. It was sweet pain but pain nonetheless.
He picked up the box containing the Christian Louboutin heels.
"Put these on,"
Hesitantly, I slid the shoes on, already knowing where this was going.
To be Continued...
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