His'(Crazy Erotica)

She looked at the table clock on the bedside table.

02:35 am.

Oh God, how much she missed her, Nana. If the poor old lady was with her, she’d have been there to comfort her, rub her hair, and if possible, tell her stories.

Sophia wore her flip flops and tightened the sash on the robe around her small frame before opening the door softly. She quietly walked down the stairs till she reached the kitchen and switched on the lights.

She opened the refrigerator and brought out a carton of milk, then warmed it up as quickly and quietly as she could in order not to wake anyone up as she normally did for the past week but luck wasn’t on her side that night.

However, the glass of milk in her hands fell down on the floor and shattered into pieces when her eyes landed on Chase-dressed in a black cargo pants and shirt-leaning against the doorframe setback at her. “Y-” She trembled, remembering her nightmare. Except from when he’d appear in her nightmares, she didn’t see Chase again after the day he murdered one of his men for talking to her.

Chase’s eyes trailed from her scared face, down to her delicate neck and down her body in appreciation. His eyes darkened in lust the moment he looked at how the silk robe kissed her skin and every curve of her body. He looked back at her eyes and moved forward. “Is there something wrong with you?”

Sophia cowered and took a step back. “W-what do you mean? I-I’m okay,”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.” Chase’s legs carried him forward till he was standing in front of her. “I’ve noticed that every night around this time, you always come here to have milk”, Chase hardly ever slept; and so, he had seen her on three consecutive days after she settled in through the CCTV footage sneaking up to have milk every night around that time. After those three times, it perked up his interest. With anyone else, it wouldn’t have bothered him but for Sophia, he was instantly worried.

It wasn’t hard for him to stay awake at night to watch her every movement because he had his own skeletons in his closet along with his nightmares which never allowed him to sleep unless he took a few pills. Who would have ever thought that Chase Romano, the same man who was everyone’s worst nightmare had his own nightmares? That was unbelievable.

Sophia opened her mouth to speak but closed it shut. She couldn’t tell him the reason why she was always having milk at night. She then shook her head. “It’s nothing-“, She fidgeted with her fingers. “I-I’m just used to having milk at night. That’s all,”

Chase knew she was lying. Straight-up, his instincts and sixth sense had told him and they were never wrong. Another thing he had been forced to learn during his training was how to read if people were lying and that talent just snapped in him. “You’re a terrible liar, do you know that?”

Startled at his reply, Sophia looked up and curled her fists at her sides. He didn’t have the right to talk to her like that as if he actually knew her. She didn’t know what button switched in her but she regretted the next words that left her lips because of it. “And how is that your business?”

Chase was taken aback by her question, and he angrily gripped her arm tightly in a harsh tug. His nostrils flared, and his eyes turned to slits as his jaw clenched “Who the fuck do you think you are to talk to me like that?”

Stupid Sophia. She internally scolded herself, but it didn’t stop or falter the sudden determined courage in her. “If you don’t want to be talked to like that by me, then you should have just killed me on that horrible night, you murderer! “She spat.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Chase was livid. He tightened his grip on her arm and glared at her. “There was no way I’d have murdered something I wanted to fuck so much”,

“I’m not a thing!”, Her innocent eyes matched his glare. “I’m a human being and you have to respect that!”,

“Respect the fuck what?. “Chase lifted a brow at her internally amused at the feisty side of her. It seemed to turn him on and gradually, his anger faded away as his hands trailed to her right thigh before he slowly raised it up and placed it on his own left thigh as he rested the toe on its tip. “In what other way should I respect a pretty little innocent girl like you when I already have my own way of doing so, Gattina?”

{“Kitten”}

Sophia tried to comprehend words to say to him but couldn’t think of anything. Her mind had suddenly gone blank at the position they were in. Anything she would have said was already late because his left hand had found its way towards her panties and stopped there. “You-“, Her words died in her throat when he pressed his thumb against her clothed clit. “Mhh-“,

“You like it, Gattina?. “He slowly rubbed that area and pushed her panties to the side, then palmed her core. “Tell me how you want it”, His voice was hoarse and his hand that was holding her arm was wrapped round her slender waist, giving his arm limited access to feel the curve there.

{“Kitten”}

Sophia’s vocal chords betrayed her because no matter how hard she tried to say something to push him away from her, it would come out as a moan. “Cha-“, This time, it was an inaudible whisper, silently encouraging him to continue his dirty movements with his hands.

Slowly, Chase slipped his middle finger in her, and she gasped out, her mouth forming an ‘O’ shape while her small hands instinctively flew to grip his taut shoulders in a tight grip “Look at you, so innocent, yet so tempting. I wish you could just understand just how much your body wants me. Only I can feel the tightness of your labia around my finger”, He moved his finger in and out of her in a slow motion, the cold ring on the finger softly grazing her twitching entrance.

“I don’t want you,” Sophia managed out, her hands falling from his shoulder to rest atop the counter behind her.

He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan. “You sure you don’t want this? Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words”,

She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight, managing through gritted teeth. “I hate you, murderer”,

His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her. “Say it again”,

She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly, as pathetic as it may sound. She gritted her teeth again and let out. “I said I hate you, murderer! I wish you would just die and -ahh!”, She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there. “What are-ahh!”, She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass.

“Count!”, He growled.

“I won’t,” Sophia turned her head to glare at him. “Let me go home!”,

Chase smacked her on the ass harder than he had done earlier. “Count!”,

She was a fool. She finally realized that the moment her lips parted and instead of a rude comeback, she whispered; “One”,

“Good girl,” Chase said and caressed the spot where he’d just smacked and landed another smack on it. “Count again,”

“Two,” Smack. “Three”, Smack. “Four,” Smack. “Five,” Smack. “Six”, Smack. “Seven,” Smack. Her voice came out as a tired whisper. “Eight,” Smack. “Nine,” Smack. “Ten,”

Chase caressed the spot again. “It’s going to be sore. Apply some ointment on it”, He helped her on her wobbly feet and wore her panties back for her. “Just ten spanks, and you’re already a tired mess, Gattina.” He stood up and caressed her flushed cheeks. “I wonder how exhausted you’ll be if I’m to fuck the innocence out of you”, Without a second glance her way and a care in the world, Chase walked out of the kitchen leaving her all alone with a racing and guilt clawed heart.

{“Kitten”}

~~~

Naked, with quivering lips, tears streaming down her flustered cheeks, red nose, shaking hands and shaky legs, Sophia stepped under the shower in her bathroom and began to scrub off her body harshly. She wished scrubbing off her body like that would help wash off the dirty touches Chase had left earlier on her.

A loud shrieking scream tore from her lips and she fell on her knees as the water cascaded down her body the moment she realized it wouldn’t be possible to wash Chase’s touches away from her body. He had, in his own way, degraded her body by doing what he did and left her there.

She was to blame too. She shouldn’t have spoken to him like she did in the first place because then, maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t have gotten upset and touched her like that. She hated Chase Romano. She hated herself and she hated the Sophia Bennett that had given Chase access to her body back there in the kitchen. Wasn’t she the same one that told him what he was doing was a sin? Wasn’t she taught that her body was a temple of God? Wasn’t she the same girl that promised that only her husband was going to have that right she just gave Chase to her body? Well, she’d forgotten her principles and broken that promise for the first time in her life.

And that, for a man who murdered her parents.