Jayden's grip tightened around her waist.
She barely had time to breathe before he was on her, his lips hot against her neck. His teeth scraped her skin-just enough to make her shiver.
"Tell me, sweetheart," Jayden murmured, his voice dark with amusement. "Did you enjoy talking to your ex?"
Esmery swallowed, her pulse erratic. She didn't know how to answer Jayden in other to be safe.
"He's not my ex."
That was the wrong answer and that cost her a sharp slap that landed on her ass.
"Try again." His voice was deceptively soft, laced with something dangerous.
She gasped, her breath hitching as the sting spread through her body like wildfire.
"No," she whispered. "I didn't enjoy it."
Jayden hummed in approval. "That's better."
Before she could say another word, he lifted her effortlessly into his arms, carrying her toward the bedroom.
She squirmed, but his grip was unrelenting.
"Jayden...what are you doing?"
"Shh, sweetheart. You started something on that phone call. Now, I'm going to finish it."
Her stomach twisted in anticipation.
He didn't throw her on the bed. No, he placed her down gently, deliberately.
That should've made her feel safe.
But the way his dark, predatory gaze drank her in?
She felt anything but safe.
"Strip."
Her breath caught in her throat.
"W-what?"
Jayden cocked his head, his fingers slowly rolling up his sleeves. "Did I stutter?"
Her core clenched at the pure authority in his voice.
With shaky fingers, she obeyed, slipping off her dress, her lingerie following soon after.
She stood before him, completely exposed, completely vulnerable.
Jayden took his time, his eyes trailing over her body like he owned it.
And then, he moved.
His hands were everywhere-ghosting over her skin, barely touching her, yet setting her on fire.
"So responsive," he murmured, his fingers tracing circles around her inner thighs. "You're trembling, sweetheart. Do you know why?"
Esmery's breath was ragged. "Because you're teasing me."
"Wrong."
His teeth sank into her shoulder, making her yelp.
"You're trembling because you know I'll never let you cum so easily this time."
A desperate whimper escaped her lips.
She needed relief and she needed him.
But Jayden had no intention of giving her what she wanted.
He dragged her to the very edge of pleasure, only to pull away.
Again.
And again.
Esmery sobbed, her body betraying her.
"Jayden, please....."
"Please, what?" he mocked, his lips ghosting over her ear.
"Please let me cum!" she cried, her entire body shaking.
Jayden chuckled, dark and low. "Not yet, sweetheart. I want you completely ruined first."
She thrashed against him, but his grip tightened-possessive, unyielding.
Then, without warning, he reached for the sleek, silver vibrator beside the bed.
Esmery's eyes widened.
"No...no...no....Jayden, I can't...."
"Oh, you can. And you will."
He turned it on the low, menacing buzz filled the room.
And then he pushed it inside her, slow and deliberate.
Esmery gasped sharply, her back arching.
Her body clenched around the toy, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her.
"Keep it in," Jayden ordered, his voice like liquid sin.
Her mind spun. "I can't Jayden, I have photoshoots today..."
He smirked, dragging his thumb over her swollen lips. "That's not my problem, sweetheart."
Her face burned. "I won't last.."
"Then you'll just have to suffer through it."
He pressed a lingering kiss to her lips-deep and claiming before pulling away.
Her body screamed in frustration, needy, on edge.
She shot him a glare, but it had no effect.
Jayden simply leaned back, admiring his work.
"Such a beautiful mess," he murmured. "All mine."
Then, he scooped her up again, carrying her to the car after dressing her up for work.
Esmery was squirming in her seat, the vibrator pulsing relentlessly inside her.
Jayden noticed. Off course he will, he was the one who out it in her after all.
"How's my pretty girl holding up?" he asked, amusement thick in his voice.
She shot him a withering glare. "I hate you."
"No, you don't. That's not how to talk to your hubby. Is it?"
She gritted her teeth, shifting again.
And then her phone buzzed.
She glanced down and it was a text from Jayden.
JAYDEN: Legs apart. Now.
Heat flared in her cheeks.
She glanced at him-he was watching her intently, waiting.
A challenge.
Slowly, she parted her thighs.
Another text.
JAYDEN: Good girl.
She bit her lip, her entire body thrumming with need.
Another buzz.
JAYDEN: Turn the vibrator up. Two levels.
Her breath hitched.
She hesitated.
And then another text.
JAYDEN: Do it. Now.
With shaky fingers, she obeyed.
The vibrations intensified instantly, making her body jerk in pleasure.
A small whimper escaped her lips.
Jayden smirked. "Feeling it, sweetheart?"
She hated him. She loved him.
Her entire body ached for release, but she knew he wouldn't allow it.
And then, the car slowed to a stop.
They had arrived.
Jayden leaned in, gripping her chin.
"Open your mouth."
Esmery obeyed, breathless, dazed.
He slipped an ear pod into her ear.
"Now, I can hear you. Every. Single. Time."
Her stomach twisted with wicked anticipation.
Jayden kissed her-slow, burning, searing-before pulling away.
Her lips were swollen, red.
Possessive marks.
His marks.
"Don't forget, sweetheart," he murmured, his thumb grazing her bruised lips. "You're mine. Always."
Esmery swallowed hard.
This was going to be a long, torturous day.
And Jayden?
He was going to enjoy every second of it.