Like an unexpected storm that hit to destroy the peace, he entered again when everything was going peacefully. I gulped as I looked into his deep black eyes and stood straight, feeling nervous.
As his gaze fell on my cute dress and neatly applied makeup, my hands shivered and heart pounded. When he stepped forward, instantly I took two steps back, scared. If he had come on any other day or at any other moment, I wouldn't have felt so scared. Considering the fact that I was going to meet Matthew, and the chance of Mr. Wolfe knowing about it sent a chill down my spine.
"Are we going somewhere, babygirl?" He raised his eyebrows. "The last I checked, you left the message two days back about visiting your sister."
He stepped towards me, making me step back until my back hit the dressing table. He rested his palms on either side of me and leaned towards me, saying, "Did you seriously think you could finally go anywhere without telling me?"
Then his lips brushed my ear as he whispered, "That too, looking so beautiful?"
Beads of sweat formed on my forehead while I thought of the lies to tell him. Nothing came out of my mouth while his intimidating gaze never left my lips.
Stroking my lips with his thumb, he spoke, "And, you chose red lipstick."
"I… I was about to text you."
He looked at me for a second and then stood straight, giving me the space to take normal breaths. He walked to the bed while I put my hand on my chest, calming down my anxiety.
He asked, sitting on the bed, "Text me about what?"
"About going out." Looking directly into a devil's eye and lying was something I thought I could never do. But everything changed. "I want to go for shopping. I want to buy heels and a handbag."
"You don't have money, so you have no choice but to use my money, and you never wanted to do unnecessary purchases with my card before. What changed now?" His lips tugged to a side as he said, "Is it because you expected me to come to you after seeing your shopping bills? You also left me a voicemail…"
I cut him off. "Nothing changed."
It was true that I wanted to see him, but it was because of the habit of seeing him regularly. Apart from that, nothing else. He could keep his wild imaginations to himself.
"I was just scrolling through my cell phone and came across the beautiful red heels. I just wanted to try them once."
He nodded his head. "If that's the case, you don't have to go out. I can make them come to you."
"But…"
"Now, if you are done, undress and dance for me like the good girl you are."
His command shook me. Probably because it had been days since I projected myself naked in front of him, it started to scare me. Like the first time, I was left naked and shaking under him.
"What are you waiting for?" His usual arrogant tone hit my ears.
I fisted the edges of my dress, heartbroken. I dolled up only to take everything off and serve the commanding master in front of me.
My blue dress, which Matthew would've loved, fell to the floor as I pulled down my straps. Goosebumps started to rise while his eyes never left my body.
I stepped aside from the dress and extended my arms, starting the dance, but his voice stopped me.
"Come here."
I narrowed my eyebrows at his sudden command, and nervously, I went towards him and stood before him, maintaining a little distance. He held the front of my panty and pulled me closer, slipping his fingers inside.
"I told you to undress."
My eyes widened. Before I fully processed his order, he unclipped my bra and threw it aside.
Crimson red spread all over my body while my breasts that were on his eye level were stroked by his thumb.
Quickly, he pulled down my panties, leaving me totally naked. A sharp twist formed in my gut as he said in his seductive tone, "Give me the sexiest dance no one has ever seen in their life."
His words left me frozen for a minute. Dancing in front of him naked was the last thing I ever expected.
He made himself comfortable while I walked away from him and stood in the middle of the bedroom without a piece of cloth on my body.
My hands travelled to my chest as an attempt to cover my body, but what was the need? He had seen everything, and my duty was to pleasure him.
Taking a deep breath, I lifted my arms up, letting go of my shame and embarrassment. I bent my head down to look at my nipples, which stood sharp. After one twirl, I bent down, touching the toes of my feet, giving him the clear view of my butt.
I stood straight to do a few hand movements and then performed a leg raise, earning a scoff from him. I could notice his hand slipping inside his pants as I continued my slutty movements. He took off his shirt, cooling down the heat of his body. He was losing his control, and I could clearly see it.
On all fours, I stayed on the floor for a moment before dragging my leg forward and standing straight.
His face turned as red as mine while he unbuttoned his pants and played with his cock, without taking his eyes off me. As my gaze fell on the blue dress that was left on the floor, my thoughts traveled to Matthew, and the guilt of breaking my promise about meeting him started to choke me.
I could assume he was already in the restaurant, waiting for me, whereas I stood naked in front of a monster, performing the movements as slutty as possible.
"Touch yourself."
His authoritative tone fell into my ears, and I stopped dancing. His hand was still inside his pants while his gaze was on mine.
"On the floor…" a grunt escaped his mouth. He looked so lost that even words didn't come out properly. "Touch yourself."
Before I obeyed, the ringtone of my phone interrupted us, and when his hand started to reach the phone, probably to turn it off, did I realize who it might be.
The one who shouldn't be calling, definitely not when Mr. Wolfe was around, and the one who could shift the air of lust to an air of fury. Matthew.