and she might fanc y him like mad but that didn’t give him the right to do what he’d just done to her. But what had he done to her ? She asked herself. Apart from what you wanted him to do , she prompted herself .
“You’re a beast, Matthew Dark,” she m anaged to seethe at him finally. B ut the sight of his gorgeous body and the fresh memories of how he’d just touched her had her insides melt ing and quiver ing again as he just stared down at her. “ I don’t understand, I don’t understand you at all,” she wailed. She needed him – she needed him to finish what he’d started.
Ma tthew looked down at her naked torso and forcing her legs apart saw the evidence of her previous orgasm still wet on her thighs and covering the silk bed cover too.
“You’re a greedy girl. It’s obvious from the state of your lovely thighs and that delightful triangle between them that you’ve climaxed once already - but still you want more,” he told her running his fingers over her sex and leaving a trail of burning desire behind them. Then he smiled and smacked her thigh lightly. “Only when I decide,” he added pleased that he’d had this effect on her .
More blushing reddened her cheeks, how come he had to embarrass her like this and how come he had no qualms at all about doing these things to her?
Obviously he didn’t give a hoot for her finer feelings and had no idea that there were things a girl liked to keep to herself? And the fact that she’d just experienced the best orgasm ever with him, was one of them.
“Shower and then find something else to wear from your case,” he instructed picking up her ripped skirt and tossing it aside without so much as a sorry or an explanation for his behaviour.
“So that’s all you can say? No apology for your outrageous actions or for what you did to me?” She ranted at him completely unfazed by the fact she was naked except for the open silk, tie blouse flowing around her breasts and the now ripped hold up stockings. “And yet you still intend to drag me away with you as your captive? And I suppose now you think you can do what you want, when you want and in any way you think fit!”
“I think you’ve got it about right there, Gina,” he nodded and grinned.
Gina felt a rush of anger and meeting his gaze was just about to lash out further at him but he simply smirked and turned to his wardrobe selecting clothes to wear for the journey.
“You’re not dressed for conflict, Gina,” he taunted her turning and nodding at her body. “So I’d give it up and take that shower if I was you.”
Gina blushed, she’d forgotten, she was practically naked. Her panties lay in tatters on the floor where he’d thrown them and dipping down she hastily grabbed hold and held the small piece of fabric in front of her. At that moment Gina wished with all her heart that she’d never heard of Matthew Dark.
Moments later she let her body relax under the soft warm spray of the water and ran her fingers through her hair to rinse out the masculine smelling shampoo she’d just used. Gina knew she had no choice but to go with him. Even with all her resourcefulness she couldn’t think of anyway out, not with so little time left. He ’d been one step ahead of her all day, she knew that now. And all because of that damn film he had of her.
Wrapping herself in a large fluffy bath towel Gina padded back out into the bedroom and rummaged through her case for some fresh clothes. She helped herself to a different set of underwear and a sleeveless button through dress that had a pencil skirt. She’d also wear a jacket and her heels.
Apparently Matthew had a Personal Assistant, or a man servant , or whatever someone who seemed to run after you hand and foot, drove you around and generally did your bidd ing was called these days. His name, Gina learned, as he arrived and
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