Shadow Sedvction episode 19 – 20

🔞 SHADOW

SEDUCTION🔞

WRITTEN BY : NOEL INNOCENT

CHAPTER NINETEEN: HIS WOMAN

Monica state at her phone for the fifth time that evening, how could he not even try reaching out to me? Wait? What am I expecting? It was obviously a one time thing for him, am sure he doesn’t want to see me again, he just did that to have something he can use to blackmail me with.

Turning off the television, my phone buzz and I look at it immediately, turns out to be Angelo, the excitement died down but I pick up anyway ” Monica?” He sounded worried, I wonder why ” are you okay?”

I frown ” yes, why asking?”

” Last night I saw you with George, I just had to ask if you are good ”

” Why did you let that bastard take me away ”

” Huh” from the sound of his voice, he seem confused ” he said you were his? Am not your boyfriend, I don’t think I can cross that line ” how dare that George go about lying ” are you okay? Was that a lie ”

” Yes ” I exhale ” but am fine”

” Can we see?”

” Sure, come over ” he hung up and I look at the ceiling, he said am his huh, is it that he likes me? Something like love at first sight? If he did love me why will he be so interested in sex first? Is that how he sees things?

Door bell brought me out of thought, is he here, so soon? Getting up, I move towards the door and open it, only to find George standing there but before he could talk, I close it shut and frown.

Am not prepared to see him ” open up ” he growl and I slowly did that ” you left without even talking”

” You were on call ” he push me aside and walk in, shutting the door, I turn around, place my hands on my hip, give him glares ” you don’t get to come in here and act like we are friends ”

” Friends?” He sit on the couch and frown ” do friends fuck each other ” I could feel my cheek getting red ” come here, let’s talk ” he tap his lap and I frown ” you don’t want to?”

” No ”

” Monica ” he growl ” I really do like my women submissive ”

” Am not your woman ”

” Who said you aren’t?” He furrow his brows ” come on, let’s talk ” swallowing I move closer but instead of seating on his lap, I sit on the free space next to him, looking at him, I notice how angry he look ” stubborn” this man literally lift me up like a baby and make me sit on his lap, our face extremely close to one another.

” George”

” Am off to a three day journey Monica” he stare down at the short am putting on, my exposed tummy and then the crop top ” love the style of fashion ” he rob my stomach ” I love it ” our eyes meet once more and I clear my throat before slapping his hand from my stomach.

” Don’t think am someone easy to get, just because we….we… We did it once” I mumble ” doesn’t mean I will keep doing it ”

” Why not?” He look confuse ” you didn’t enjoy it?”

” I did ” clearing my throat, i fold my hands ” you’re not my boyfriend George”

” Oh ” he lean close ” do you need to define this? It’s obvious we are attracted to each other, you want to put a label on it that bad?”

” Of course ”

“Then date me ” he simply smile but they is definitely more to that, the look in his eyes explains almost everything, this man, I can’t trust him, he is too dangerous….what do he exactly want from me?

The sound of door bell alert both of us, he look at the door then at me ” Angelo?” I frown

” How did you…” I stop talking and notice how he frown, he seem offended, like really angry

” you can’t be with him today, I want you “grabbing my hand he place it on his already hard cock ” let me have you for the night ” he wasn’t begging, he look completely different, he was demanding it.

” Monica!!!” Angelo yell from outside and am torn between two guys, what to do?

I stare at him, his words have always been confusing, is he saying this because of his drunk state? It has to be, right? ” Arthur, are you okay?” I ask when he stagger while standing.

” Need another bottle”

” No” grab the bottle from the table before he touch it, I received his glare ” you have drink enough”

” Are you ordering me around?” He frown ” I just asked you to love me lacey, you can’t even reply me, tell me ” he hold my hand and drag me up ” am I not your type?”

” You’re not ”

” What about me is not your type?” Practically yell

” Your face ”

His hands immediately caress his face * my face? What’s so wrong with it ”

” It’s too handsome” When I finished talking I notice his cheek turn a little red ” you’re blushing?” He didn’t avert his gaze, just kept looking at me.

” Must be side effect of drinking” he sit right back on the chair ” I don’t usually drink you know” dropping the bottle, I hold his hands

” We should head back ” he smile and nod, assisting him back into his bedroom, I shut the door before looking back at him only to find him standing naked, my face heat up, how can he take off his clothes that fast ” Arthur, what are you doing?’

” Hot ” he look at me before sitting on the bed ” it’s hot in here” is he really such a bother whenever he is this drunk? I have never seen this side of him before, it’s cute ” take off your dress ” he says after lighting his cigarette.

” What?”

” Aren’t you hot?”

” No, it’s very cold in here ” robbing my arms, his gaze lower to my legs and then my forehead.

” You’re sweating ” he mumble, take out the cigarette, drop it on his drawer before exhaling the smoke ” take it off, I promise not to touch you ”

” You’re naked ” I state the obvious, trying my best not to lower my gaze, I don’t want to see it, no, never ” I should go to my room ”

” Stay lacey ” looking at his eyes, I just couldn’t move ” I will be traveling tomorrow, stay with me ”

” You seem sober now ”

” Was I drunk?” He furrow his brows and I chuckle ” come on, stay with me ”

” Put on some underwear first ”

” Deal ” he did it so fast, I exhale and then take off my dress, left with my bra and panties ” the bra?” He look at me ” take it off ” I lower my eyes, having no idea what’s happening right now, what if something actually happened? Should I really be spending the night here? In this room? With him? I….. ” It’s done ” coming back to reality, I notice he already unhook my bra, watching him, he help me to take it off, his eyes fix on mine ” let’s sleep ”

Getting under the blanket, I lay down at the very edge, he grab my hand and pull me closer ” do we need to sleep this way?”

” Yes ” he lower his head and look at me ” I need to feel your body, that’s the only way for me to survive this three days hell of work ” that, that right there made me smile, moving closer to him, I place my head on his chest, close to his neck …..my body basically pressed on him

” Arthur?”

” Hmmm”

” You’re not drunk right ”

” No ”

” You meant what you said earlier?”

” Oh ” he remain quiet ” what did I say?” Lifting my head, I look at him with anger which made him chuckle ” of course I meant it”

” Then why can’t you love me immediately, why do I have to love you first?” He turn around, making me lay on the bed and my face an Inch apart, his hands move to my waist ” Arthur ”

” I can’t answer that question right now ” he look sad, just for awhile ” ask me something else ”

” But …..”

” Please” he smile ” they are things I too find difficult sharing, give me time ”

” Okay ”

” Good girl” He close the space between us, his lips went straight to my nipple, I knew it was wrong to take off the bra, worst case is the fact that am enjoying this ” Arthur you….” He shut me up the moment he started sucking on it, his hands squeeze my arse and I couldn’t hold back my moan.

Are we going to do it? We are going to have sex?

My eyes widen when he drag my underwear down and thrust his finger into me ” I don’t want this ” I moan, he lift his head and kiss my lips, strangely I reciprocated, his fingers won’t stop, my body and mind are on different decisions.

I don’t want to have sex, not until I know how I feel about him but still yet, I keep moaning, lifting my hip, practically begging him not to stop. He withdraw from the kiss and grunt ” no fucking protection” even when he look angry, his fingers are still moving, his eyes looking at my face.

” God, you’re fucking gorgeous”

” Arthur, I…I” just when I was close to the edge he stop, take out his finger and lick them, trying to catch my breath I look at him, am not happy, I wanted more.

” What is it lacey ” he smile ” you said you don’t want this ”

” But…”

” But what ?” He slowly take off my underwear and separate my legs, his eyes fix right on my private part, my face down to my neck heatt up ” you shaved, did you know I was going to….”

” Of course not ” I growl and he chuckle, using his finger to touch me, I flinch ” I don’t think this is right”

” Why not?” He lean close, our face close ” I Know you want this, as much as I do ”

” But ”

” No fucking buts ” I felt his bare cock right at my entrance and I gasp ” am going in, you better say yes or no to this, right now….once am in, it’s over ” looking at him, he kept Robbing the crown of the cock and I gasp….do I really want this? ” Lacey ”

” N…” I couldn’t complete my word before he thrust me, only one realization hit me, it’s painful, he is too big, it hurts so much ” oh my god, stop ….you have to stop ”

” Too tight ” he growl ” I thought you weren’t a virgin, fuck ” I look down and gasp at the sight of blood, oh my god ” I must have tear you, am sorry ” he didn’t pull out nor did he move, just lean close and kiss my forehead ” forgive me ”

” Arthur?”

He bite his lower lip ” you did this only once right? Must be why you bleed again ” he run his hands through his hair ” am sorry, I should have slowed down ” I said nothing ” but it feels so good” I look at him, how his eyes bright up ” you’re so fucking tight lacey, I have to move, god….you feel so freaking perfect” he move his hip a little and I gasp, a pleasure mix with pain.

” Ohhh” the words escape my lips and Arthur eyes completely turn dark.

” Forgive me, I can’t hold back ” and then he started moving, not fast, not rough and not slow either, with each thrust I could feel myself going back to that edge, my eyes roll backwards, my inside shaking.

” Oh my god, Arthur am going to…..” He stopped moving immediately I call his name, looking at him, I watch how he lick his lips.

” Sweet lacey” he grin ” not yet, you come when I ask you to ” oh my god, he is a complete monster on bed ” if you disobey, I won’t touch you anymore, do you want that?” I avert my gaze, bite my lower lip.

” No ”

” Look at me lacey, don’t tear your gaze from me and I might let you cum this time ” he thrust in once and I did as he said, truly I feel powerless, how can I keep looking at him when I want to close my eyes.

” Arthur please ” I beg

” Please what?”

” Let me cum ” he pull out at that, turn me around, making me bend on my four while he thrust in hard from behind, harder than I expected ” Arthur!!!” I half scream the moment I came, my legs starting to lose its function but he didn’t stop, his hands hold my waist while his thrust increased.

” Lacey ” I gasp, his palm meet my arse ” you’re so fucking good, taking me on like this” Arthur stop moving only for a slight moment to bite my neck, he suck on it then withdraw” you’re mine ”

What I thought impossible happened yet again, he bend my head down, his ponding increasing, seem to be growing bigger ” I can’t ” I shake my head, I came for the third time but he still isn’t done ” I can’t ”

” Lacey ” he growl ” you’re making me so happy ” his voice hot ” am almost there, when I pull out I need you to turn around open your mouth and swallow ” he didn’t let me think that through, the moment he did pull out, he turn me around, I open my month and he place it in, move twice before finishing in my mouth, his eyes didn’t look away ” swallow ” he pull out and I did exactly as he asked, every inch of them.

” Good girl ” leaning close, he kiss me ” six month won’t be enough lacey ” he growl ” I don’t think am ever letting you go ”

Read – True love episode 59 – 60

🔞 SHADOW

SEDUCTION🔞

WRITTEN BY : NOEL INNOCENT

CHAPTER TWENTY: HIS WOMAN 2

George’s hands remained at her waist. “What are you doing? Let go,” she frowned. From the look of things, she might actually like this guy. I shouldn’t ruin things for them. That’s what any normal person would think, but I’m far from normal.

“Fine,” letting her go, my eyes didn’t move from the door. I watched it open; Angelo’s face came into the picture. He looked really happy and excited to see her. I couldn’t see her face.

“Monica, are you okay?” His voice filled with concern. “You took a while to open.”

“I’m fine, was just talking.”

“Talking?” It was then his gaze met mine. “George?”

“Angelo,” standing up, I dipped my hands in my pocket and moved closer to her while he stepped in and shut the door. “Why are you here?” My question seemed to have angered Monica; she shot a frown my way. “Let me rephrase.” I moved closer. “I thought I told you to stay away.”

“I don’t work for you, George,” he frowned. “You’re not Arthur.”

“I see,” folding my hands, I watched him turn his gaze to Monica.

“I brought food. Do you mind if I keep them in the fridge?”

“Of course not; it’s in the dining room,” she replied, smiling quite too much.

“Alright.” Angelo moved from the living room, and she stepped closer. “You should leave.” Her voice was low. “It’s time for you to go.”

“You’re joking,” frowning, I looked at her. “You’re sending me away to be with him? After I showed you my state?” Her face flushed when she looked at my cock; she averted her eyes and then looked at me.

“You can come up later.” Her expression changed, more like, what did she just agree to. “I mean, you should go home and rest; you’re traveling tomorrow, ri…” I didn’t let her finish talking before kissing her lips. Her hands grabbed my chest, conflicted whether to push or pull me.

Withdrawing back on my own, I noticed Angelo staring at us. “I’m sitting right here.” My gaze moved to meet his. “Aren’t you leaving? We are busy.”

“Monica?” He called, and she looked at him. “Are you safe? Do you need me to stay?” His words were filled with a lot of meaning; one could tell that he thinks I’m blackmailing her or something.

I haven’t even used what I got on her yet; I’m generous. “I’m fine; you should go.” And that brought a smile to my face. I watched him leave; she shut the door and looked at me. “You should go too.”

“What do…”

“I’m not having sex with you, George,” she practically yelled. “Things are just so confusing. I don’t even know you. It’s a fact that I have done this before, but not this way.”

“What are you saying?” I’m starting to get to the edge. “You don’t want me to touch you?”

“I don’t want any of this. I didn’t give you my full consent.”

“Unbelievable,” running my hands through my hair, I stared at her. “You don’t want this? When this is your fault?”

This all started when I looked into Lacey for Arthur. I got a glimpse of Monica’s picture, and I just couldn’t stop thinking about her. I wanted her close, no matter what. She was a beauty, too beautiful to resist but I did.

And then out of nowhere, she came barging into my life. What did she expect me to do? I should let her go? I wanted a taste, and now I don’t want her to leave. Yes, I’m far from gentle, but I will make things work.

“My fault?” Her voice high-pitched.

“Yes,” I growled. “You don’t get to speak to me that way.”

She furrowed her brows. “You’ve got to be joking.”

“I’m not,” running my hands through my hair, I cleared my throat. “You’re turning me on,” her gaze lowered down, and then she looked back at me, shocked. “You have no idea how you look when you’re angry, how your breasts shake with each word you use.”

“George,” face flushed.

“Wine,” I asked. “Do you have any?”

“I don’t,” she folded her hands. “You’re addicted to that.”

“Arthur loved smoking,” I replied. “I thought I should get into drinking.”

“Do you worship him or something?” She furrowed her brows while I moved towards the fridge and grabbed a beer. “You drink beer?” No reply, seeing that nothing else is in there, I decided to open the bottle and gulp all of it.

“You should leave,” she mumbled, and I looked at her.

“Go to your room and get naked “her lips part to say something else but I beat her to it ” or I will force you to do so, your choice ”

” You don’t own me!!!”

” Huh ” I drop the empty bottle ” you’re not an object, why should I own you? I simply told you ….I like my women submissive ” moving closer to her, I whispered ” go to your room, take a slow and gentle bath, lay down naked on your bed, spread your leg and wait for me ” my eyes meet hers, I know am getting to her ” let me show you a good time ”

” George”

” Do as I say ” leaning close I kiss her, gently, my hands squeeze her arse ” go on, wait for me…let me make a call ” without any other word, she went to her bedroom and I grin.

The night was splendid.

Arthur blinked his eyes twice as he woke up. Turning to my left, I stared at Lacey—eyes closed, lips parted a little, with the morning sunlight gracefully complementing her skin. Her blond hair was scattered over the bed and half of her face.

Using my hand, I tucked her hair behind her ears and noticed how tired she looked. I must have pushed too hard last night. I remembered going at it four times; that must be a lot. I’m sure she is sore.

Sitting up, I slowly took off the blanket, parting her legs in a way that wouldn’t wake her. I frowned at how swollen she was down there. What is even wrong with me? It was more like her first time having sex. I should have been gentle.

I even made her bleed, tearing into her roughly without thinking. I’m sure it wasn’t different from when she was raped. “Fuck.” Running my hands through my hair, I decided to cover her with the blanket, go to the bathroom, turn on the water in the bathtub, and make it a little steamy before stepping back into the bedroom.

“Lacey?” Sitting down, I kissed her lips. “Wake up.”

“Hmmm,” she turned around, and I smiled.

“Come on, let me bath you.” Holding her hand, I lifted her up, making her sit on the bed. My eyes dropped to the injuries on her back; even her lips seemed injured. I must have thrust too hard last night, even in her mouth. “I’m sorry.” She looked at me, eyes still a little sleepy.

“For what?” Stretching her hands, yawning, and I exhaled. “Arthur, don’t tell me you’re regretting.”

“No,” I shook my head. “I was too rough on you, right? Look at your body; you have bruises all over.”

“It’s fine.”

“It’s not fine.” Growling, I started to hate myself. “How could I do that to you? That makes me no different than…” Her finger on my lips made me stop speaking. Looking at her, I noticed how she lit up; she looked lovely.

“I enjoyed last night.” Leaning close, her lips met mine in a sweet and slow kiss. It’s the first time she intentionally kissed me. What does it mean? “I loved it,” she whispered, and I smiled.

“Come, I will bathe you.”

Her face heated up. “Is that needed?”

“I want to.” Lifting her up in my arms, the blanket fell off. “I’m the first man you’re having sex with.” A smile tainted my lips. “That made me glad.”

“But.”

“Rape isn’t sex, Lacey.” I dropped her slowly into the bathtub. “Sex is all about consent, and one can’t lose virginity. You give it to someone, and it’s me. I am that someone.” She chuckled and nodded her head.

“Thank you.” Her smile was genuine. “No one has said that to me before. I thought I lost my innocence then.”

“All you knew then was pain.” I mixed the liquid soap in my hand. “Last night, I showed you heaven. That reminds me.” She looked at me, and I kneeled down next to the bathtub. “You’re really good in bed, Lacey. I loved it.” Clearing her throat, Lacey looked elsewhere.

“Stop saying weird things.”

“It’s not weird.”

Silence engulfed us; the only sound was that of the sponge on her back. She faced the wall. “Can I ask you something?”

“Go on.”

“What time is your flight?”

“Four PM,” I replied. “Why are you asking? Already missing me?” She nodded her head, which surprised me. My gaze lowered to her waist; fingerprints were even evident on her arse. I really did spank her a lot, and it reflected a little on her waist.

“Arthur?” She turned around, her gaze meeting mine, cheeks flushed, biting her lower lip. Usually, when she does this, she won’t look at me, but for some reason, she is giving me a very pleading look. “Can we?” She cleared her throat. “Can we do it?”

“Do it?” I frowned. “What do you mean?” I knew exactly what she was saying, but teasing her a little wouldn’t hurt, right? She averted her gaze and used her hand to demonstrate; her left hand created a hole with her fingers, and then she used one of her fingers to move in, as if thrusting into the other hand.

I couldn’t hold back my laughter. “It’s not funny.” Her lips pouted while she murmured.

“Lacey.” Clearing my throat, I smiled. “You want me to make love to you?” She nodded, and I shook my head.

“Why not?”

“You’re obviously sore; doing it right now won’t be too good for you.”

“Don’t you think that’s my line?” Hands folded, her voice remained calm. “It’s just that I won’t be seeing you for three days.” Dropping the sponge into her hands, I got up, took off my clothes. “Arthur?”

“Let’s bathe together.” Joining her in the bathtub, I sat behind her while she relaxed on my body. “Lacey, nothing is happening until I return. You need to heal, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Good girl.” Wrapping my hands around her, I rested my head on her neck. I needed to sleep; I was feeling very tired. I really went all out last night. “Tell me something.”

“What is it?” She replied.

“Did you remember what I said to you last night?” Biting my lower lip, I hoped she forgot about it. I was drunk, dead drunk. Why did I blurt that out? It’s obvious she won’t love me. God, I’m stupid.

“Oh.” Her hands separated mine from her body before turning around to meet my gaze. “I remember everything, Arthur.” She leaned close. “And yes, I will love you.” My eyes widened from that.

“Lacey.”

“I know you must have been through a lot, but don’t worry.” She touched my face. “I won’t leave you.”

“Promise.”

“I promise.”

“Don’t you dare break it, Lacey.” Pulling her close, I sealed my lips with hers, deciding to make the kiss this time slow, gentle, and sweet. Withdrawing, I looked at her. “If you break it, I will kill you.” Shaking my head, I rephrased my sentence. “I will kill myself.”

She chuckled. “You don’t even love me.”

“That’s true.” Looking at her, I tucked her hair behind her ear. “Loving someone is difficult for me. I first fall in lust, then get possessive, and lastly,” I leaned close, “I get obsessed. This is not love, Lacey.”

“What are you saying?” She looked so confused.

“I might kill you and then kill myself.” I smiled. “If you ever break that promise.”

“You’re joking.”

“Maybe.” Kissing her forehead. “Maybe not.”

TBC