Blackmailed For Love
Chapter 43: A Losing Battle
Elsa
Kristian kept his hand on my lower back like he was preventing me from running away as we stepped inside the elevator.
I watched as he pressed the button for his penthouse and then entered the code.
When his arm slipped around me and he leaned into me, his chin resting on my head, I felt like it was more him trying to lean into me than keeping me pressed into his side.
When we reached his penthouse and the elevator doors opened, Kristian pulled me with him.
My eyes took in the dark tones of his place accentuated only with grey highlights.
Even in the dim light coming from above the sprawling stairs, and the shimmers that were courtesy of the New York skyline, I could see that his penthouse was luxurious and richer than the apartment I was living in.
There was a gap between the tall buildings in front of the floor to ceiling windows that would allow him a perfect view of sunrise.
It was huge, classy and even though it was furnished to a T with dark wood furniture, glossy marble and thousands of dollars worth of carpet that looked better than the sheets I used to sleep on till now, I felt like it lacked in warmth.
The place looked empty that even the art and crystal vases couldn't fill.
"Come." Kristian started to tug me toward the stairs.
"Wait!"
I tried to jerk away from him but he was gripping my wrist too tightly, either he didn't realize it in his drunken haze or he was intentionally hurting me because I was sure he would leave bruises behind in the shape of his fingers.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked as he tugged me toward the stairs.
I followed behind him or unless I got dragged across the floor.
"I want you in my bed." He said as he pulled me up the stairs.
"No.Wait!" He ignored me as he almost lifted me up the last two-three steps.
with you,
slammed me against the wall between
gutter, little girl.I never had to force you in the past and
here?" I questioned, trying and failing to not fell in those dark grey
be here." He said and then he picked me up and threw me
squeaked, holding
slapped
want you
was flying down and landed on the most cloudy mattress that I had ever felt, bouncing twice before
on the mattress, he
but he was too close, close enough that my breasts
scent engulfed me and how freaking beautiful he looked with
I made a mistake of placing my palm on his smooth, solid
his hand slid mine from the right side of his chest to the left where I heard his heart beating a
he leaned down, making
his weight felt so familiar
skin where my neck met my shoulder.I squirmed beneath him as he licked my
He paused.
to pull him
was considered I could never hold back or have control
been always a battle that I could never win.He was my losing battle.And just
my body and his tantalizing scent that was
moaned as he forced my lips open with his tongue, taking control after I gave in.I tasted him and bitter remains
desire.He slipped his hands over mine, his fingers entwining with mine as he slowly dragged our hands up over my head on
lower half pressed against mine, his hard length a prominent reminder of what I
in his office while he had
around his
someone pulled me out
his eyes closed.I looked at him with wide eyes that sure were filled with
to be here.Just here beside me.I don’t
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