His Price(20)

Dipping her head towards the floor, her eyes drifted side to side. “It doesn't matter. You don't deserve to know my real name.”

“Fine. I don't care to know that anyway. All I need is your fucking cunt, that's all I care about.”

“I'm not having sex with you, I won't.” She lifted her head quickly, the tousled hair whipping over her cheeks. The flushed red was now a burning color running over her body, every inch of her was on fire with rage.

“I don't care what you think, you're going to do what I purchased you for. I didn't pay all that money for nothing.”

Copper's chest heaved with anger. She was fucking pissed, but I didn't care. For me the risks weighed more than ticking her off. I wasn't going to lose everything, that's why I was doing this. And that wouldn't change.

She will have my baby. That's her only option, her only chance to be freed of this burden.

My burden.

I'm not here to play games with her.

My fingers trailed over her soft velvet skin. A small twitch sent her a step back. She didn't want to be near me, it was clear as day.

She folded her arms across her chest, her lips remaining firmly locked tight. “Don't touch me. You don't deserve to lay a single finger on me.” Copper hugged her ribs tighter. She seemed to be wishing herself to disappear, closing her eyes hard, nostrils flaring out.

“Your lips say no, but last time I remember you fucking dripping on me.” Cocking my head to the side, I bared my teeth. “I bet you're wet now too.”

“Fuck off, Asshole. You can't tell me you just bought me and expect me to throw myself at you,” she said, flailing a hand up, shooing me away.

“That's what I like about you, you're not easy, Babe.” Stepping closer, I gripped my cock. “You left me with a swollen cock last time, I've been ready for you take care of that since.”

“What is wrong with you? This isn't how you get in a girl's pants. Does that usually work on other girls?” Tilting her head to her shoulder, the supple flesh of her neck emerged. I had to do everything I could to stop myself from just yanking her in, taking her in my arms and kissing her.

But I couldn't just yet.

“Look, I know I might have paid for you, but I haven't stopped thinking about you since I laid eyes on you.” Stepping in closer, I said, “And no, most of the time I don't need to work this hard to get what I want.”

“Sounds like you know how to pick them then. Loose and willing.”

She's sarcastic, and she's got a set of balls. A part of me had expected that she might have been scared to know I wasn't letting her leave. Instead she hits me with sarcasm and sassy remarks.

“I never picked them, they came to me. I picked you, and for good reason.”

“So? Does that mean I should spread my legs for you? Because you picked me? God you're conceited.” The light hit her eyes and they shined a color I'd never seen before. They were a mix of gray with green and speckles of blue.

“Wow, you're eyes are beautiful.”

“Stop. Just stop, that shit isn't going to work on me.” Holding her hand up, her palm rested out, halting my compliment.

“No, I'm serious. That wasn't me trying to hit on you. Your eyes really are beautiful.” Every time I looked at her I noticed a small detail that I hadn't spotted before.

Her hair had bright highlights, small freckles rode the bridge of her nose. I wanted to lay small kisses over each one, taste every small spot with my tongue.

“How many times do I have to tell you to fuck off?”

Laughing inside, I knew she was really angry. This wasn't the job she thought it was.

She's thinks she's pissed now, wait till I tell her the best part.

The baby she's going to carry for me.

“Say what you want, but I can see you want this.” Every step I took in, she took one back. “You're not going anywhere, so we might as well have a little fun.”

“Fun? You call this fun? You really are something, you know that? You tell me I've been bought, and can't leave, and you think we should have fun?” Flipping her hair from her face, her eyes searched mine. “Wow. This is ridiculous, you realize you can't keep me?”

“I can keep you, and I will keep you.” Smirking, I ran my hands over my chest. Her eyes following with each stroke.

“I'm not doing this, I'm leaving.” Her chest heaved wildly, air pushing down inside with rage and desire.

She wanted to think she didn't want me too. But every piece of her movements, every time her gaze shifted around my body; she dripped with need. I watched her step back with her body, but move forward with her thoughts.

She wasn't going to be able to hold up this wall for very long.

I wasn't going to allow that.

She was mine. Even if she thought she was going to leave, there was no place for her to go. And I was going to make her realize that.