In the opulent confines of the penthouse suite, the city sprawled beneath us like a glittering carpet of secrets. I had everything a man could want—power, wealth, respect. Everything, that is, except the one thing I'd decided I wanted most: Ember Moon Kendricks, the fiery doctor who'd been blackmailed into this farce of a marriage. She stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, her back to me, the city lights reflecting off her tense shoulders.
"You're wasting time," I said, my voice a low rumble. "The sooner you accept this, the better for both of us."
She turned, her eyes blazing with defiance. "I accept nothing, Lukas. You're a monster, and I'll never forgive you for this."
I smirked, unbuttoning my shirt. "Oh, I think you will. In time." I let the shirt drop to the floor, my gaze never leaving hers. "And I think you'll enjoy it too."
Her breath hitched, but she held her ground. "You're delusional."
I chuckled, stepping closer. "Maybe. But you're not. You're a woman with needs, Ember. Needs I can fulfill."
I reached for her, but she stepped back, her hand flying to her throat. "Don't touch me."
I raised an eyebrow. "Or what? You'll scream? Cry? Hit me? I can take it. I can take whatever you dish out. But in the end, you'll be the one begging for more."
She swallowed hard, her eyes flicking to the shower. "I need a shower."
I grinned. "So take one. I'll join you."
She shook her head. "No. I want to be alone."
I shrugged, turning towards the bathroom. "Suit yourself. But know this, Ember. I'll be waiting. And when you're ready, I'll be here to make you feel things you've never felt before."
I left her standing there, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and curiosity. I stripped off the rest of my clothes, stepping into the shower. The hot water cascaded over me, steam filling the air. I leaned against the tiles, my cock already hard with anticipation.
Minutes passed, and then the shower door opened. Ember stood there, naked, her body a vision of curves and softness. Her eyes were downcast, but I saw the hunger in them, the need she was trying so hard to suppress.
"Come here, Ember," I said, my voice a low growl.
She stepped into the shower, the water cascading over her body, her nipples hardening under the heat. I reached for her, pulling her close, my hands roaming over her wet skin. She gasped, her body trembling against mine.
"I hate you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water.
I chuckled, my hand cupping her breast. "I know. But you want me. Admit it."
She shook her head, but her body betrayed her. She arched into my touch, her breath hitching as I pinched her nipple.
"Say it, Ember," I demanded, my hand sliding down her stomach, my fingers finding her pussy. She was wet, so fucking wet. "Say you want me."
She moaned, her hips bucking against my hand. "I want you," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I grinned, my fingers sliding inside her. "Good girl. Now, get on your knees."
She hesitated, her eyes meeting mine. "Why?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Because I said so. Because I want to feel your mouth on my cock. Because I want to fuck your face until you can't breathe."
She swallowed hard, but she sank to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine. I guided her head to my cock, her lips parting as she took me into her mouth. I groaned, my head falling back against the tiles as she sucked me, her tongue swirling around my shaft.
"Fuck, Ember," I growled, my hands tangling in her hair. "You're so fucking good at this."
She moaned around my cock, her eyes watering as I thrust deeper into her throat. I could feel her gagging, but she didn't pull away. She took me deeper, her nose pressing against my skin, her throat constricting around my cock.
I pulled her head back, my cock sliding out of her mouth with a pop. "Breathe, Ember," I said, my voice a low growl. "Then I want you to suck me off until I come down your throat."
She gasped for breath, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She took me back into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked me, her hands reaching up to cup my balls.
I groaned, my hips thrusting in time with her movements. "Fuck, Ember. You're going to make me come."
She moaned around my cock, her eyes meeting mine. I could see the challenge in them, the defiance. She wanted to make me come, wanted to prove to herself that she could control me, even if just for a moment.
I let her, my hips thrusting harder, my cock sliding deeper into her throat. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening. "Fuck, Ember," I growled. "I'm going to come."
She moaned around my cock, her eyes never leaving mine. I came with a roar, my cock pulsing as I shot my load down her throat. She swallowed, her eyes watering as she took every last drop.
I pulled her to her feet, my arms wrapping around her. "Good girl," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear. "You did well."
She pulled away, her eyes meeting mine. "I hate you," she said, her voice barely audible.
I grinned, my hand cupping her cheek. "I know. But you want me. And that's all that matters."
She turned away, stepping out of the shower.