A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 43

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Fuck–why doesn’t it just stay doen?

Lleaned back in my chait, exhaling through my one, trying in focus on the contrario disturbing me.

1 didn’t know what the hell was happening to me?! That things werent gond in my life because the moment, Nikolai walked out of my office, the berge of bi naked body pressed against mine immediately Beeded in my mind. It was the way he felt against me last night that was mining everything in any life. The hest of his body, the tension in his rescles as he tried to fight me off, the way he trembled, whether from anger of fear, I wasn’t wire.

And I shouldn’t be thinking about it.

But I was.

I rubbed a hand over my face, growling in frustration. My cock twitched at the memory of his scent, that faint mix of mp and something innocent, a stark contrast to the way I had him trapped beneath my arm this morning.

It felt so good that I felt happy and ended up ondering for him, a phone. He really deserved it.

I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, shifting in my seat. But as I moved, I felt it, the persistent ache between my legs that had been tormenting since this morning.

This wasn’t normal.

It wasn’t as if I’d been starved of sex for a fucking year. Two weeks back, I fucked a whore roughly yet here I was, unable to think straight because of a brat who could barely look me in the eye without scowling.

I exhaled sharply and stood, unbuttoning the cuffs of my sleeves as I talked toward my private bathroom.

The second I stepped inside, I turned the lock behind me, bracing my hands on the marble sink, staring at my reflection. My dark eyes were steady, but my body was betraying me.

I was fucking hard.

I cursed under my breath, ripping open the buttons of my shirt before shoving my pants down. My cock sprang free, painfully stiff, desperate for relief. I turned on the shower, stepping beneath the scalding spray, hoping the heat would wash away the tension colled inside me. But it didn’t.

Because the second I closed my eyes, I saw him.

Nikolai

The way he looked in my bed this morning, small, fragile, his bare shoulders peeking from beneath the sheets. The way his voice shook when he lied about needing the bathroom just to escape me. The way he gasped when he fell, his body sprawled out on my carpet.

I groaned, gripping myself, my hand moving instinctively

I pumped my length, harder, faster, trying to chase the frustration from my system. But no matter how much I pushed, it wasn’t enough. The tightness my gut refused to break, my need lingering just out of reach.

I grited my teeth and leaned my head against the shower as I kept up the pace around my length, stoking myself harder, and faster to drive out th frustration that just wouldn’t leave.

I wasn’t attracted to him, I didn’t get that butterfly shit, I felt nothing looking at him so then why was 1 jerking off to him in the showers? The whole thing

was driving me crazy.

I’ve never wanted to lock a pay before, but now I’m starting to think that’s what I need to do to stop all these thoughts of him, invading my fucking sleep of all things, ever since last night when I we slept both naked.

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Chapter 43

I had ever questioned my sexuality before, because I did I need to, I loved having sex with girls hark ( CHAT MANAT or big. 1 Imed them all.

Not oner had I thought about being with a guy, but Nikolai could he immerme I wouldn’t mind ramming my monster into

Took at me, getting ahead of mysell, he’s not even info me like that.

I must be losing my damn mind.

Finishing up, not feeling any bettes with myself I decided in just go back and deal with my work, unsatisfied with what I just did in the shineer most, not Feeling fulfilled from best my hand.

I stepped out of the shower, my body still tense despite what I’d just doen. Water dripped from my hair en 1 grabbed a towel, rubbing it roughly over my

skin.

I didn’t help.

I was still imitated. Still restless. Still fucking unsatisfied.

Running a hand through my wet hair, 1 exhaled sharply and left the bathroom, grabbing a fresh shirt from my closet, I didn’t bother buttoning it all the way. leaving the top few undone as I sat back down at my desk, staring at the untouched contracts in front of me.

I needed to focus

I needed to get Nikolai out of my damn head.

But the more I tried, the worse it got. His scent lingered in my mind, his defiant glare, the way his breath hitched whenever I got ton close. The brates on his collarbone this morning the ones I left there.

I had no right to be thinking about him like this

And yet, I couldn’t stop.

1 picked up my phone, my thumb hovering over the screen. I had his number now. It would be so easy to text him. To summon him back here, make him stand in front of me, force him to look me in the eye or shove my cock in his mouth and make him finish me.

With that thought in my mind, I didn’t hesitate calling hint

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