Mr Dark Desires. Possessives

Say My Name

Long enough Carlos stared at the bruises on Ayana's chest and rubbed it. At the mark she left on the girl's back, Ayana shuddered as Carlos' warm breath swept over the exposed skin of her back.

 

Ayana was still sitting on Carlos lap with the man's hands coiled with possessive around his waist, giving no room for Ayana to move or wriggle from her grasp.

 

And when Carlos' hand rubbed Ayana's arm, Ayana could feel that her breath was blocked. He did not dare to move.

 

“Carlos!” the sound of a knock on the door shocked the two of them and luckily this time Sam did not barge in right away because he knew Ayana was inside. “Quick! We're late! Juan would be very upset if we weren't there when he came!”

 

Carlos grumbled and his eyes turned sharp when he heard Juan's name mentioned.

 

“Ten minutes!” carlos shouted, releasing his embrace around Ayana's waist.

 

Ayana immediately jumped down from Carlos lap right then and stood to the side while covering her body.

 

“Follow me,” Carlos said as he pulled Ayana's hand and took her out of the room.

 

As the two of them walked past Sam and Abby who were busy with their respective affairs, Carlos raised his hand as Sam wanted to say something so Sam fell silent, he knew that Carlos was being serious and did not want to be reminded of their delay.

 

Abby sees this and becomes increasingly upset that Carlos can easily command his man to shut up. It's not fair that Carlos has to end up with a snot kid, inexperienced like Ayana, supposed to be a guy like Carlos with a much more experienced woman.

 

Therefore, Abby's frustration, she ventured by kissing Sam violently and made the man surprised but also liked her.

 

Meanwhile, Carlos takes Ayana to a room she has never been to again in years. The only room in the house that reminds her of Bianca.

 

Carlos should no longer need to go inside this room after what happened and even he should have already burned all the items in this room. Unfortunately, he couldn't do that. There will always be this heavy feeling hanging in Carlos mind.

 

One hope that one day Bianca will return? Just thinking about it had disgusted Carlos, but if only Carlos could be honest, maybe that was what Carlos really wanted.

 

Carlos took a deep breath as he stood in front of the room which had stored all the memories of Bianca. After a while, he opened the door.

 

On the other hand, Ayana knew what this room was and if she did not remember wrongly, Dalia once said that Carlos would never set foot in this room, but here they are now.

 

Carlos let go of Ayana's hand and immediately busied himself to look for something suitable to cover Ayana's body. She looks for it among a pile of clothes and dresses hanging beautifully and also looks for some jewelry that Bianca usually uses.

 

It took about ten minutes for Carlos to find what he was looking for.

 

A coloured outer pair with Ayana's dress and an earring to complement Ayana's appearance, as well as heels for Ayana's bare feet.

 

Carlos immediately approached Ayana and helped her wear pearl earrings in both ears of Ayana, making her turn and spread her hair until the neck of Ayana is visible.

 

“I can wear it myself,” Ayana wants to turn her body around, but Carlos again-again holding her back.

 

“Be quiet,” whispered Carlos right in Ayana's ear and the girl obediently complied.

 

 

Carlos's hand then explored Ayana's body and stroked her waist, making Ayana gasp, unfortunately Carlos did not stop there.

 

She lifted Ayana's dress until her thighs were exposed and rubbed her skin until Ayana's breath was stuck in her throat. After that, Carlos used his finger to touch the sensitive part of Ayana.

 

The girl tries to break away, but Carlos won't let her go before she gets what she wants.

 

“Carlos...” Ayana's voice vibrates because she knows what Carlos wants, what this man will do.

 

“Hm,” murmured Carlos, but did not stop what he was doing now. Using his two fingers, Carlos made Ayana's body tremble and awaken something in this innocent girl.

 

Carlos chuckled as his actions made Ayana move her hips uncomfortably. He knew what Ayana was feeling and what she needed.

 

The man then lowered his head and began to kiss Ayana's shoulder, up to her level neck, making the girl's breath hunt and roar.

 

Carlos placed his right hand over Ayana's chest and made the girl breathe sharply, as her hands explored her soft skin.

 

Ayana doesn't want this, but she can't deny that Carlos's touch this time is very different to what he did to her a few days ago.

 

This time Carlos looked even more heart-felt, as if he would not hurt Ayana. It was as if he would not give Ayana any pain, but a much better feeling.

 

Unknowingly, Ayana moved her body, following the rhythm that Carlos had applied and this made the man much more excited in his movements.

 

Ayana bit her lips as the sensation on the part of the body touched by Carlos felt increasingly intense.

 

“Say my name...” said Carlos gently, as if he was persuading a small child. “Say my name..”

 

Ayana moaned as the sensation grew more and more unbearable and Carlos soft voice lingered in her ears.

 

“Carlos...” Ayanas groan along with a wave of satisfaction that afflicts her. Ayana bit her lip when Carlos bit her shoulder, it did not hurt, but it was enough to make the intensity of what Ayana felt much greater.

 

Ayana had never felt so much like this before nor had Carlos ever treated her like this when they were together.

 

And when the heat wave subsided, then Ayana realized what happened. His eyes turned terrified and his body stiffened trying to get away from Carlos, but the man did not want to let go.

 

Carlos turns over Ayana's body and starts to kiss her lips, she whispers softly on the girl's lips. “I love it when you call my name.” he whispered.

 

The kiss this time was so warm and undemanding and not as scary as Ayana had imagined. However, when Ayana closed her eyes, Carlos eyes opened. He stared coldly at the room while kissing the girl in his arms.