“It wasn’t nothing. I watched your lip curl, and I want to know why,” he pushes.
“Fine, I thought it was gross that you haven’t showered yet.”
He seems surprised by that answer. “I’m glad my cleanliness is a concern for you, wife.”
“I don’t want to sit across from you smelling like an animal.”
He pinches the bridge of his nose like I am exhausting him. Good, I hope I am. I am going to make his life hell, just like he is doing to me.
"Dinner is downstairs," he states. Good, because I am hungry. He waves his hand toward the door, and I walk past him without saying a word. We walk down the corridor that smells like him, through the villa, to the open-plan dining area. The table, which is long enough for ten, is set for two at one end With white linen, candles, and crystal glasses. The pool glows turquoise through the glass beyond it. It looks romantic, and that thought makes me want to hurl. He reaches my chair first and pulls it out for me. My eyes narrow on him. Why is he being a gentleman now?
“Wife.” He smirks.
My brows pull together, but I ignore the niggling feeling in my stomach as I go to take a seat and gasp. There's an object attached to the seat, it’s black silicone, thick, unmistakable, fixed to the center of the chair, staring at me. What the hell?
"Take a seat, Summer." Kairo grins.
“No.”
His brows rise. “No?”
“You think I am going to sit on that?” I say, pointing at the dildo.
"Sit down." he says again, those amber eyes darkening.
"No," I argue back.
"You can sit on your own, or I can put you on it myself. Either way, you're sitting in that chair tonight." He hisses at me.
Has he lost his mind? That thing is huge. The red dress barely covers my thighs, and there is nothing between me and that thing but air. He planned this while I was in the shower.
"You're disgusting." I seethe.
"Probably." His fingers tap on the wooden chair. "Sit."
I close my eyes. You can do this, whatever sick game he is playing, you can do this. My jaw is so tight my teeth ache as I try to work out how the hell I’m going to sit on this thing. I move slowly and try to position myself the best I can before Ilower myself. Every second is humiliating. I reach out and grab the dick and hold it in place. The silicone is cool against me for a second as the thick head presses against my entrance. I don’t know how it’s going to fit, I’m not wet enough.
“Do you need my help?” Kairo’s warm breath tickles across my skin as he whispers into my ear.
“No!” I cry out which earns me a dark chuckle.
I bob up and down on the tip a couple of times, trying to lube myself up enough that I can continue sliding down on this thing. Slowly, I try to relax and let the thing in. I feel the pressure as it pushes inside, slow, stretching, filling. I grip the edge of the table with both hands, and my breath comes out in a shattered gasp. It's big.Too big.I sink the rest of the way down, and my thighs are trembling against the seat by the time I'm fully seated.
“Good girl,” he whispers again, and all I can think about is stabbing him with the fork in front of me. When I'm settled, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out two metal bracelets, thin and elegant. The diamonds sparkle under the light, and before I realize what he is doing, he’s looping one of the bracelets through the chair and over my wrist. It’s not until it clicks that I understand.
"What are you doing?" I squeal as panic surges inside me again. He doesn't answer and goes to do the same thing on the other side. “No,” I say, grabbing my hand from him.
“Give it to me,” he says, grabbing my wrist. I try to fight him, but with a fucking dildo stuck up my vagina, pushing into me, hitting spots it shouldn’t be hitting, I can’t fight him well enough. I still and give up easily, he’s won this round. “You’re learning.” He chuckles as he locks the other wrist.
“How am I supposed to eat dinner?” I moan.
“You will, just wait and see.” He straightens and looks down at me. "I'm going to shower, and you're going to sit here and think about what happens when you run from me."
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. I don’t want to gross you out with my uncleanliness.” He smirks as he starts to walk away.
“You can’t leave me here.”
