Dear Wife, I Hate You (by Josephine Mbanefo) novel Chapter 71

Lilith’s Pov

After he told me to follow him. I looked down at my cake, which I had barely gotten halfway through. “But. I’m still eating?

Killian shrugged, turning to walk away. “I can buy you the entire store if you want, but for now, next time someone tries to approach you, you tell them no and to leave you the fuck alone. I’m going to punish you like the bad girl you are. You don’t get to meet random men. Not on my watch.”

With that, I sighed and stood up, trailing behind him as he walked out of the cake shop with quick steps. He didn’t even wait for me as the elevator opened. We got in silently and headed back up to the office. The moment the doors opened, he led me straight to his office, not saying a word.

Once we were inside, Killian suddenly grabbed me by the waist and pulled me against his chest, my back pressed firmly to him. He wasn’t touching me yet, but I could feel the heat from his body. His breath was low in my ear.

“You see, my dear wife,” he whispered darkly, “this is what happens when you let a man think he has a chance.

And then he spanked me once.

I gasped, turning slightly. “Killian, what are you doing?”

“Don’t talk while I talk,” he growled, spanking me again. Once. Twice. Three times.

“Killian, what the hell is wrong with you?” I managed to say, but the heat had already started pooling at the pit of my stomach. other three spanks.

Shut the fuck up.

Then, just like that, he turned me around, his presence commanding, his scent–a mix of sandalwood and something uniquely him filling my senses. I felt a shiver run down my spine as his hand cupped the back of my neck, pulling me toward him. His lips crashed against mine, hungry and demanding, his tongue sliding into my mouth with a possessiveness that made my knees weak. I moaned softly, my hands clutching at his suit jacket, my body already responding to his dominance.

“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Lilith,” he murmured against my lips, his breath hot and uneven. “And naughty girls need to be punished”

I looked up at him, my heart racing with anticipation. “Killian…”

Before I could form words, His grip tightened, his other hand sliding down to grip my waist as he lifted me effortlessly, pressing me against the cold glass of the office window. The city lights twinkled outside, a distant, irrelevant world compared to the intensity of the moment. His lips trailed down my jawline, his teeth grazing my skin as he whispered. “Begging for it already? How desperate are you, hmm?”

My thoughts were filled with the intensity of the situation I but I still said “You can’t just touch me anytime you feel like”

Without another word, he carried me across the room, his strides purposeful, his grip unyielding. He set me down on the edge of his desk, the cool wood pressing against the back of my thighs. My heart pounded in my chest as he stepped between my legs, his hands sliding up my skirt to grip my hips.

“Lift up,” he commanded, his tone brooking no argument.

I shouldn’t have obeyed, but my body was betraying me.

Lilith stop!!!–I didn’t stop.

Instead I obeyed, my cheeks flushing as he slid my panties down my legs, baring me to his gaze. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight, his lips curling into a smirk that made my breath hitch. “Such a pretty pussy,” he murmured, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.

I tried covering up, because I was very shy that my folds were open to him, but before I could cover up, his fingers were there, sliding through my wetness, teasing the entrance to my core. I gasped, my head falling back as he pressed a single digit inside me, slow and deliberate. “Oh, Killian,” I breathed, my body arching toward him. “More.”

Why am I telling him more, I’m so damn crazy.

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