Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

"I am doing what I am craving to have for years. I know what I want Marco. I want you so bad. But do you want me? " She whispered leaning closer to his face. Her lips brushed against his.

"I am all yours to do anything Marco. But if you still want to me to go I will. Just tell me to go." She whispered opening the knott of his sweatpants. He gritted his teeth trying to stop himself when she pushed her hand inside his boxers and caressing his shaft.

He closed his eyes wanting to feel her touch but snapped his eyes open when she stopped. She looked in his eyes before stepping back.

"I think I should go." She turned to grab her robe but Marco couldn't stop the temptation anymore.

"Fuck it!" Grabbing her arm he roughly slammed her against him smashing his lips agaisnt hers. Camile smiled agaisnt his lips kissing him back.

He roughly ripped her negligee and was about to throw her on the bed but she stopped him. He looked at her in confusion and desperation when she grabbed the glass of milk and extended to him.

"I brought this for you. First drink it so you could have more strength. I want you to make me lose my mind tonight." Marco for the first time smirked at her grabbing the glass. He drank it in one go and threw the glass away.

Picking her up he threw her on the bed. And that's how the room got filled with her loud moans and his groans. He took her just like she asked him rough and raw making her scream his name loudly.

In the middle of the night Camile opened her eyes and looked at Marco who was sleeping soundly. She knew he wouldn't be waking up till the morning. She chuckled remembering the sleeping pills she added in his milk. She wanted him to sleep till she will be done with the locked up little guy.

She got dressed up in Marco's oversized shirt and sweatpants before walking down. She reached the basement and entered it. A small evil smile appeared over her lips when she saw Cyrus laying on the dirty mattress sleeping.

She walked near the table where all the equipments were present that she has used on him. Except for one. Sharp wire. She grabbed it smiling devilishly before walking near his laying figure.

Cyrus has grown a dislike towards a woman touching him. And why? Because one day when Cyrus was just 13 years old he was sent by his father to some party. He went there and everyone as usual mistook him for an 18 years old kid.

He still remember the woman who seems to be in her early 30s flirting with him. Touching him whenever she got the chance. He told her about being a minor but she didn't believe him and asked Camile who wanted nothing but to ruin him. She lied to the woman and he's 20 and the woman wanted nothing than to have him.

Just when he went to the bathroom the woman followed and tried to touch him inappropriately. All he remembered doing was to punch her several times before leaving the party and again even though he tried to tell his father but he was ignored and punished by Marco. And Camile knew about his disliking towards women touching him. So she on purpose started touching him whenever the chance she got just to mess up his mind.

Right now again she caressed his cheek making him gasp out. He sat up on the mattress shooting her a dangerous glare. Camile smiled at him before playing with the wire.

"You seem tired Cyrus. You seem like you have given up. Then come here let me finish your misery tonight." She said trying to wrap the wire around his neck but Cyrus kicked her stomach.

Camile glared at him finding him already slightly laughing at her. She suddenly felt anxious when she witnessed something different in his eyes. He was smirking like a crazy man. He grabbed the wire she dropped on the floor before chuckling darkly.

"You thought I didn't know why you came here? Wanna kill me bitch!" He questioned glaring at her with an evil glint she never witnessed in him before.

"Tonight I will free this world from a psycho bitch like you." Camile's eyes widened when he fisted her scattered hair roughly pulling her on her feet. She kicked his stomach making him groan in pain.

Just when Camile tried running out he grabbed her ankle making her fell on the floor with a loud thud. Screaming loudly she felt him sitting over her back grabbing her wrists.

"I was fucking waiting for this day!" She struggled when he wrapped the wire around her wrists.

"Your father will kill you! Bastard get off me!" Cyrus chuckled leaning his face near her ear.

"I thought of sparing you but after hearing him fucking the shit out of you. I understood that bastard will never let me be free from you. So if I will have to be killed then I will take you with me bitch!" Roughly pulling her off the floor and dragging her towards the tub in the corner of the room.

Camile screamed when the water soaked her body. She started shivering in cold. Glaring at him she watched him wrapping rope around her ankles as well. She was entirely bonded by the strings now. She struggled but to no avail.

"Isn't it your favorite place?" Cyrus said smiling watching her struggling.

Camile has given electric shocks to Cyrus many times in this tub. And she also once said that it's her favorite game with him. Suddenly he kneeled infront of the tub glaring at her.

"Remember there are many games Camile. Mind games and physical games that you taught me. So tonight I will teach you a new game." He said standing up and grabbing the electric rodes. Looking at her face which was for the first morphed with fear he smiled like a maniac.

"Death games." With that he threw the wires inside the tub making her cry out.

Cyrus turned the rodes off for a second before again switching them on making her whole body painfully vibrate. He did that for a few times before switching them off and this time he noticed how her eyes were dropping down.