Raging Emotions

Evelyn was in her cabin. Her desk was all stacked up with files and papers waiting for her attention but she didn’t spare them a glance. Because a storm was brewing deep side her. A storm of contrite, self-loathe, and rage.

She was regretting kissing Dylan. She shouldn’t have in fact agreed to come with him to Paris. It just sounded so wrong as on one side she was craving him while on the other hand, she was giving Xander false promises. No doubt, he was the perfect gentleman and would prove to be the best life partner. Xander inhibited all the qualities she used to search for in Dylan. He was kind compassionate, prudent, understanding, and most importantly he respected women. She needed someone like him in her life who understands her, respects her decisions, and adapts to her lifestyle instead of changing it. Even her father had approved of her relationship. He qualified all the conditions that she was looking for in her man but still, she was in a plight. Her heart wasn’t ready to accept him.

And she knew the answer to it because she only sees him as a friend. Yes, he stood by her in every thick and thin but those romantic feelings never blossomed. She was tempted but maybe it was his kindness and that solidarity that made him want her. Dylan and Xander both were blessed with features that can make any girl weak at the knees but Dylan was the only one who made her experience that magnetic pull which she couldn’t resist.

She may sound stupid but her heart beats only for Dylan. She doesn’t want to believe it yet but deep down she knew she had to accept it one day.

But then what about Xander? Wouldn’t he hate her? She always used him to escape Dylan. And now when the coast was clear, she was still willing to run back to her tormentor. But how can she reject the things that were in front of her? The moment they shared yesterday was divine. They both lived that moment and showed their love to each other in ways that couldn’t be described in one syllable. Evelyn would be lying if she says she didn’t relish it. His every touch, his every kiss made her feel wanted. He was not loving her but cherishing her and that was something which she always wanted from him. It took him three years to realize that she was indispensable to him but unlike Dylan, she was still confused.

Evelyn jolted and sat straight. She needs to get a grip because her stupidity would turn everything back to square one. People will laugh at her, she will lose her respect. She can’t let a makeout session break her resolve. Xander and her family had built so much hope in her. She can’t let them down.

Dylan manipulated her with some bogus confession and swayed her heart with his beguiling charms and she fell for it. She wasn’t naïve, she shouldn’t behave like that love-sick teen. She needs to grow up and look through his façade. But Evelyn did. She did test him but all she found was sincerity. He wasn’t lying and meant each and every word. Then how can she stop herself from getting ensnared?

“AHH!! I am so confused” Frustrated; Evelyn threaded her fingers into her neatly combed hair and messed them up.

“Maybe I should head back. I won’t be able to handle it if I stayed long. I should talk with Theo, he’ll understand.” Giving her a pep talk, she grabbed her phone and dialed Theodore’s number.

“Coffee”

Evelyn jumped when a hand came into her line of sight holding a mug. She lifted her eyes to catch the intruder only to see Dylan staring at her with a soft smile on his lips.

A muscle in her jaw instantly twitched in response. Dylan frowned when she scraped her chair back and walked past him while holding the phone near to her ear. She was ignoring him.

Dylan quickly placed the coffee on the table and jogged to her, “What’s wrong baby?”

His endearment made her halt in her tracks. She ended the call and swirled around to pin him with the deadliest glare.

“What do you think you’re doing Dylan?” She snapped at him, making no move to hide her disgust. Dylan on the other hand was confounded.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I exactly mean.” His innocent expression only grated her nerves.

“Don’t misconstrue my response as my acceptance. I have no place for you in my heart. It was just the vulnerability of the moment that held me up. The past where you deceived me and I like a love-sick girl fell for your every word overwhelmed me from stopping you.” Evelyn snarled and expected Dylan to retaliate but instead, he simply dipped his hands in the pocket of his slacks and smirked at her.

“But you kissed me back.” He mused and took a step forward.

Hot rage entered her eyes, “It was a mistake.”

“That’s what you think,” Dylan piped up. “You do love me sweetheart but you’re not ready to believe it.”

“I don’t.” Evelyn gritted and marched towards him angrily. “I don’t love you. I love someone else. Someone who is better than you in every angle and someone who will prove to be my best life partner.”

“Who? Xander?” Dylan smirked before halting. “That’s what you are trying to convince yourself Eve but trust me it’s wrong to marry a man when you have someone else in your heart.” He stipulated while looking deep into her eyes.

Evelyn clenched her fists. She wasn’t ready to submit and Dylan was only stoking her rebellious side to challenge him.

“I will prove you wrong.” She answered him sternly, her brown hues shining with defiance, “I will marry him right in front of you and show you that you mean nothing to me.”

Hot fury coursed through his veins. His face turned dark as rage blinded him. She was continuously testing his patience and he was trying hard not to lose but her last word whipped up his demons.

Evelyn was startled when Dylan stepped forward covering the sliver of distance between them. Her eyes fluttered as it was slowly becoming painful to hold eye contact when he was shooting lasers at her. Sweat popped through her cells as the man lowered his head to her face level and leaned much closer. Evelyn fisted her skirt as she tried her best not to flinch back.

“Then I will fuck you in front of him to prove that you’re mine.” He sputtered out, his smoldering balls boring holes in her face.

Her heart churned in disgust. Tears pricked her eyes as she raised her hand to slap him when Dylan gripped it and pulled her closer. Evelyn struggled violently but he reversed their position and pushed her back on the desk.

“What are you doing?” Evelyn yelped; fear swathed her face as soon as her butt touched the wooden table. She tried to escape but Dylan picked her up and set her on the top in one swift move. That was completely unexpected. Evelyn had her eyes turned to the size of saucers but a scream escaped her mouth which soon got swallowed as Dylan cupped her chin and slammed his lips on her.

“Mmmfff”

She pummeled his chest trying to break free but Dylan gripped her hand and twisted it behind her back with much ease. While he snaked his hand from her chin and palmed the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. This time his touches weren’t gentle but punishing and dominating. Her brows scrunched in pain as the man sank his teeth into her lower lip to draw out blood. She whimpered in response, pushing him by her shoulder but Dylan plunged his tongue collecting her blood on its tip before golloping down, not letting a drop go to waste. That was nasty but again he was Dylan.

Suddenly he retracted his lips but held her face on the spot by fisting her locks. His hold wasn’t tight but firm to keep in place. Evelyn on the other hand glared at him with angry eyes. How dare he kiss her without her permission? But the red hues on her cheeks narrated another story.

“You are mine. Get this thing straight in your head. No fucking bastard can take you away from me.” He growled at her face, abandoning the gentlemen’s cloak. Dylan was done being patient. How can she rudely tramp on their love? Her stubbornness was hurting both. And how dare she call that beautiful moment a mistake?

Fuck the resistance. Fuck the code of conduct that she had imposed on him. She was being too stubborn but it’s high time to show her what her heart desires.

Evelyn met her glare head-on, “I don’t love you and now you are a criminal. Even associating my name with you is a huge blow to my pride.” She spat venom.

Dylan’s glare hardened. The fury in his eyes was unyielding and so terrifying that she felt her blood freezing. Evelyn tried to stay tough but her eyes widened when he parted her legs in one harsh jerk and stood in between. She opened her mouth to shout at him but ended up mewling as his vile fingers slipped inside her skirt, unalarmed.

“No,” appalled Evelyn instantly grabbed his wrist when Dylan again pasted his lips on her while with his other hand, he gripped her thigh and jerked her forward.

“This criminal wants to fuck you into oblivion Eve.” He mumbled near her lips sensually while grinding his hard length against her covered crotch.

Evelyn shuddered, her ears turned red at his crude words. But the longing soared the temperatures and blanketed her mind with lust. Her eyes closed of their own volition when he caressed her inner thigh. Her smooth skin made it so easy for him to glide his fingers on them the way he wants.

“He loves you so much and would love to fuck you in the dirtiest way that you can’t even imagine.” Dylan continued speaking near his lips while stroking his fingers over her thigh. Evelyn bit her lip, her breathing turned ragged.

“S-Stop,” despite the pleasure wracking her, she didn’t pause her weak attempts of resistance. Her heartbeat rose several notches when his fingers contacted her forbidden part. Her mind instantly clicked back to reality and she forced her head to the side. Dylan surmised that she was about to jump so he cupped her clothed core in a firm dominant grasp.

“No, I won’t. You need to get your facts straight. You are my wife, Eve. Only mine. Don’t you dare think about someone else,” Dylan gritted vehemently and gave a rough squeeze on her clothed pussy. Evelyn quickly grabbed her shoulders in response, her eyelids turned heavy as he started rubbing her clit. She bit her lips in response, she expected him to be gentle but the man was rough and fast. The warmth of his palm seared into her skin as he rubbed her pussy in a circular motion while his tongue kept hers busy. She moaned in his mouth begging for reprieve and soon he granted her wish.

Evelyn bit her lips and tried to bury her face in his chest as the girl was dying of embarrassment but Dylan didn’t let her. He kept her captive, holding her face by her hair. His hawk eyes analyzed the erotic expression of her shy wife. Evelyn had no idea what was happening to her. She didn’t want him to stop but didn’t possess the courage to say it out loud. Her body reveled the pleasure his skillful fingers were bestowing to her and boosted her anticipation. Maybe the night he confessed his love to her started working on eradicating the seeds of fear from her heart.

Unbeknownst to her, her body started desiring him.

“Tell me to stop and I will,” Dylan deliberately husked and sucked her jawline. Her mouth turned dry. It was too late to pull the moral card. The carnal desires had overwhelmed her and now all she wanted to feel him. Her heart stilled when he hooked his finger inside her panties and tugged it aside. Evelyn gasped when his callous fingers gently caressed her vertical lips.

“Ahh!!” a bead of sweat trickled down her left temple and disappeared into her hair as she dug her nails into his expensive tailored suit, ruining it.

“Fuck,” the man hummed in response. His deep voice made her core spasm and the beast wasted no time and plunged two of his digits into her slippery flesh. Her mouth turned in an ‘o’ shape.

“You are wet, love. You desire me as much as I do.” Dylan snickered and bit her left lobe while stuffing his middle finger further deep to caress her warm heat. Pleasure raked his brain, how much he had craved to sheath his hard-on inside her warm channel. And today his wish was granted. She was completely at his mercy tonight. Gone were the days when he used to quench his thirst by jerking himself all alone in the room by looking at her pictures. But today, he got the chance to make her writhe in pleasure. It would be phenomenal and a sight to behold.

Impatient, Dylan ripped her panties earning a horrifying flinch. But he didn’t break her trance and pushed his three fingers into her dripping core that welcomed him with no fuss. Evelyn threw her head back, her body arched as he increased his pace. Dylan drew out his tongue to lick her neck. But soon he let out an animalistic growl that made her heart twitch in fright.

Dylan immediately pulled his face away and shot her a glare. Evelyn hissed feeling a harsh tug on her hair. She slowly opened her eyes, the sight left her trembling.

“You dare cover my marks,” he roared and the next moment a loud tearing sound ripped through the air as he tore her shirt. His eyes flipped to her swan-like neck which was completely flawless when the man had made sure to mark every inch of hers.

It was because Evelyn had emptied a full bottle of concealer to cover his marks but now she was regretting it.

Her body kept jolting because of the pleasure he was giving her from below but his fierce gaze imprisoned hers, daring her to look away from him. Evelyn tried hard to fight back the pleasure but it nearly turned impossible as that sweet torture turned fucking painful. She whimpered and clutched the corners of the table with all her might feeling a knot building in her stomach. It demanded quick release and her only hope was Dylan. Dylan noticed it too but he had other plans. He drilled his fingers deeper drawing out her juices while with his other hand, he ripped open her shirt. The buttons went flying on the ground. His mouth watered at the sight of her luscious melons covered in a pink lacy bra. That was a huge turn-on. Dylan hurriedly yanked down the left cup of her bra baring her perky nipple to his evil eyes.

Evelyn felt herself throbbing around his fingers. A loud moan slipped through her lips when his lips covered her nipple. He licked it sensually making her hiss before cutting the act and started sucking it greedily. The man purposely made lewd noises and her moans in sync only heated the air.

Soon, her body convulsed and her juices came leaking down her thighs. Dylan sighed in ecstasy, there was nothing best than making his woman orgasm. He kept rubbing her clit gently while sucking her nipples as Evelyn rode her first orgasm.

Soon her energy drained out and she rested her head on his shoulder feeling lightheaded. Dylan pushed her gently onto the table, and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them in his large palms. He was behaving like a wolf in heat. The years of want wouldn’t sate in a day. Letting go of her nipple, with a pop he buried his face into her chest.

Evelyn was still in a trance, her body shaking with aftershocks. Dylan on the other hand unbuttoned her bra and flung it out before latching his mouth on her breasts.

“Mine only mine.”

He continued chanting while she stared at the ceiling with hooded eyes while inhaling his heady cologne which like a drug pulled her to a deep slumber. She was tired to argue with him and herself so she just gave in to darkness.

Dylan drained her mind as well as her body.

*****

Feeling no movement, Dylan lifted his gaze only to find her sleeping soundly. There weren’t any traces of discomfort on her face, only peace.

A smile ghosted his lips as he pulled himself away and watched her sleeping. It provided him with another level of satisfaction. The sight of her lying exposed with a ripped shirt, and skirt rose to hips was inviting him to complete what he started but he refrained.

Dylan unbuttoned his suit while gazing darkly at her chest which heaved up and down softly and slowly like a tranquil wave in the ocean. Her lumps were covered in his marks and her pink buds turned cherry red shining with his saliva. It was indeed torture.

Ripping his gaze away, he tore her shirt further into shreds and whisked out her skirt and then her soaked panties. To make sure she doesn’t catch a cold, he first draped his coat over his naked frame and then proceeded to clean the evidence of his sinful deeds from her thighs. Once he made sure that she was stain-free, Dylan scooped her up in his arms and took her to the couch before placing her down very carefully. Grabbing a cushion, he put it under her head and caressed her hair.

Not able to stop himself, Dylan crouched down beside her and stared at her. He just doesn’t want to leave her. He leaned forward to let her warm breaths caress his skin. It just felt so right. How long he had waited to see a day. A day when she wouldn’t be exhausted due to workload but because of him. The fact that she was naked underneath that single piece of fabric was enough to give him blue balls. Dylan shouldn’t be concerned with her nudity since it wasn’t the first time he had seen her bare. The man used to watch her bathe like a pervert in the past but currently, the situation was a bit too complicated.

Leaning down he brushed a tendril of her dampened hair and gazed at her with a soft smile flickering on his lips. He never realized when he fell so hard for her. He couldn’t think of a single and apt reason why she became so important to him. She was just a key to his success, that was the purpose of this marriage. This shouldn’t have happened but that enchantress warmed her way into his heart without him realizing it. Dylan was also surprised because all he could think of was her. She plagued his mind, body, and soul. He couldn’t think about anything else and when she left him, that love took a deadly turn. He turned crazy. Dylan even hated to reminisce about those days of darkness. Evelyn didn’t leave him but snatched his purpose of living. His whole life turned into a lie and that pain and longing only deepened his love for her. He lost his grip on reality and when he found her, his happiness and the desire to win her again morphed his love into a dark obsession. A love that knew no bounds, no rules, and no consent.

Dylan smirked at his thoughts while drinking her beauty with his blood-red eyes. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he leaned closer and sniffed her scent which soothed his stiff muscles. Exhaling a long sigh of relief, he rubbed his nose on her cheek but frustration pricked him when her phone started ringing. Evelyn moaned, her brows scrunched and that was enough to pull him to his feet.

Dylan sprinted to her desk and grabbed her phone. A devilish smile etched on his face when his eyes caught the sight of the caller. He picked it up.

“Hello, Eve. Where are you? Why aren’t you calling me?” A worried Xander shouted from the other side. Dylan could even picture his panicked face but that only brought him a sickening pleasure.

“The person you called doesn’t want to see your face so fuck off.” He rumbled out while smirking.

Xander turned stiff. For a few seconds, he remained standing like a mute but soon fury coursed through him.

“The fuck you are doing with her phone. Where’s Eve?” He growled, his veins throbbing. Dylan snickered and turned around to glance at his sleeping wife curled up on the couch.

“With me. Sleeping. And now don’t ask me the reason, it’s kinda private.” He spoke with a sly smile.

A loud crashing sound soon followed which only made him chuckle.

“I swear to God Dylan. You will fucking regret if you dare touch my Eve.” Xander gritted with a clenched jaw. He lost his calm as his heart craved his blood. The only thing he wanted in the world right now was to kill him.

Dylan smirked in response but one could see the madness dancing in his eyes.

“First of all, she isn’t your bastard. Don’t make me forget our friendship and end this in a battle. So just back off because she is off-limits.” He sneered, dropping the humor.

Xander snickered, “Oh really? Why don’t we leave it for Evelyn to decide? She can choose her partner.” He tried to provoke him but his lips pressed in a thin line hearing him scoff.

“There is nothing to choose, fucktard. She is my wife. And to answer your question, she made that decision three years ago and I will do everything in my power to keep her firm on it. Besides we two are working things out so just keep your nose away. And don’t call her again. I don’t permit my woman to befriend males. You know I am kinda conservative in this matter.”

“DYLAN!!!” Xander denounced him but screamed out loud when Dylan ended the call.

Dylan on the other hand pulled off the phone from his ear and then went on to delete his number from her phone.