Chapter 27
Gadreel’s lip were hot and soft against her own, ravaging and claiming her lips with a hunger Ivory never knew existed.
Before said hunger could consume her, Ivory violently shoved Gadreel away by his chest and glared at him.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” She demanded. “Are you crazy, what makes you think you can do this?”
“I am your husband,” Gadreel took a step forward, having a defensive edge to his demeanor. Its my right to do this! If you can fool around with other men, why not me?”
She…fool around with other men?
Ivory scoffed. At this point she didn’t even have the strength to explain or debunk Gadreel useless notions. He had lost the right to that privilege.
“Your delusional.” She said. “And if you think I’m gonna explain myself to you, then you better get yourself checked into a mental asylum because last I checked,” She kept her gaze focused on his face while two of her fingers tapped her wrist. “We’re less than twenty four hours away from being divorced. I don’t owe you shit.” She spat those final words with as much venom as possible.
Gadreel was silent for a few seconds before asking. “You really want this divorce, don’t ya?”
Ivory didn’t respond, at least she didn’t do so verbally, but the expression on her face sais volume. It gave Gadreel the answer he wanted and surprisingly, made him feel like he was losing something.
A battle against her, and Gadreel wasn’t one to accept loses easily. As a matter of fact, he has never taken a loss in the past, so to accept one now was like pouring a stain on his clean record; in this case, his ego
And he refuses to let that happen. That expression, he was determined to wipe it off Ivory’s face and his next words, did just that.
“And if I refuse?”
The corners of Ivory’s eyes twitched, expressing her distaste of such an outcome.
“What?” She questioned.
“Didn’t think that far, now did you?” He taunted.
Ivory opened her mouth, intending to say something, but she later ended up closing in and clenched her jaws shut as she glared up at him.
“You’re an asshole.”
“Tell me something new,” Gadreel began and this time around, it was his turn to carry that Expression full of victory and triumph, as he stepped closer. “But worry not,” His voice dropped octave lower as he smirked down at her. “This asshole would gladly divorce you…as. long as you sleep with me, tonight.”
The moment those words left his mouth, Ivory laughed, frantically. “I was right, you are crazy, because there’s no way in I’ll have sex with you.”
Gadreel nodded. “I also knew you were bluffing when you proposed a divorce, because from the looks of it, you don’t want one. You’re not bold enough to get it.” Once again, he taunted Ivory’s jaw clenched even tighter and her glare darkened.
This bastard, she thought, he really was going to extents make her life a living hell, now wasn’t he?
How dare he demand something so outrageous over a divorce that was going to benefit therm both? He was crazy!
Yes, he was. Crazy enough to make sure that this divorce indeed would not fly. That was just the type of power he possessed.
Your wife wants a divorce? Fear not! All you need to do is pay the judge a couple hundreds of millions and the matter would never be attended to!
Fucking Gadreel! Ivory so desperately wanted to roll her eyes, or better yet, kick him in his fucking baby maker. But she knew that would only put her in more trouble.
The only way out of this, permanently so, is to get that divorce and in other to get that divorce
Her hand rolled up into tight fists.
Virginity was a small price to pay for a life of freedom. If that’s really all she has to pay to be rid of Gadreel, then it would be stupid if her not to do so.
“As I said, not bold enough.” Gadreel said and turned away, about to leave the shower when Ivory grabbed his upper arm and out of the blues, smashed her lips against his.
Gadreel was shocked by the sudden action. His eyes were slightly wide as he stared down at Ivory, feeling her lips move against his, in a kiss so desperate.
Only did she pull away once to say, “Don’t go back on your words.” Before kissing him again.
She her hands wrapped around his neck this time around and he could feel the tip of her fingers trembling.
Was she nervous? Scared?
Her tongue traced the bottom of his lip and Gadreel didn’t even have to think twice before his
tongue darted out to meet hers, causing her to gasp.
Gadreel didn’t give her the time to react. He pushed her up against the shower wall, pinning her by her arms as his tongue ravaged her mouth
His lips were demanding, taking control of the kiss and leading the pace, leaving her no choice but to follow, lest she lose her balance and fall.
The kiss was Intense, rough and deep and Gadreel’s hands wasted no time in roaming her body, exploring the curves he knew not about during their marriage.
His hand cupped her left breast and his thumb traced the areola before pinching the erect nipple, causing Ivory to stifle a moan.
He pulled back at that moment, giving her pace to breath. “Don’t hold it in,” One of his hands travelled up and eased his into of his fingers into her mouth. “Where’s the fun here if you
so,”
do
Ivory’s cheeks heated up as his thumb brushed against the inner side of her lips and her teeth, and for a split second, her gaze darkened and Gadreel had the sense she was plotting something.
“If you bite,” He warned, pulling his hand back, “You won’t like the consequences.
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She didn’t have the chance to say or do anything else as his hands once again began to travel her body, cupping her ass, before one hand slid between her thighs and-
“Ah!” She moaned.
“There,” Gadreel muttered. His finger stroked her clitoris, teasing her with its light, yet precise movements. “Let it out.”
Ivory’s grip tightened around his neck as he teased her, her hips arching forward and silently begging for more despite her reluctance to do so, but he held her down.
“Nu–uh,” He tsked. “If you want more, you’ll have to beg.”
Ivory bit her lip, holding back another moan as his finger brushed against her clitoris once again, sending her a wave of pleasure.
She could feel herself growing wetter by the minute and the urge to give in was starting to become too overwhelming.
Her body was on fire, especially the places Gadreel had touched, and the more he touched, the harder it was getting for her to hold on.
But like hell she was going to beg!
Clamming her eyes shut, she forced herself to not let her body be swayed by the pleasure. She ignored the waves of pleasure and the heat that pooled in the pit of her stomach.
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Gadreel watched her expression carefully and a small smirk appeared on his lips. He could see that she was struggling, and that’s exactly what he wanted.
He wanted her to give in, to be
but she was proving to be a stubborn one. How interesting.
A whine unconsciously slipped past Ivory’s lips when she felt Gadreel touch Seize.
“If all we’re here to do is touch each other, then we’re not gonna be having sex anything soon and mind you dearest wife,” he leaned in ans gripped her jaw. “I am not a barbarian, I will not touch you, unless you tell me to do so. So, if you wish to be free woman tomorrow, I suggest you part those pretty lips of yours and get speaking.”
Ivory’s eyes flashed open and the glare she sent him was dark. She didn’t want this, but what choice did she have?
The faster this is over, the better.
Thus, with a shaky breath, she whispered.
“Please.”
“Please, what?” He asked, knowing she would hate every word of what she was about to say
next.
“Fuck me,” she begged.
“Louder.” He demanded.
“Fuck me.” She said again, louder this time, and Gadreel’s eyes darkened.
“As you wish.”
With a low grunt, his hands lifted her body and pressed her against the shower wall.
Ivory was confused, and a bit hesitant as to what was going on, but then her eyes widened as she felt something hard rubbing against her opening.
“W–wait-“Her words were cut short as Gadreel pushed himself in.
A loud gasp escaped her lips and her entire body shuddered as she felt his large size stretching
her.
“Damn,
“Gadreel growled. She was so damn tight
“You’re a fucking virgin?” He asked, unable to help himself.
Ivory didn’t reply, her teeth biting down on her lower lip so hard, she drew blood.
When he got no answer, Gadreel began to move. He pulled out and thrusted in. His movement was slow, yet harsh, and Ivory’s whole body trembled at the sensation.
“Wait, slow down.” She whispered.
