I WANT YOU

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

ZOE FOUND HERSELF in a bar alone. She was sitting at a bar counter, staring blankly ahead and sipping from her beer. Zoe's eyes were puffy and red, and she felt like she had been crying for hours.

She knew she shouldn't be here but it is where her feet had brought her after overhearing Hans' conversation on the phone with someone.

Loraine.

How could she forgot the name that came out from Hans' mouth so fondly?

The name that made Hans sounded so gentle while talking to her on the phone?

Zoe herself didn't even experienced Hans calling her name that way and was told by him that he misses her.

She had a feeling that Loraine might be his lover before he was forced to an arranged marriage with her.

It makes sense why he acted this way towards her, she thought bitterly.

It's because he has someone in his heart that he kept so dearly and it makes Zoe's heart ache so much more knowing that Hans would always think of someone else.

This honeymoon should be a happy one but she's crying and drowning herself in alcohol to numb the pain that has settled inside her chest.

She gulped down her beer and it left a burning sensation on her throat, but she did not care. It's not as painful as how her heart is feeling right now.

She needed to forget. Even just for tonight.

Her head started spinning but she did not even notice, her vision blurred because of dizziness and tears.

Suddenly, a handkerchief appeared in front of her. Zoe looked up and through her blurred vision, she saw a man she's not familiar with.

"Are you okay, Zoe?" The man's baritone yet clear voice sounded in her ears.

Zoe squinted her eyes and asked, "You know my name?"

"Famous model, right?"

Zoe understood it and she nodded slowly, "Mhm.."

The man placed the handkerchief on top of her hands, "Your face has tears all over."

Zoe frowned slightly and slowly lifted the handkerchief and wiped her face.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"You don't look well, can I sit here?" he pointed the vacant chair beside her.

Zoe looked at the man for a second and nodded.

The man sat down and ordered a drink for himself. Zoe stayed quiet and drank her beer which made her cough slightly.

"Water for her, please," the man beside her spoke.

Then a bartender placed a glass of water in front of her and she took a small sip.

"I am training to be a model," the man beside her spoke.

Zoe looked at him. He indeed have a face of a model and his physique looks good through his layered clothes.

"Oh. Where?" Zoe tried to have a conversation to atleast divert her attention away from her aching heart.

"Spain."

"Wow. That's why your features looked very European."

The man gave him a playful smile, "Is that a compliment or a critique?"

Zoe laughed lightly and averted her gaze from him, "Depends on how you see it."

"Hm.. I'm not used to that kind of response." The man chuckled lightly.

They continued their conversation and Zoe learned that his name was Tristan. They talked mostly about modeling and other things until the bartender called the both of them to order another round.

Zoe was already tipsy and her speech became slurred but Tristan noticed it.

"I think that's enough beer for you."  He said and stood up from his seat.

Zoe shook her head and protested, "No! No, no, no. Stay, stay."

She reached out to grab the sleeve of his jacket but missed.

"You're drunk." He concluded.

"Just a little bit!" She protested again.

Tristan took her cup and placed it back onto the table.

"Okay, okay. Let me help you get up." He reached out to grab her shoulder, "Where do you stay? I'll bring you home."

Zoe groaned. "Home? Why would I go home?"

He smiled softly and replied, "You're clearly not sober. You need to be taken home to bed."

Zoe frowned at him. "I don't want to go home," she mumbled incoherently.

"Fine. But I will still take you somewhere safe," He said and helped her stand up.

"Don't you dare!" An angry voice startled the both of them and grabbed Zoe away from Tristan.

"Hey, hey, hey! Watch who you are touching!" Tristan yelled but he stopped immediately when he realised it was the reported husband of Zoe, Hans Donovan.

Hans narrowed his eyes at Tristan, "Who are you? How dare you touch my wife?!" He growled, grabbing the front of Tristan's shirt, "You'll pay for that!"

"Hans, stop!"  Zoe pleaded, placing her palm on his chest, "Let him go!"

Hans glared at her then he let go off Tristan and turned his attention to Zoe. Without saying a word, Hans picked Zoe and throw her on his shoulder and marched out of the bar.

"Let me go! I can walk!"

Zoe struggled against him but to no avail.

She gave up and let Hans carried her that way until they reached their cabin.

Hans angrily slammed the door closed and threw Zoe on the bed.

"What the hell were you thinking?! I've searched for you everywhere just to found out that you're drinking alone with another man?!" Hans roared while pacing on the room.

Zoe felt guilty but she needs something to numb her heart. She tried to stood up and approached Hans who was glaring at her.

Zoe stumbled since she wasn't sober yet and Hans caught her immediately. She looked up at him, only to be met by his murderous gaze.

"I'm s-sorry..." Zoe stuttered.

"Sorry for what?! For being stupid?!" Hans yelled. His eyes were sharp and his fists were clenched.

Zoe was about to say sorry once more but Hans pushed her back on the bed and laid on top of her.

"I hate it when people touch what is mine. But you let that man laid a finger on you."

Zoe stared up into Hans' eyes. His pupils were dilated and his breathing was heavy.

Maybe it was the alcohol in her system that she saw Hans so scary yet handsome in that state.

Zoe bit her lip and wrapped her arms around Hans' neck, she whispered, all her inhibitions were gone, "Punish me all you want, mister butler..."

She saw how Hans clenched his jaw tightly. Huskily, he whispered in her ear, "I will, baby."

Hans leaned forward and kissed Zoe forcefully, making her flinch a bit before kissing him back.

Hans pushed his tongue into her mouth and started ravaging her mouth roughly. His hands trailed down her body before stopping on her hips.

She wanted to pull back but she couldn't when Hans had his arms around her waist tightly.

Zoe moaned when Hans bit down onto her bottom lip hard.

Hans sat up and started removing her clothing piece by piece. Zoe could only stare at him until what's left on her were her underwear.

He leaned down and planted soft kisses on her exposed skin, murmuring, "All mine..."

It made Zoe shivered, she closed her eyes and indulge herself at the moment.

Then Hans pulled off her underwear and pushed her legs apart.

Zoe felt her cheeks turning bright red. This happened so quickly and she was completely unprepared for it.

"Hans..." She breathed out, panting heavily.

"Baby, you're mine.. " Hans whispered. He then began trailing kisses all across her neck, nibbling, licking and sucking on the soft skin.

She was naked in front of him while he's still on his clothes. She felt so vulnerable.

When she didn't make any reaction to his advances, Hans moved his lips from her neck to her breast. He sucked hard and she gasped when the sensation spread throughout her body. She moaned loudly and clutched at his hair tightly, tugging at it slightly.

His lips travelled down her stomach and landed on her bud.

He gently rubbed the sensitive spot between her thighs, making her moan again. Then he licked around the area, causing her to shiver and her grip on his hair tightened even more.

She never felt this kind of pleasure before and it's making her insides melt.  She wants it to last forever.

"Please.." She whimpered. She's really desperate to release herself.

"Do you want this?" Hans asked, still massaging her womanhood.

She shook her head yes frantically but she gasped when he pushed one finger inside her.

Its hurts.

Not because he's invading her but because the pain felt different. It was more like burning fire, and she can feel it spreading through her whole body.

After a few seconds of intense throbbing, the burning pain disappeared and the pain was replaced with a pleasant tingling feeling.

"Aahhh... " She moaned quietly.

"Are you close?"

"Yes..." She answered breathlessly.

"Good." He slid two fingers inside her again and she arched her back when his tongue played with her clit.

And then she heard him moaning lowly, "Come for me, baby."

She arched her back further and screamed loudly when she came. Her orgasm felt too strong and she collapsed on the bed.

Hans removed his fingers and sucked her juices, making her whimper and shiver in pleasure.

He then crawled over her and hovered above her, he ran his hand down her body and caressed her breasts. She moaned again as he kneaded and pinched each peak playfully.

"You tastes so good, baby." He muttered and pressed his warm lips onto hers while removing his own clothes.

Zoe moaned and kissed him back, pulling him closer by wrapping her legs around his waist.

He continued kissing her hungrily while grinding his crotch on hers. She responded by biting him softly and sucking on his lips.

"I want you..." He muttered.

Zoe saw that Hans was already naked and his thick member was erect and twitching. Her breath hitched upon seeing his size.

This is her first time and she thought she couldn't handle such length. She gulped secretly.

"Afraid?" Hans asked as his hand caressed her body.

Yes, but the alcohol made her bolder.

She smiled seductively and slowly lowered her head towards his shaft, "Of course not."

She lapped her lips softly and trailed her tongue around his member, "Mmm... So wet..."

Hans gripped her hair and pulled her head back, "Fuck, baby. Don't tease me like that."

Hans threw her back on the bed and positioned himself between her legs. She smiled widely and watched him with anticipation.

"Look at you... so beautiful. So sexy. Like a goddess," he said and started teasing her entrance with his tip.

She felt so good; she needed him inside her now. She opened her legs wider for him and tilted her hips upwards inviting him to penetrate her.

"This will hurt, baby..."

She knew because she's still a virgin but who cares? She just wanted to feel Hans.

"Please..." she moaned and bucked her hips up.

Hans smirked darkly, "Alright." He slipped inside her slowly.

Zoe gasped and held onto his shoulders as her walls tighten around him. The moment he filled her fully inside, she felt a sharp pain.

"Shit!" She groaned.

Hans grunted in response, he was panting like he ran a thousand miles while entering her.

"It hurts..." She whined, a tear falling on the corner of her eye.

"I know, baby." He kissed away the tear.

Hans stayed unmoving inside her and kissed her neck. He waited until she adjusted in his size.

Zoe could feel Hans throbbing inside her. The pain was still there yet she wanted Hans to move already but he was busy planting kisses on her neck, shoulder and collarbone.

Taking the initiative, Zoe rocked her hips upward and felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through her spine.

She felt Hans tense up inside her and she was about to apologize again when he thrust deep inside her, making her scream in agony and pleasure.

He leaned down and bit the shell of her ear, eliciting a moan from her.

He whispered huskily, "Damn baby.. Don't ever do that again."