"Open them." He ordered in his deep commanding voice that finally made me bend my knees in defeat against the dominating presence before me. His grip tightened as I felt his nails digging into my skin as another moan escape my lips in pleasure because of these cherished sensations,
"P-Please C-Christian.." I couldn't oppose the urge to have him anymore as I spread my legs apart a little. I swallowed hard and called him again, "Christian.." He again lifted his gaze. The way his gaze slowly made its way to me it is causing a disruption in my mind. Wrecking a havoc of needs for him but I want to control myself.
He then noticed that slight distress in me as his grip loosen. He leaned in close to my face as his hot breath made my hairs stand on their edge.
"Should I stop?" He asked, concerned. His hand on my hand moved down as he began to caress my cheek gently. His love always makes things so memorable and once again after seeing a slight unwanted emotion in my eyes, he backed away.
My lips parted as I tried to say something but my dried throat desired only one thing- him. It doesn't want anything but him to explore it as my voice is stuck in my throat wanting to call nothing but his name. He then moved his other hand too and cupped my cheeks, "It's okay. We can do it whenever you want. If you are not ready, then I can wait." He smiled and said reassuringly. No, I want you now! You can't do this to me.
He kissed my cheeks as he pulled away. He gave me his usual cute smile that never fails to melt me and turned. I know he is disappointed, he is dissatisfied but he didn't show it because he prioritized me before him. He turned and took off his coat, "Now that I am not going. I think I should go and check up on kids." He said monotonously. He loosed his tie and put it on the bed along with his coat while I stood leaning on the still shaking. He opened a few buttons of his shirt and I don't know what took over me as I ran to him and turned him to me and pressed my lips upon his taking him in a deep and passionate kiss. He instantly kissed me back as our lips moved in such sync that my heart fluttered in happiness. The way my lips crave his is just too much for me and that desire never ceases instead increases. The gratification of the kiss finally made me weak. We then slowly pulled away panting heavily.
"After lighting that fire inside me you can't back away…” I said breathlessly.
Take me Christian.." I said desperately, holding his shirt that is giving me support. His eyes bore into mine as he seemed hesitant for a second, "You sure?" He asked. I shyly lowered my gaze and gave him a nod which was enough for him to release the fierce fire that was backfiring in him.
In a split second, He took me into an intense kiss. He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me up and placing me on the bed while pushing me down gently, not breaking the kiss and I was enthralled in the persuasion of the kiss, turning oblivious of the other thing around me and solely focused on the beauty before me. The irresistible flames of love burned inside me when his hands roamed my body freely. I also opened his shirt, revealing his Godly body which increased my allure more. We broke the kiss to inhale some air and laughed a little.
“Desperate?” Christian teased.
“I could ask you the same.” I smirked. He leaned in and moved to my ears, biting my earlobe while descending his hand to my jeans. “Very.” He growled as a shiver went down my spine to show the pleasure I receive just by his words. The attraction between us never ceases, it always increases, taking us to the world we always dreamed of. My life harmonized with his and became an eternal source of rapture.
Before he could do anything, the door knocked- too much to our discontent. We groaned as he asked, "Who is it?"
"Sir, It's Samuel. Maybe you should come and see it." Christian spared a glance at me and sighed. I passed him a smile to signal him it's okay and he should go and open the door. We both pulled away- even though it was unfavoured. I closed a few buttons of his shirt while giving him a seductive look. He turned to the door as he cursed under his breath. He pulled away and I was looking at him, waiting for him to come back.
"What is it?" Christian said, irritated.
"Sir. Maybe you should see it for yourself." He said. Christian whined but then he turned to me as I was smirking at him. Christian hummed and walked to me and whispered in my ears which gave chills to my very core, "This isn't over. I'll be back." He smirked and kissed my neck and then left. I sat there, shaking in arousal for him. I giggled and took some deep breaths as I tried to calm myself and shook my head. I also got out and went after Christian to tease him.
I went to Christian as Samuel took him to the living room. I came to him and passed him a smile. He smiled back. In the room, The TV was on. Me and Christian turned to TV and our widened in disbelief when we saw the news,
"The infamous fashion designer, Merlin Florence has committed suicide because the rumors and the stains on her name become unbearable for her."
I put my hand over my mouth as I felt my chest tightened upon hearing the news. A heavy breath escaped my lips and my mind was left with the incapability to think anything else but the despair of whatever she went through. I know she wasn't nice to me at all and also committed depraved acts such as defiling me, telling my mother what Christian did to me at a party. But I am still repentant. What she has gone through might lead everyone to the ultimate end but it gave me dread of what she has gone through. My heart skipped a beat, my feet froze to the ground. I felt disheartened as my heart became heavy. Tears pricked in the corner of my eyes as I turned to Christian who stood there stunned. I hesitantly tugged on his shirt dragging him out from his thoughts as he turned to me and gave me a look of sorrows and narrowed his eyes at me. He gulped, trying to find words to speak but couldn’t. It was hard. He finally mustered some courage and began to say,
"Sophie.. I was determined to give her an end like this but..." He then turned to the news, "It doesn't feel good at all.." He whispered to himself. He swallowed hard and took a step back.
He stood again emotionless in the room. Seems like he is thinking something, maybe what he'll do now. I kept looking at his skeptical face thinking he might show some hint of regret or anything but he showed none of it as he turned to Samuel and asked him, "Where's Aletha and Christopher?"
"They are with Gwen." He nodded and left without saying another word. My mouth gaped in astonishment as he said those words and now acting as if nothing happened. He put an emotionless front and tried not to let it affect his mind because he always wanted to give her an end like this but now it has actually happened, he couldn't let out his true emotions because his aim is not letting him. He is stuck.