In the shadow of his car, his hot, calloused hand trailed up under my gown to my thigh. His flaming touch left a scorch behind on my skin, followed by my ragged breath and racing heart.
Wiggling on his lap, I pushed his hand away, glancing over at the driver, who was silently weaving the car through the road.
“Your driver can see us!” I whispered.
A grumble reverberated through his chest, but his mouth didn’t hesitate to fall on my cleavage. Due to our passionate make out and his pervert hand’s trying to pull the neckline of my gown down as much as he could, my neckline was much lower than it’d be appropriate before the public eyes.
But Achilles Valencian seemed to be enjoying the sight very much.
When he tried to lower my neckline more for his lustful gaze, I slapped his hand away again.“Behave!”
Cursing under his breath, he leaned in and did something before his dark smoldering gray eyes met mine. “Now he can’t see us. What excuse do you have now to stop me, my rose?”
Turning back, I found the window that separated the front from the passenger seat closed.
His hand crept up my legs to my thighs again, his hot breath fanning my neck. “So fucking soft. My mouth is craving to taste every inch of your skin.”
A shiver ran down my entire body as heat crept up my cheeks. Biting my lip to stop a moan that threatened to spill, I closed my legs, halting his movement.
“S-stop,” I stuttered out.
Even if every pore of my body screamed for more of his touch, I was suddenly very shy. No one had ever touched me so intimately.
Groaning, he pulled me closer and adjusted my body so I was straddling him.
“I can’t stop tonight, my rose. I’ve waited for this moment for so long,” he rasped, gripping my neck and slamming his mouth on mine. A moan slipped from my lips as his hot tongue massaged my eager one, exploring every inch of my mouth.
I gasped as he cupped my bottom under my gown and pushed my hips against his. I shuddered at the feel of his hardness right under me. A delicious, painful tug in my lower region had me quiver for more.
I found myself moving my hips against his. Letting out an animalistic groan, he pushed me on the expensive wide leather seat and captured my lips once again. With my legs around his hips, I pulled him closer.
“Ace.” His name came out as a whimper with him sucking on my neck, shoulder, and everywhere his greedy mouth could reach.
“Fuck! I need you, baby! I need you so fucking much,” he cursed against my lips.
As his hand trailed to my back and pulled the chain of my gown down, a knock landed on the window.
“Mr. Valencian, we’re here!”
Only then I noticed the car stopped moving.
Seeing his scowling face and still eager touches, I let out a giggle. Leaning in, I pecked his lips. “Let’s go inside, Mr. Valencian. You can carry on later.”
“Oh, trust me. I’ll do more than just carrying on.”
I clenched my thighs at his dark promise as he got out of the car and helped me out as well. He didn’t even let me bid the driver goodnight. Scooping me up in his arms, he carried me inside.
The moment we were inside of his penthouse, our bodies clashed into each other as two thirsty souls trying to quest their thirst they had for years.
My hands were in his hair when his were everywhere he could reach. And my arching my body into him indicated my eagerness.
But then I pulled away entirely, breathing hard. Flaunting a deep frown when he tried to reach me again, I took another step back.
Biting my lip, I shook my head. “I’ve been walking around like this the entire day. I need a shower.”
“No need to shower. You’re smelling delicious.”
I slapped his hand away as he tried to touch me again, causing a muscle of his jaw to tick.
“Rosebud,” he warned. “I’m in no mood for games. I need you, now.”
My eyes flickered down to his junior. I licked my lips at the marvelous view of his want for me.
“I’m not playing games. I just need a shower.” Winking at him, I walked into his bedroom, ignoring the groan of his.
A blush rose to my cheeks at the memory of my first visit here. And the second time. This was the room where we kissed for the first time. And this room would be the witness of our becoming one, too.
My heart pounded in my chest as I heard his heavy footsteps behind me. Another tug in my lower region. My insides were quivering for him. Biting my lip, I trudged to the bathroom door and reached for the zipper of my gown that was already half undone. Glancing over my shoulder, my wanting eyes met his dark stormy grays as I let my dress fall on the floor, leaving my half naked body for his sight.
A curse left his lips, his hands curled into balls.
With goosebumps erupting across my skin with his scorching gaze on me, I turned my body to him and slowly unclasped my bra too. And soon it followed my dress on the floor around my feet.
He took a deep breath, his lips parted. Those gray pools of his didn’t leave my bare chest for a second. And then went my panties too.
Licking my lips, I turned around and walked into the bathroom, leaving the door ajar. And he knew of my invitation for him to join.
A smile tugged at my lips as the hot water trickled down my body. I didn’t know how I got so bold, but I just felt it. Only for him. All shyness flew out the window when he watched me with so much want in his eyes.
I didn’t even have time to flinch from the bathroom door slamming shut as I was pinned against the wall with his hard and very naked frame. His mouth captured mine and his hands were everywhere.
“You shouldn’t have teased me, sweetheart. You know what’s the punishment for teasing the beast?” he whispered, biting my lower lip.
“No…” a moan slipped from my lips. My eyes closed as his hands made their way to my chest.
“It’s a very sweet and torturous punishment, my rose,” his dark, husky voice rasped in my ear, taking my earlobe in between the heat of his lips. “This beast will take his beauty again and again until she goes unconscious from the intense pleasures he will be giving her tonight as her punishment.”
“Ace…” I whimpered at his words.
There was no going back.
I clung to him like my life depended on him as he made his territory on my chest, leaving the marks of his hands and mouth across my skin. Moans and groans echoed throughout the washroom along with the relentless pouring water on the tiled floor as he weaved his way to the places of my body where no one ever reached before.
Our mouths didn’t detach from each other when he carried me to his bed, not caring about our dripping bodies.
Placing a kiss on my forehead, he peered into my soul. “You ready?”
With my body still recovering from the heights he had taken me again and again just moments ago in the shower, I nodded.
“You’re sure, baby? I know it’s your first time. We can wait if you want,” he asked, hovering above me. His fingers stroked my cheek gently.
Warmth surged through my chest at his gesture. Even when he was on the verge of losing control, he was thinking about me. I could feel his tense shoulders, ragged breath, and hard and rigid…
Another blush rose to my cheeks.
Snaking my arms around his neck, I pulled him closer and captured his lips in a hungry kiss. “I want you, Ace.”
Groaning, he reciprocated my kiss with ferocity. Then I felt him against me. A delicious shudder ran down my spine.
“I love you,” he whispered against my lips.
“I love you too.”
And for the rest of the night, the only thing I felt was immense pleasure and undying lust. The rhythm of our bodies and labored breathing were all I knew. Our moans and groans echoing throughout the room were all I could hear.
