Chapter 5

Chapter Five 

Aphrodite 

I stumbled up the stairs, my mind a blur of confusion and longing. I felt a burning sensation within me, a longing for something I couldn't place. My body felt hot, and I shivered as goosebumps rose on my skin. I reached the top floor, and tripped as I stumbled in front of a room. The bright light made my eyes hurts, so I closed it. 

As my eyes fluttered open slowly, I saw a pair of expensive-looking shoes standing before me. My gaze traveled up, and I gasped as I saw a tall figure towering over me. He leaned down, until his face was level with mine. 

Words couldn't begin to describe his beauty. His eyes were the color of a stormy sky, with hints of blue sparkling in the depths. His eyebrows and lashes were full and dark, framing his eyes perfectly. His nose was long and sharp, and his lips were the color of a ripe cherry. His cheekbones were high and defined, and his jawline was chiseled to perfection. His features were so perfect, they were almost otherworldly.

As I stared up at him, I felt like I was staring into the eyes of a god. 

"Woah...am I in heaven?" I mumbled, feeling a bit light-headed. "I didn't think I'd get to meet an angel so soon...though I don't think angels wear shoes," I said, hiccuping as I spoke.

He let out a deep, throaty chuckle, and the sound sent a shiver down my spine. I found myself wanting to hear that laugh again, no matter how ridiculous I sounded.

Then, his hands moved to my forehead, and I couldn't help but moan as he touched me. I looked up, horrified by my reaction. What was wrong me? I wondered, looking up at him in embarrassment. 

He helped me to my feet, supporting me as he opened the door to the room we were in. The room was dim, with only a red light lighting up the room. The cold air hit me like a splash of water, and I blinked, my vision clearing slightly. I leaned on him, and he helped me to the bed. I felt strangely comfortable with him, even though I had only just met him. I couldn't explain it, but something about him made me feel safe.

Suddenly, his fingers brushed against my exposed back, and I felt a rush of heat wash over me. My body began to feel twice as hot, and I couldn't explain what was happening to me. I felt a need, something I couldn't put into words. Without thinking, I grabbed his arms and pushed him toward the bed. Before I knew what was happening, I was on top of him, straddling his waist. My gown had ridden up, exposing my white kacy thong, and I could feel the cool air against my skin. 

He looked at me with an expression that was both surprised and expectant. It was as if he had known this would happen. I was too caught up in the moment to wonder what he was thinking. I bent down, my lips finding his, and I started kissing him. I didn't know what I was doing, but it felt instinctive, like something deep inside me was guiding me. I sucked on his lower lip, and my teeth grazed his skin. I didn't mean to bite him, but in my inexperience, I couldn't help it.

He flipped me over, pushing me down onto the bed in the center of the room. "I didn't realize you were so eager," he murmured, his voice deep and husky. "I have to say, I'm a little surprised."

His words barely registered in my mind. All I could think about was the burning need inside me. I began to move my hips, rubbing my thighs together, desperate for relief. "Please," I begged, not caring how I sounded. "Please, please help me."

"Thorne," he said, his voice commanding and firm. "Say my name."

"Please, Thorne," I whispered, my voice barely audible. I felt a rush of air around me, and the next thing I knew, I was completely naked. I was exposed to him, but I didn't feel ashamed. I only felt a desperate need for something I couldn't name.

"You're going to get what you asked for," he said, his voice hoarse and low. His hands trailed over my body, cupping my breasts and giving them a firm squeeze. I cried out, my body arching into his touch. It was almost too much, but at the same time, it wasn't enough. 

"Thorne," I said, whimpering his name. "I need... I need..." I trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.

I felt him leaning over me, his hands wandering down my body. He moved between my legs, his fingers brushing against my clit. I gasped at the unexpected sensation. It was both familiar and unfamiliar, and it sent a rush of pleasure through me. I felt his other hand on my breast, his mouth on my other, and I couldn't contain the moans that escaped my mouth.

As his fingers continued to work their magic, I felt myself falling deeper and deeper into a trance-like state. I was completely at his mercy, and I had never felt more vulnerable. I felt his lips leave my chest, trailing kisses along my collarbone and up my neck. I felt him nibbling at my earlobe, his breath hot on my skin. My whole body was on fire, and I could barely control my own breathing. I felt like I was losing myself to the sensations.

I reached out for him, wanting to feel his skin against mine. I needed more. I needed everything.

His lips found the sensitive spot on my neck, and he began to nip and suck gently. His hands moved to my legs, spreading them apart, and then I felt him slide two fingers inside me. The intrusion was sudden and unexpected, and I gasped, my body tensing up. The feeling was overwhelming, and for a moment, I couldn't breathe. I felt him pause, his eyes questioning.

"You're a virgin,” he stated, sounding shocked.