Chapter Five

Chapter Five. 

Lila. 

His eyes never left mine, and I stared hypnotized into those truly strange and exciting eyes. I was trembling and my heart was pounding so hard in my chest my blood roared in my ears. I remained frozen even when his hand touched my cheek. It felt like hot coals on my skin. I inhaled deeply and breathed in his scent. It was unbelievable the effect this man had on me. Or maybe it was the too many glasses of wine that were settling in. 

I tried my hardest to act unaffected but failed miserably when he curled his hand till his knuckles replaced his palm and brushed them gently across my cheeks. I could feel the flush spread across my face like a burn.

Then his hand reached my bottom lip and his gaze dropped to the quivering flesh. Using the smooth pad of his thumb he pulled my bottom lip down, let it go, then watched it bounce back into place with a curious expression on his face. The only way I could describe the look in his eyes was the way a cat plays with a mouse. Pawing it; throwing it in the air and letting it run; catching it again with quick reflexes; letting it run. 

Slowly, his gaze returned to mine. Kiss me, my heart pleaded, but I was still sane enough not to say it aloud.

My hands clenched into fists by my side. I was aching with the gnawing need to grab him and kiss that sensuous mouth, or to push him very far away from me.

He lowered his head and I immediately clenched my eyes shut and waited for the moment his mouth would touch mine. At that moment, it felt as though only a taste of him would feed the vicious need in my belly. But his lips did not connect with mine, instead he lay them on the exposed swell of my breast.

It was such a simple act: his lips on my skin, but it shot such a bolt of pleasure through me that it tore a gasp from my lips. My bones weakened into jelly, and unable to trust my knees to keep me upright, I gripped his bulging biceps.

Then, like an animal he licked me. And I gasped at the bolt that ran through my body. It felt like a bolt of electricity. My entire groin went numb.

As I stood there in shock, he straightened and began to caress my breast through the fabric of my dress. His thumb stroked the traitorous hardened peak in the middle. There was simply no hiding my desire for him when it was that blatantly obvious. When he took away his hand a cry of complaint almost escaped me.

Those piercing grays were full of knowing as he slipped his hand into the slit of my dress. I stared into his eyes entranced. With one swift motion, he ripped the material all the way up to my hips.

My head shot down to see the destruction of the beautiful dress. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever worn in my life and he had destroyed it without a second thought. A wave of sadness engulfed me. The metaphor between me and that dress couldn’t be clearer. I was that dress. Something he. had paid so much for and yet was of so little value to him, so disposal.

“Open your legs, ” he commanded.

Blindly I obeyed, I would do anything that man demanded of me, I was at his mercy and I liked it, how in control he was. 

One of his hard hands slipped around my hips to stroke the taut flesh of my butt, while the other boldly grabbed my sex in an imitation of what I had done to myself last night.

The stimulating surge was too much and I visibly jerked at the direct assault. I was already soaked and ready, but I had to tell him before we went too far. 

"I am a virgin." I whispered, my whole body still engulfed in pleasure, he needed to know atleast that's what I had thought before I realized telling him was my biggest mistake. 

"What?" he said, immediately getting off me. 

"I didn't say you stop, we can continue, I just wanted to let you know." i said gtinn3, until I saw his face, he looked furious. 

"I am so sorry, this was a mistake." he said getting up, zipping up his pants. "Let's just keep this as agreed," he said and after a few seconds , he was out and I was sitting on the bed named. 

My cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. 

I quickly dressed up and followed him, he was still by the pool. 

"I thought we were having a moment." I said, embarrassed to even face him. 

"You are a virgin Lila, I don't fuck virgins and you are not even my type. We have been through this." I felt like he had stabbed me right in my chest. 

"Well thank you for stopping me from making the worst mistake of my life" I fired back before I started scrambling for my clothes. 

I didn't want to be here anymore. I also did not want him to see the tears forming in my eyes. But before I could leave, he got up. 

"It's a long drive back home and it's late and you have been drinking, it's not safe. You can sleep here tonight." 

"I don't want to stay here anymore."I said truthfully, 

" You have no choice Lila, I am not letting you get on the road and in this state Lila. If you are worried about me sharing the bed with you worry not I will find somewhere else to sleep." he said authoritatively like I was a kid or something before he left. 

As soon as he was gone, I finally let the tears I was holding back flow freely.. 

What a jerk?!