CHAPTER ELEVEN - I DON’T WANT THIS!

Sarah clenched her fists and curled into a ball, trying not to think of the tantalizing naked male flesh lying next to her , she knew Lorenzo was awake, she could tell from the rhythm of his breathing, and obviously he knew Sarah was awake also, because the omega was way too tense to be asleep.

"Just go to sleep for God's sake." Lorenzo’s impatient voice suddenly rang out in the darkness. "I said I wouldn't touch you and I won't...so you can relax!"

She tensed even more at the sound of his voice, and Lorenzo swore softly.

"If you can't sleep, I have the perfect solution for your insomnia," Lorenzo murmured suggestively, leaving Sarah in no doubt as to what his "solution." was.

"You're not helping matters," Sarah gritted through clenched teeth.

"Well, if neither of us can sleep..."

"We haven't been in bed long enough to fall asleep...just hush!" Sarah interrupted and hissed.

"You know you're being ridiculous, right?" Lorenzo murmured in his most patronizingly logical voice, which he knew would drive Sarah absolutely crazy.

"Just shut up because right now I don't care how ridiculous you think I'm being."

Sarah flipped over to face Lorenzo and could barely make out his profile in the dark. He was lying on his back, with one arm tucked beneath his head. When he felt Sarah turn over, he turned his head to look at Sarah . Sarah could see only the whites of her eyes in the dark.

"This is what I want, Sarah ."

"I don't believe that you didn’t love it for second," Lorenzo maintained, reaching out to touch her face with one gentle hand.

"The sex has always been good between us Sarah, That's one thing that's never been in doubt. It's the one damned thing that's working in this marriage."

"It isn’t working for me," she muttered defiantly. That bruised his masculine ego of an alpha, Sarah sensed it in the way he tensed, but that moment she couldn't care less.

"You weren't faking those responses,"

Sarah negated stiffly.

"No, I wasn't." She agreed, realizing too late that she didn't sound very convincing at all.

"It just isn't enough for me anymore."

"I'm not enough for you anymore?" Lorenzo asked flatly, and she knew she had to tread carefully here.

"That's not quite what I meant..."

"Oh?"

"Lorenzo, you're being deliberately obtuse." Okay that wasn't quite the right thing to say either.

She could practically feel Lorenzo bristling next to her.

"It'll probably be best if you didn't say anything else, Sarah ."

"Look, you're intentionally misunderstanding me here..." she began.

"Not another word," Lorenzo warned.

"But..." Suddenly she was flat on her back with Lorenzo straddling her hips.

Sarah gasped and writhed as he tried to dislodge her.

"I warned you," Lorenzo growled.

"Get off me," Sarah hissed angrily, pushing futilely at his naked chest.

"No." Lorenzo settled himself more firmly against her, moving her hips until Sarah’s thighs reluctantly parted and he was lodged between them.

Sarah’s T-shirt had ridden up to her waist, leaving only her tiny pink bikini panties as a barrier between them, she was achingly aware of Lorenzo’s bare flesh rubbing against the tender skin of her inner thighs and felt herself responding.

Sarah helplessly moved with him, wanting more contact. Lorenzo groaned and buried his face in Sarah’s neck, his lips nuzzling her soft neck, moving up over her jaw line, then her chin, skirting past Sarah mouth before brushing over her cheek and capturing one sensitive earlobe between his teeth.

It was the blatant avoidance of her mouth that quite effectively doused the flame that had started a slow burn in Sarah’s gut, if felt like a bucket of cold water on her libido, and now she was furious, and she'll be damned if she let this alpha have anymore power over her than he already had.

"This is not what I want," Sarah said firmly, using all her strength to try and push Lorenzo away, but he wouldn't budge.

"Yes it is," Lorenzo whispered into her ear.

"If you do this, it'll be against my will," Sarah asserted, looking right through him.

"And you know what that's called, don't you Alpha!"

Lorenzo froze abruptly before moving off her and back to his side of the bed.

"You would accuse me of something so despicable?" He sounded mortally offended, but Sarah wasn't about to allow herself to be swayed, she needed to stay away from this man.

"If the shoe fits..." Sarah shrugged.

"What does that mean?" Lorenzo growled.

"Some damned ambiguous idiom that doesn't apply to this situation at all! There was no force involved in what just happened." Lorenzo said with annoyance

"You pinned me down and refused to get off me when I asked you to. That's a pretty clear example of force." Said Sarah

Lorenzo didn't respond and lay there seething in outraged silence.

Sarah had once again succeeded in bruising his masculine pride and Lorenzo is yet to discover that this won't end here, and Sarah was human and petty enough to give herself a mental high five.

They didn't speak at all after that, and Sarah eventually fell into a restless sleep.