Chapter 17

"Because I was unaware of another number!" His face briefly displays what appears to be disappointment, but I'm too upset to notice. If I had the option, do you think I would have called you?

Before he can respond, I hurl the phone box at him and clench his fists at his sides. In midair, he catches it.

"Just leave me alone and take your stupid phone."

Ares walks slowly in my direction after tossing the box onto the cabinet.

"You are such an ungrateful person!" You weren't taught manners by your mother.

His exposed chest is pushed. You're an idiot, too!

My arm is taken by Ares. You're crazy, I tell you!

To set myself free, I slap his arm. "Unstable" He grabs my arm once more and forces me to face him as I turn around and lunge at the doorknob. "Leave me alone!" I'll leave now!

His delicate lips encircle mine.

Ares Hidalgo then gives me a kiss in his playroom.

I want to apologize for not kissing him back or for pushing him away and escaping. However, I completely lose track of time, place, and space the moment his gentle lips touch mine. I become completely irrational.

I give him a quick kiss in return. His kiss is demanding, passionate, and possessive rather than kind or romantic. It feels incredible when he gives me a kiss that makes me want to eat me. He intensifies the kiss as he holds my face in his hands. His tongue is enticing and brushing as our lips move in unison. Our breathing becomes more rapid, and the intensity of this kiss made me feel like I would pass out any second.

In his arms, I melt.

I never imagined that anyone could affect my mood in this way. Blood is flowing quickly through my veins as my entire body is electrified. A small groan that I let out gets caught in Ares' mouth as he presses my body against his. His tongue invades my mouth as his lips move angrily against mine, giving me shivers of pleasure.

I immediately wrap my legs around Ares' waist after he lifts me up. As I sense how fiercely hard he is to me, I gasp. He carries me over to the couch and doesn't stop kissing me even for a second.

He slowly lowers me to the ground before rising above me. I feel every muscle in his defined chest and abdomen with my hands. He is incredibly seductive. I let out an appreciative groan as he places his hand under my shirt to touch my breasts. I can't think of anything because I'm so distracted. I simply want to sense his entire body on me.

Ares moves away, crouching between my legs, and deftly undoes the buttons on my pants. My breath is taken away when I see him standing in front of me, his blue eyes gleaming with desire as he undresses me. As he takes off my pants, sets them aside, and puts his mouth back in mine, I start to feel surprisingly at ease around him.

He groans while dragging his hands along my exposed legs. "You're making me crazy," he said.

In response, I bit his lower lip. I have never in my life wanted anyone more than I want him. Hormones take control as my rational side goes on vacation.

I frantically grab his pants' button to remove them. He gets to his feet and lets his underwear and pants fall to the ground.

God, he is completely naked and in good shape. Everything about him is flawless, including his muscles and tattoos. I assume that since he kissed, his lips must also be swollen. He hovers over me once more, giving me leisurely, passionate, and intense kisses that push me to the limit. He groans into my mouth once more as his hand moves through my underwear. It is the world's most thrilling sound.

"I love your wetness for me."

I'm dying to feel him somewhere else because I can feel how hard he is against my thigh. I arch my back while panting as his fingers caress the nerve-filled area in circles.

"Oh my God, Ares!" Please, I need more than what my mind can think of; I just want him.

Ares lifts my shirt, releasing my breasts and massaging them with his free hand and tongue as if he were reading my mind.

I grab him because I want more, and for a brief moment, the size of him frightens me, but my desire overpowers my fear, "Ares, please." Even now, I have no idea what I'm requesting.

Ares stands up just inches away from me, his fingers still twitching inside my underwear and his eyes piercing mine. "Would you like me to fuck you?" He licks my lower lip while I can only nod. "Would you like to experience me?" "Say it!"

His fingers are driving me crazy, so I bite my lower lip. "Yes, kindly... I'd like to feel your presence inside of me.

I see him take out a condom and roll it on as he leans back and reaches for something in his pants.

Oh my God, I'll actually carry this out. To Ares Hidalgo, I'm going to give up my virginity.

A wave of fear sweeps through me as he quickly climbs up on top of me and tangles me between my legs. However, after giving me a passionate kiss, the fear vanishes, and I begin to forget everything. He takes a position, leans away from me, and fixes his eyes on mine.

"Are you sure?"

I nervously lick my lips and say, "Yes."

I close my eyes and give Ares a kiss, losing myself in his rich, soft lips.

But after that, I feel his gradual penetration. Tears well up in my eyes as I groan in agony.

It hurts, Ares.

My face is covered in brief kisses from him. "I am aware. It's alright; it will pass.

I arch my back as he continues to sink deeper into me. Tears start to fall down the sides of my face as I feel something inside of me break, and then he completely fills me.

He says, "Kiss me."

He is inside of me, but he remains still. He gives passionate, wet kisses.

His gentle touch on my breasts diverts me and makes my aching body feel more excited.

He doesn't rush to get going; instead, he just wants to thrill me more by biting my breasts, neck, and lips while tempting me. Only the burning discomfort of something that has broken remains, though the pain is lessening. He needs to move because I need more, something, and both. I'm so eager for him to get going.

I exhale, "Ares."

He begins to move slowly, as if he is aware of what I want. I'm so drenched that the friction feels delicious, even though it burns a little. Oh my God, I've never felt better in my entire life. The sensation overwhelms me.

I suddenly want him to move deeper and faster. I groan and feel him perfectly hard inside of me as I wrap my hands around his neck and give him a passionate kiss. "Ares!" Oh my God, move faster, Ares.

Ares says, grinning, "You want it faster, huh?" You like it, do you?

Before moving more quickly, he makes a deep thrust into me.

"Oh my God!"

As I hold onto his back, he murmurs in my ear, "Raquel." Do you enjoy having all of me inside you? Do you like the feeling?

"Yes!" Ares kisses me to quiet my groaning as I sense the orgasm approaching. Wave after wave of pleasure suddenly erupts throughout my entire body.

Ares groans alongside me and moves even more clumsily.

He comes and lands on top of me. The room is filled with the echo of our accelerated breathing. Our glued chests allow us to clearly feel our heartbeats. Clarity returns as the last of my orgasm fades away.

My God, oh my! Just now, Ares and I had sex. My virginity was just lost.

Ares lifts himself up with his hands, kisses me briefly, and then pulls away from me. Even though it burns a little, I can handle it. I sit up and turn my head away when I notice blood stains on the condom. He puts on his pants, hands me my clothes, and throws the condom in the trash. He doesn't say anything as he just sits on the couch's arm and sees me. He doesn't even give me a hug, talk to me, or say anything nice. He seems to be waiting impatiently for me to go.

I hurry to get dressed because the silence is too uncomfortable. I wince as I get to my feet.

"Are you alright?"

I give a head nod. I follow Ares' gaze as his eyes land on the couch behind me. A tiny but noticeable bloodstain is present. Ares appears to notice how embarrassed I am.

I'll have it washed, so don't worry.

In front of me, I twirl my hands. "I should leave," I said.

He doesn't raise an objection or ask, "Why are you leaving?"

I begin to move toward the door because he makes no comment at all. I want to cry because my heart is in my throat, but I'm not going to let my eyes start to well up with tears. He starts speaking as soon as I grab the doorknob.