Chapter Twenty-two

So much a single kiss spoke without words. The kiss said everything that was lurking within them both and it lasted as they keep exploring their mouths, his tongue sunk deeper and deeper and soon his hands were on her breasts and body. He drew down the zipper of her suit and was touching her through her inner polo still it sent shivers down her spine. She wanted more, she needed him to be on her, marking her and sealing her soul. His touch was becoming intimate, he slide his hands into her polo, and found her breasts, he freed one of them and started rolling her nipples that were already hard with his fingers. She broke off the kiss as a moan escaped her but he cut it short with his other hand over her mouth and and moved his mouth to her neck. This was torture and she was submitting to him when suddenly he broke it off and whispered, "Not here, let's go home ". It came with a relief and another round of anger, she was angry because he had proven himself the stronger one, he broke off the act and she was busy showing her weak self, what a wimp he must think she was, she thought as she adjusted her breasts into her bra and zipped her jacket. He was glowing as she looked at him like some school boy who just won a trophy. Blast him, she thought. The rest of the drive was in silence and they soon got home. She would have run away to her rooms had he not caught her around her waist, "Running away, are we Bella ", he said with such seductive tone that made her shiver, was he going to take her to his room and do to her all the crazy things she had imagined him doing to her several nights over since she met him, she did want him as well. He lifted her laughing and she giggling into his arms and headed to the house. They were headed upstairs and the staff had an air of surprise but he cared less. They were in his bedroom where he dumped her on the bed, then she became aware of what might happen. She gulped, he took off his jacket and polo, men!!! He was muscular and hot , the torso, biceps and triceps seemed like some god or something. He definitely took care of his body, he was on his pants when he joined her, kissing her with such emotion that rekindled hers, she was right, he was fire definitely and she could feel the ice in her melting away. The want and desire in her took many forms and shapes, and soon she met his level of want. He left her lips, moving down to her neck as he clutched her sides, raised her to a sitting position, without breaking the kiss, undid her jacket zipper and slide it down. Then he reached down her polo and pulled it off, only then did he briefly break the kiss and as soon as that was out of the way, he pushed her gently to the bed again. He moved to her belly button and it felt so good while he undid her bra, she quickly removed it, he smiled and started kissing his way to her breasts. He took hold of her breasts and grabbed her nipples in his mouth, he was aggressive and she loved it, it was more than what she wanted, it was all. Never had she been sucked this aggressive in the breasts, he switched to the other breast and dealed it in the same way, very aggressive was his touch. She wanted more, she was the first to hear the knock on the door, she felt care free about it when it happened the second time, he broke off to demand what the problem was. "Sir, Alfredo is here to see you, he said it was urgent and you need to come now ", the servant rambled in fear. That was enough to get him up, he grabbed a polo, wore it and said to her, "Wait her Bella, I'll be right back I promise ", and he was gone leaving her in need, she felt of less importance. She waited a little, thinking of the disappointment, she angrily gathered her clothes and left for her room, she would never fit in his world. She laid down and slept off.