It was undeniable how good Hardy tasted, his lips hungrily crashing into mine like he’d been dying to kiss me. His hand was still holding my neck in place, like if he lets go they might wobble and fall off.
My response to the kiss was unmatched by the man’s ferocity; he went from fast-paced nibbles to emptying my lips and claiming my tongue as if it were his.
I was out of breath, but I had no intention of stopping.
It was really taking my breath away, yet I was ready to die on that spot, just for it.
I had no idea what was playing on his mind. Had just that small gesture of mine driven him to such a state to kiss me this way, of course I would do anything to get out of here, but this is just…
Hardy broke the kiss, the moment all my body started to give in, and I almost pulled him back.
But I didn’t want to get ahead of myself.
He glanced at me from the mirror, seeing how my chest moved up and down from the night dress I was wearing, he smirked.
His lips were red, and a bit full, why wouldn’t it, that was the wildest I’ve done.
He leaned down closer to my ear, still staring at my reflection.
“You don’t get to tease me, whatever you did there… Do not go for it again.” He warned.
Okay.. But why did you freaking kiss me?
I said nothing and let out a breath. At least He kissed me, He didn’t go for something else.
I raised my head to look at my reflection, because I could feel my face heating up, only to see Hardy still staring at me.
Damn it.
We both locked eyes, and stayed that way.
Only because I would feel too weird to be the first one to look away.
His stare was the usual, but more intense and of course uncomfortable, it was like he was trying to see right through me.
“Joanne,” He called.
And his hands gently worked on my hair, as he tucked them behind my ears.
Usually, I never liked when he did that, but now. Maybe… maybe-
Maybe nothing.
“I don’t know, whatever you are planning to do.” He mumbled.
Shit. It’s like he would see right through me.
Why wouldn’t he, I went from hating him to caressing his hand, why wouldn’t he get suspicious.
If anything does happen to me, it’s all Trinity’s fault.
She came up with this idea, to seduce him.
I don’t do seduction.
“But whatever you’re trying to do, know that there are consequences and you will get harmed.”
And with that, he walked out of the room.
What the hell did he mean?
Get harmed. He wouldn’t try to harm me right?
I was carrying his child.
Or was I just in over my head.
I went to bed that night, and for the first time in ages, despite the big comforting soft bed, the room warmth, the humidifier, I couldn’t sleep, I was wide-eyed the entire night. Nothing was on my mind. Yet sometimes it was.
It was an indescribable feeling.
And before I knew it, it was morning and multiple knocks landed on my door, and behind it awaited nothing but maids who hated me, but had no choice but to serve me.
I was pulled out of bed, bathed, dressed and at light speed, I was having breakfast. And surprisingly my appetite was as wild as the kiss Hardy and I shared last night, and throughout the whole meal, it was all I could think of.
After breakfast, I was left alone in the room, as usual to await for nothing but lunch and another bath before going to bed, and with the expensive dress on me, I sat still on the bed, my mind blank, and my thoughts drowning as I stared at the rug under my feet.
I want to leave.
I can’t keep living like this.
Feeling heavy, I slowly laid on the bed, but with my feet outside.
A knock came on the door, moments later and as I opened my eyes, I realized it was nighttime already, getting ready to see one of the maids. I was surprised when my eyes landed on Hardy.
I let out an almost silent gasp as he closed the door behind him.
What is he doing here? And again.
He only visited once in a blue moon.
“What are you doi-
I stopped speaking, when I realized the look he had on his face.
He looked drained, and wild and… hungry.
“What?” He questioned my look.
“Nothing,” I shook my head, getting on my feet.
“Good,” He took a big step forward.
For the first time he was dressed in casuals and his hair wasn’t gelled, exposing his dark curls, and just as I was internally complimenting how broad his shoulders look in a white T-shirt, he pulled the shirt over his head.
My eyes fell to his body immediately and I gawked at it, the way I gawked at the ring my ex boyfriend had pulled out for me, just to shove his cheating story ass down.
“What are you doing?” I asked, finally.
“Why?” He scoffed, walking closer.
“I don’t…”
I took slow steps back, but bumped into the bed and fell on it, but he didn’t stop walking close to me.
“You started this didn’t you. I did warn you about the consequences”
He smiled.
“And not everyone likes consequences” He added, pulling me to my feet and covering my mouth with his.
My eyes widened in shock, and it took me three seconds to finally give in.
Hell, the way he kisses.
No sane woman would resist, despite being treated badly as a surrogate.
I let him wander around with my lips, and let his hand tighten around my arm, and his other spare hand undressed me.
It was really happening.
Pulling my dress down at light speed and hungrily grabbing my left breast with his mouth, I let out a soft moan.
My fingers found its way to his hair to grab a hold of it, so as not to collapse from the pleasure I was getting.
He moved to my second breast and I gasped when he moved around my nipple in circles.
And then slowly he moved up to kiss my neck, and all it took was a small bite to drive me crazy to rub my thighs together.
“Joanne,” He called.
His voice sounded different against my neck, but I didn’t care I needed more of him.
“Joanne!” He called again, pulling back.
My hands dropped to my sides and my mouth was left open when I saw Theodore.
“Joanne!
I opened my eyes to meet the bright room and Theodore’s face.
“You’re awake.” He breathed out a sigh of relief.
“Come on, we have to leave.”
“What?” was all I could say.
What the hell was that?
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