CARLY
After the call, I felt like I wanted to run away far from here. I didn’t even bother asking how did Aunt Alessia get my number. So, the monarch knew where I was all this time, and they just let me be.
I felt relieved and hurt at the same time. It could only mean one thing-the rogue princess didn’t matter to them anymore. I wondered what was my brother’s opinion about this. He was the one who helped me to be here, after all, and that was why Seth was still protecting me.
I only managed to eat a little of the chicken mozzarella he cooked. This man knew his way in the kitchen, business, and bed. Damn, I could still feel the tingles, the humming of every cell in my body coming to life.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked as he put the last plate into the dishwasher. I could feel the amusement in his tone.
“Nothing important.”
“I disagree.” He kissed my neck and whispered, “You’re blushing, Storm. Either you thought something embarrassing or something naughty. I bet for the latter.”
He barely touched me, and I was already shuddering-my clit ached for him. My breasts felt heavy. I cupped his face, tracing his growing five-o’clock shadow.
“I thought of something you’re not good at.”
“I can’t dance.”
“Impossible. We danced at the party.”
“That was not even dancing.” He snaked his hands around my waist. “It was more likely me taking advantage of the situation to have you in my arms and flirt with you because I thought that night you were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.”
“Flattery.” I kissed his lips. “Flattery.” Kissed. “Flattery. If you want me, all you have to do is make a move. Like this.” I pressed my body into him before I captured his mouth for a wet kiss. His hands traveled down to my ass, and I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist. I was lifted up in one quick move, and we kissed passionately.
“The bed is too far,” he said into my mouth.
“Agreed.” I was busy kissing him, and he dropped us into the couch with a massive whoosh. My eyes went wide.
“Storm?” His gaze fell to my lips, lingering as if contemplating something naughty-that was precisely what I thought, as I could still see how my mouth stretched around him.
“Yeah?”
“Why did you stop wearing skirts?”
“Is that really what you wanna know?” I caught my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Among other things. I’m quite not done exploring this sweet body,” he declared.
“You had too much fun ogling at my arse and thighs.” I licked my lips.
His eyes glittered. “You have no idea. I wasn’t just ogling.” Then we were back to kissing and stripping off our clothes. When he discarded the shirt I was wearing-his blue shirt and nothing under it, his hands couldn’t find anything anymore.
He broke this kiss and stared at me in shock. “You’re not wearing anything under my shirt?”
“What’s the point?” I grinned.
“Fuck me.”
“Oh, I will.” The moment the words left my mouth, he lifted me as if I weighed nothing, positing himself, and he was in me.
“God.” I gasped, burying my nails against his scalp at the sudden fullness.
A long deep groan rumbled in his throat before silence penetrated the room.
I couldn’t speak, and he did not move. His eyes collided with mine when I lifted my gaze-lust brewed in those blue eyes. But there was more to it-there was an undeniable connection between us. We stayed like that for a few moments.
“Too much?” His voice was soft.
I shook my head. “Perfect.”
Then we kissed so raw and frantic, filled with needs like there was no tomorrow.
Then he started moving, thrusting into me fast and hard. He was huge, and in this position, it felt like it just nudged my womb. And it felt so good.
I sucked in a breath as he slammed into me-one hard thrust.
My boobs bounced.
My head fell back.
My mouth hung open.
My eyes widened as I stared at the ceiling.
When I said I would fuck him, he fucked me instead, mercilessly. He fucked me hard. His hands were gripping on hips firmly, holding me in place.
My gasp turned to moan.
My moan turned to cry.
My cry turned to scream.
I tensed, muscles straining everywhere.
We just slept together, yet he knew my body like he knew his own. And he knew I was close.
Then he rolled his hips, and I trembled. Every inch of my body was sensitive, buzzing, humming. I was delirious. It felt so good I was losing my mind.
“Come for me.”
Just three words. My body surrendered.
***
After I cleaned up, I put on my clothes. It was passed nine in the evening. Heera wouldn’t mind if I stayed outside because she knew Seth was looking after me. But as much as I wanted to spend it with Rome, the day was over. Time to get back to reality.
I went to the living room, where I left him watching a football match.
“Hey-” He stopped as he noticed that I was dressed up, his brows furrowing. “Where are you going?”
“It’s late.”
“Late for what?”
“We had a blast, and I know you are a busy person. So I’m going home.”
Still confused, he rose from the couch. “I thought you were mine for the weekend.”
Mine? That sounded good, but I didn’t even know what it meant for him. “Yes. And I won’t sleep with anyone even on weekdays.”
“So do I. Actually, you are still mine, even on weekdays, but I can’t kiss you in the office. Outside, no problem.” He paused. “You know what I mean.”
“Stop with saying mine. I have to go.”
He held my hands. “I thought you’d stay and spend the night with me.”
I met his gaze. “This is your place. Some guys-”
“I’m not some guys, Storm. I’m glad you came here because I was gonna take you here anyway. This place is my sanctuary. I have privacy here. Only my family came to this place, and of course, my brothers at the firm.”
“So you’re putting this pressure on me.”
He chuckled. “You’re gonna make me say this, aren’t you?”
“I just wanna make sure I understand what you mean.”
“I like you-a lot. I just met you two weeks ago, but I feel something I’ve never felt before. And I enjoyed a lot being you around. I feel like I am me, not the guy who earns million and run a billion-dollar business for a living.”
“Aw.” I cupped his face. “That’s sweet.”
I yelped.
He just spanked me in my butt. “Aw. That’s sweet. After pouring out my feelings, that’s all you got.”
“So you were saying, grumpy?”
“Can you be a little serious, Storm?”
“I am.”
“I want you to stay the night, and it’s late. I promise I will send you tomorrow after more orgasms and breakfast.”
I couldn’t help myself. I had to tease him a little. “I admire your confidence. But how many exactly are we talking about here?”
A cocky smirk curved up his lips. “As much you can take. Now call or text Heera that you’re okay.”
“And you lost,” I said confidently.
“What do you mean?”
“Zee and Heera did not go out last Saturday.”
“Really?” His brows knitted.
“Yup.” I offered my hand. “Twenty, grumpy.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Aye, aye, Captain.” I saluted.
He took me back to the couch. “Let’s watch.”
“Just a sec.” I ran back to change into his shirt. This time, I wore his boxers.
I rested my head on his lap, and he was playing with my hair. “Who was your first kiss?”
He smiled and looked down at me. “That’s so random.”
“I wanna know more about you.”
“And here I am, who barely knows something about you.”
“Then ask me anything.”
“Her name is Dahlia from high school. My turn.”
My heart started thumping.
“If your ex begs you to come back to him, will you take him back?”
“No,” I answered him honestly.
“Why?”
“I’ll answer it if you answer my next question.”
“Okay.”
“Would you hate me if I lied something about myself?”
“Did you hurt or kill anybody?”
No.” I glared at him.
“Then why would I hate you?”
“I don’t like it when people lie to me, but sometimes you have to keep the truth to protect yourself.”
He linked our hands. “If you are in trouble, I want you to know that you can trust me, and I will do everything in my power to protect you.”
I smiled genuinely. “I know there’s always valiance in you. But thanks. I swear I’m not in trouble.” I even raised my hand. “To answer your question. He dumped me, but I moved on. For whatever reason, I already forgave him and myself. I loved him, yes. But I realize maybe someone is waiting for me out there, and my ex was just a supporting character in my book.”
“Would you go out on a dinner date with me?”
I laughed out loud. “Oh, my God. I need this job.”
“I wanna take you somewhere.”
“Bossy, as always.”
“But you don’t mind in bed, do you?”
I smiled wickedly. “Yes, and yes.”