“Because I know you love me the way I love you,” he blurted out, clenching his fists tightly by his side.
A stabbing pain hit me.
Did he say what I thought he said?
Does he love me?
Shaken by his declaration, I dared to try to confirm what came out of his mouth. I couldn’t quite believe it. “How do you love me?”
He ran his hand through his hair and bit the piercing on his lip. His voice and breathing were unstable. “Damn it, Celina, you know how I love you.”
“No, I don’t.”
I really didn’t. Just a week ago he was toying with my feelings, I gave up on that, believing he didn’t care. But now everything could be different, I just need to know…
He shook his head disapprovingly and laughed without looking at me, as if he found it funny that my heart was about to burst. He looked at me and roughly ran his index finger and thumb over his lower lip, disturbed.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this,” he whispered more to himself than to me. “I’m crazy about you. I’m damn in love with you and I can’t even lie to myself about it.”
A storm erupted inside me, and even more when he immediately took me in his arms and took over my mouth.
Damn it.
Why did it always have to feel so magnificent? It was almost divine.
I let go of whatever I had in my hand at that moment and wrapped my arms around Donovan’s neck, bringing him closer to me. I heard him moan something over my lips, but I didn’t figure out what it was, my mind was clouded by desire.
Donovan let me know with a caress on my thigh that he wanted me to get on top of him, and I did, without even thinking twice, I wrapped my legs around his waist without separating our lips and he molded his hands on my butt. Clever.
The desk was closer than the bed, so he sat me on top of it, bringing me to the edge, he placed himself between my legs and the throbbing between them was very overwhelming.
His hands were desperate over my abdomen, looking to touch every minimum space of it and that my blouse would disappear as if by magic. He squeezed my waist without letting go of my lips and I enjoyed every damn squeeze, I liked it and he knew it.
I wanted more. I needed more. I wanted all of Donovan.
I practically forced Donovan to have the front of his pants collide with me, grabbing his belt tightly and bringing him closer. I shouldn’t have done that. I felt how hard he was against me and he pressed between my legs, I opened them more. The moan from both of us was in unison and I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh that he stopped instantly with his tongue entering my mouth, caressing me.
His hand went to one side of my neck and gently moved my hair to leave all the space free. He stopped occupying my mouth and kissed my neck causing me to shudder against him. My heart was beating so fast. His hands slid under my blouse, against my skin and lifted the fabric over my head. I raised my arms immediately to enable him and he threw it away from us.
I did the same, I ran my hand over his perfect abdomen and let him know that I wanted his shirt out. He obeyed. Of course, he would.
Lust was felt in every inch of his body when he saw my torso with the light in my room on this time. I still had my bra on. Still.
I was practically violating him with my eyes over his bare chest. It was perfect no matter how you look at it.
The pain for Donovan spread, each time I needed more. And he… was an asshole.
“I don’t think we should do this yet,” he mumbled pulling away and running his hand through his hair as if he was about to smash his head on the floor.
If he didn’t do it, I was going to. I got off the desk and took his wrist pushing him towards the bed. He obeyed, he was very compliant today.
“Why?” I demanded to know in front of him, aware that I was still topless and Donovan couldn’t take his eyes off my breasts.
“Take into account that just ten minutes ago you wanted to call the police,” he growled taking my pillow and covering his face with it. I could see his pants straining to contain the beast and I decided to take advantage of that.
I straddled him and he let out a moan even with the pillow over his face. I took it away from him. “But I wasn’t going to,” I whispered trying to kiss him again, but he pulled away arching an eyebrow, not believing my words and rightfully so. “Well, yeah, maybe I was going to.”
He nodded and quickly grabbed my waist, in a swift move he pushed me so that I lay down on the bed and alone. Damn jerk.
“Damn Donovan, you always leave me on edge,” I put both hands on my face wishing the pain between my legs would go away. “I hate you.”
I knew when he came back to the bed because I felt it sink when he got back on top of me. He grabbed my thigh and I immediately took my hands off my face.
With a cheeky smile on his face, he stroked the inside of my thigh, slowly, ascending. “I can fix that.”
When Donovan descended to kiss my stomach I knew what he meant. No. I wanted the full package, if not, nothing.
“If you get your head down there I’ll crush your skull with my thighs.”
Donovan started to laugh stopping right at the button of my jeans. “You know how to turn a man on.”
Did he want to play?
We’ll play.
I placed my hands on his neck and forced him to come closer to my face. I planted a kiss on his mouth and his breathing agitated again. Without even giving him a hint of what I was going to do, I put my hand on his hard and thick member. “Donovanconda doesn’t seem to complain.”
Surprised by my action he moaned and rested his head on my shoulder, he was being cruelly tortured by me and he loved it. “Get your damn hand out of there.”
Slowly and in the process of removing it, I gave him a soft caress, just a little, and Donovan shuddered on top of me. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t notice.”
“I think I’m going before we do something we might regret later,” he warned pulling away, but I didn’t let him get any further away from me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him to me.
“No, stay.”
“Celina…” he pleaded trying to look anywhere in the room but at me.
“Please, neither of us is a virgin.”
“Celina…” It sounded more like a warning.
“Listen to me, we have time to regret tomorrow, meanwhile…” I placed my hand on his neck to kiss him and he did, but he immediately separated me.