Skylar lay down on the bed, acutely aware of his hawk-like gaze fixed on her. The sexual undercurrents passing between them were becoming too much to resist. She knew she would cave in soon if she wasn’t careful. A strange force seemed to attract her towards him. No, she wouldn’t surrender to the temptation. She wouldn’t do anything she might regret later. After all, she still wasn’t sure about their future.
She lay down with her back towards him. Maybe blocking him from view would do her good.
“What? I thought you were going to live up to your promise!” Skylar turned to face him with wide eyes.
“What promise? I don’t remember any.”
“I thought you wanted to thank me with a kiss.” Realization dawned on her and she looked at him with embarrassment. She hadn’t taken him seriously at all!
“I’m exhausted. Good night, Christian,” she whispered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She just hoped he would let it go. Strangely, as she closed her eyes to sleep, something deep inside her prodded her to give him what he wanted. So, did she want to kiss him?
“I’m having a terrible night!” he grumbled, bringing a smile to her face. She opened her eyes and gazed back into his blue orbs, burning with desire.
“Why?” she whispered, although she knew the reason.
“I’m done being nice to you if you won’t remember to thank me nicely.” Skylar chuckled at his childlike pout.
“Thank you, Christian!” she blew him a kiss and chuckled at his groan. “There, I just thanked you nicely.”
“No, that won’t do.”
“Oh! Apart from a kiss, how do you want me to thank you?” The intense look in his eyes was enough to tell her what he wanted. It was actually a dumb question, and she immediately wanted to take it back.
“I want you, all of you, Skylar.” The admission was full of raw hunger that made a deep throbbing start at the pit of her stomach. A warm blush crept up her cheeks, and she looked away. Did he notice her heated reaction?
Christian didn’t miss a thing. He stretched his arm and grabbed her, only to pull her towards him. Skylar gasped with surprise, not having expected this so soon. Recently she noticed a desperation in Christian towards her. He hardly waited for her permission now.
“Christian, have you gone crazy?” she whispered, a tremor going up her body. In a split second, he pinned her to the bed and hovered over her, his body holding her captive.
“Yes, you’re driving me crazy.” He rubbed his hard erection against her to prove how aroused he was for her. A gasp escaped her mouth, and Christian cupped her jaw in haste. He was done being nice and gentle. He was done with pleading. It was time to grab what was rightfully his. Skylar was his, her lips were his to kiss. In fact, her whole body belonged to him. So why not?
“Mine,” he whispered hoarsely against her lips before claiming them possessively. His hand slid down to her breast. Another gasp of pleasure escaped her sweet mouth.
His tongue delved deep inside her mouth and the kiss was as passionate as it always was between them. A shudder of pure desire coursed through her as passion mounted between them. The erotic touch of his thumb on her breasts built a heat in her she couldn’t control.
“Mine to love,” he whispered hoarsely, teasing both her breasts, this time going under her pajama top. His touch made her hot and desperate. Skylar wanted to drown in his voice, in his touch. She wanted him to whisper the details of every wicked thing he’d like to do to her.
She responded wildly and kissed him back, fisting into his soft hair. Christian groaned with ecstasy. This was what he wanted. He wanted her to want him the way he wanted her. He wanted her to feel the desperation, to crave his touch and admit her feelings to him. His fingers left her breasts and traveled lower, making her release his mouth in a state of delirium.
“Do you want me to touch you, Skylar?”
Skylar felt a pang of self-consciousness at his blunt question, but her mind was in overdrive. She couldn’t opt out and run for the kid’s room like before. A strange urge to feel his touch restrained her, and she waited for him to make a move. This was uncharted territory, and she had no idea what to do.
His fingers trailed downward towards her abdomen, and her breath hitched, knowing what he was about to do. He gave her ample space to back out, but she didn’t. She wanted this with him, but couldn’t admit it aloud. A few inches from the waistband of her panties, his fiery fingers stopped, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He gazed into her eyes, watching her reaction to him. The dazed, delirious look on her face was enough to satisfy him. She was as excited as he was! But he needed her to confess. He wanted her to tell him how desperate she was for his touch!
“Christian!” she whispered while he waited for her heated admission. It never came!
“Yes?” he prodded, his breathing erratic.
“Please!” she breathed in a needy whisper, wanting him to continue. Yet no words came out of her mouth, leaving her tongue-tied and wide-eyed.
“What?” he asked, waiting for her.
Skylar looked away to suck in a deep breath before telling him what she wanted. Christian searched her face and eased off her abruptly to go to the washroom. Flustered by his sudden lack of interest in her, Skylar gaped at the closed door of the en-suite.
What just happened? How could he just walk out on her, leaving her craving his touch? Did he misunderstand her silence? Frustration built up inside her and she felt a strange desperation for him. A dull ache started deep in her core, but there was nothing she could do about it. Even after five minutes, Christian didn’t emerge from the en-suite.
She lay on her side, waiting for him impatiently. Would he continue where he left off? Her body was still aroused and waiting for him. She had never felt so desperate for a man’s touch as she did now! What was wrong with her?
The door opened and Christian emerged freshly showered, wrapped only in a towel. His magnificent, damp body attracted her like a magnet. He tempted her virgin eyes and she couldn’t look away.
Christian gazed back at her through hooded eyes filled with lust. He knew she wanted him, but he wouldn’t give her what she wanted so easily. She had to admit that she wanted him. She couldn’t just push him away all the time. It was high time she realized her feelings for him. Purposely, he didn’t carry his clothes to the en-suite. He wanted to seduce her to submit to him!
Christian picked up his clothes from his closet and stood at the foot of the bed to wear them. He was acutely aware of Skylar’s gaze taking in every minute move of his. Her slightly parted lips and her taut nipples were all evidence of her aroused state. He held her gaze as he pulled the towel off his body and let it fall to the floor in a heap.
A gasp of horror escaped Skylar’s lips, and she looked away, embarrassed at the roots of her hair. She closed her eyes and pulled the duvet over her head. A dull ache of arousal started deep in her core as images of his magnificent hard-on played havoc in her mind. It was impossible to sleep after seeing him totally naked. What would it feel to touch him?
She felt the bed dip and her breath hitched in anticipation. She waited for him to continue where he left off. Surely he would want to continue. Wouldn’t he? With her back towards him, she couldn’t figure out what was taking him so long. Why wasn’t he making a move towards her? Didn’t he realize how much she wanted him?
Skylar waited for him but heard his even breathing after ten minutes. What the hell? Had he gone asleep already? Frustrated, she turned to face him. Yes, it seemed he had fallen asleep. A sigh of hopelessness escaped her lips. She closed her eyes with a disappointed heart and an aroused body! Both were unfavorable conditions to sleep in, but what choice did she have?
Christian opened his eyes to watch her sleep. Did he do the right thing? It would have been so easy for her to give in to him instead of torturing herself. Why didn’t she? Why couldn’t she bend a little and admit her feelings to him like he had? Was it so hard?
Maybe tomorrow she would. Hope filled up in his heart. He wouldn’t give her what she wanted so easily. He wanted to hear her confession, but what if she never confessed? Maybe he would take the chance!