ETHAN CARTER
'Taking you to bed before I do something I might regret", I said watching her frown before she leaned against my chest.
With her still in my arms, I grabbed the TV remote switching off the TV before I carried her to the rooms.
I was very tempted. Very tempted indeed because even though she didn't know it she was a damn seductress. Earlier when she bent down to pick up the remote and I saw her panties peaking through the shirt shirt, I had to control myself.
I had to restrain myself against having such dirty thoughts. And when she did stand up to speak all the restrain in my body evaporated like water exposed to scorching heat. I was obsessed, with her legs, her simplicity, her aloofness, her clumsiness, her body. I wanted her. I wanted her badly.
When she did try to run away from this, I knew I couldn't just let her walk away and when we did kiss? God, it was in the middle of the night and it was sure as hell cold but I felt on fire.
As if I were burning from the inside like an eternal inferno in the depths of hell. I loved it when she ran her fingers in my hair, slowly caressing and massaging my head as if she were born for it.
And the way she kissed me with equal vigor, it riled me up. I was hard for her from a mere kiss what if when I was inside her? Except I couldn't be inside her, not with her periods knocking on the door like an uninvited hurricane.
Which was why, I took her to her room frustrated that I couldn't do anything. I knew kissing her was wrong and she knew very well that me kissing her was wrong yet why did it feel so right?
Like kissing her was the most natural thing in the world? Once we got to her little cozy room, I set her on top of her bed watching her as she peered at me frustrated.
She wanted me as much as I did her and I chuckled at the fact.
'Goodnight Aliya", I said watching her fumble with the covers.
She didn't say anything far from it she pretended as if y didn't exist at all.
I repeated myself, 'Goodnight, Aliya"
Again no reply.
'I'll not leave unless you tell me goodnight", I stated.
'Then you can stay standing the whole night for all I care",she snapped.
'Are you mad at me or something?"I asked amusedly.
'No shit, Sherlock. I am mad. I am completely and utterly frustrated that you think you can just kiss me any damn time you please. Am not your fucking toy, Ethan?"
'I never said you were", I clarified.
'Then why- forget it"
'Why, what Aliya?" I asked standing just by the edge of her bed.
'Why don't you ever go any further?"she asked her eyes shyly looking at her nails.
She wanted me to go further? The first time she kissed me, she was thinking of her boyfriend and I wouldn't subject myself to sleep with her when she thought of me as someone else. Now that I thought about it, that day, who really was she dreaming about?
Since Ray wasn't her boyfriend and she certainly did claim she felt nothing for him. Who was she kissing in her dream? Probably Harry Styles am sure. The man did have an effect on women, one that I would never understand to this day.
And the other time at the elevator? How was I supposed to go any further when my employees caught us kissing and when she, in the first hand claimed to hate me.
'Because you hate me and if I did go any further you would hate me more", I mused watching her eyes go big with disbelief.
I was using her own words against her to get her to say what I wanted to hear.
'I don't hate you!" She burst out that I had to place a finger on my lips to tell her to shut up.
What would Mila think if she heard us? Even imagining Mila's horror stricken gave was enough to give me a mini heart attack.
'You said you did", I mocked.
' I was having a panic attack that doesn't count. I was delirious",she defended herself.
'I think you are even more delirious at the moment. Perhaps I read on a very interesting article that women do tend to be horny on their periods, is that the reason why you allowed me to kiss you? Why you insist you do not hate me so that I can give you some attention?"
Her nose flared and within minutes she hauled her pillow in my direction which hit me smack in the face.
'I hate you", she screeched lowly.
'No you don't", I said grabbing the pillow from the floor and slowly and stealthily getting on her bed.
'I do",she challenged once I was close enough to kiss her.
'Your kisses say otherwise", I murmured before I kissed her again with want.
This time my hands got rid of the purple covers on top of her. My hand rushing down to the hem of her shirt. I sneaked my hand inside her shirt going past her panties to her navel then to the skin down her full and plump breasts.
Taking her moist lips into my mouth, I sucked, I nibbled leaving them and going to kiss her chin, her neck and her collar bones. I only stopped to remove the flimsy shirt watching her shiver a little bit from the dissipating warmth.
'Ethan I-' she tried to speak her emerald eyes peering at me.
'I know", I answered her.
We were not going to do it tonight but I sure as hell would torture her so much that the only name she would be thinking about in her dreams was my name.
Once I had the shirt over and off her head, I stared at her twin globes all plump and perky waiting for me to suck them. I kissed her one more time before I groped one globe teasing her nipple with my tongue.
'Ooh Ethan- aah-ah",she moaned as I squeezed her other globe with my hand.
It was terrible to even compare hers to Crystal's but unlike Crystal's somehow flat breasts, Aliya's were full, symmetrical that I could hold and suck for an eternity.
I flickered my tongue against her nipple watching her loll her head into the pillow. I went to the other nipple, stroking, biting and sucking until she moaned, into she arched her back, until she called my name out loud and until she sweated and panted for me.
I had never been one to try to please a woman without me getting the pleasure too but at this moment with Aliya, I was content knowing that I had done that to her which made me question how it would feel when we did have sex.
The rest of the night went on with Aliya sleeping in my arms while I covered her naked breasts with my hands reminding myself that I had to wake up early, if I was going to make sure Mila didn't find out about this.
