36. Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Six
Asecond later, I shoot up, heading for the nearest bathroom to fix myself up. Not long after, I hear his bike’s engine turn off and I walk over to the front door to greet him.
He’s looking a little worse for wear with his shirt a bit crumpled and his hair not as styled. I like this grumpier side of him and I like that he’s allowing me to witness him this way.
“You look…tired,” I say, in lieu of another word when he enters the lobby.
He hands me a box of candy, half smiling. “I feel tired. Here, I bought these for you. I’ve seen how you like cherry-flavored sweets.”
“Always a gentleman,” I say, smiling.
He scratches his cheek, looking around the open space. “So…it’s very quiet here. Not very busy tonight, huh?”
“No. It seems everyone’s either out enjoying the night or already in.”
I don’t resist him when he comes closer, taking my hand in his.
“I like the quiet, Lisa. Come with me.” I have a vague idea of the purpose of his visit but when he walks me to the end of the corridor where his room is and puts the key in the lock turning it, I know this isn’t going to go down well with Tom. “Nikos, I ca—”
“Shhh,” he silences me, pulling me in and closing the door behind me, plastering me against it a second later, his mouth going down hard on mine, his hands mauling my breasts. He kisses me hard and deep and when he pulls back I stare into his eyes, wondering what on earth have I done.
“I want you, Lisa. Fuck. I thought this would be just a one-time thing but when you invited me to the beach, I couldn’t say no. Do you know why?”
I am still reeling from his kiss, the rough feel of him, his urgency and confession so I just shake my head, letting him finish what he started.
“Because I feared that I’d never get another chance to be with you again that way. To make love to you.”
And then before I know it, he lowers me onto the bed, bringing his mouth down on mine yet again, first tasting, then sliding his tongue inside me, his arousal pressing into my lower belly as he deepens our kiss, holding me tight against him and I feel like I’m floating. As if nothing is real but his lips on mine. His strong arms holding me captive. The feeling of his erection only makes me want him more, and I know that we shouldn't be doing this. I know it deep in my heart. But he’s already fucked me, so does it really matter?
“Nikos, please,” I breathe against his mouth and I don’t know if it’s a plea for him to stop or continue.
“I can’t stop thinking about you. Being inside you. Tasting you.”
I stare into his eyes, memorizing his face and the way they twinkle as he stares back into mine. The gentleness of his hands as they caress my skin. The roughness of his kiss and the way he feels against me. I look up at him and I know he’s thinking the same thing I am right now. “What are we going to do, Nikos?”
He sits up, looking at his watch. “What can we do, huh? You’re married, and I’m not sure I’d let you do anything as crazy as this if you were my wife.”
I sit up, too, thinking about his last words.
“I didn’t plan any of this, you know,” I whisper. “It just happened.”
“Nothing just happens, sweetie. We make it happen. Every action has a reaction.”
“Do you think we can make it work?”
“I’m not sure we can. But I’ll be damned if I waste this opportunity while I have it. Not a chance.”
“What if I talked to Tom?”
“Tell him what? That you want us to keep doing this? How is that fair to him? Or me?”
When I don’t answer he leans closer, taking hold of my leg and taking off my shoes one after the other, and then his hands are on my chest, unbuttoning my shirt.
Slowly.
Agonizingly, and I feel myself unable to resist.
“I’m going to make love to you tonight, Lisa. Just me and you. You’re mine tonight whether you planned for this or not.”