CHAPTER 75 - RED
CHAPTER
Red
I ’M SITTING ON THE BED and Arianna’s eyes are on mine. My face is neutral, but I know my eyes are afire. How can they not be? And if she looks down, she’ll see my cock straining to be freed from under the towel around my hips.
I’m not sure I can bear this. After everything, Arianna tells me she wants me, yet I cannot take her. Not tonight. Not after...
Oh, Jesus. This will take the mother of all control.
I trail my fingers down her beautiful face. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow, okay?”
I shouldn’t be so goddamn close. I shouldn’t be sitting on this bed either. All I want to do is kiss her and claim her as mine. Fully .
“I don’t want to talk about it tomorrow,” Arianna whispers, lifting her chin so I drown in her violet eyes, her lips inches from mine.
My cock throbs so hard, desperate to take her. I want her writhing under me, watching her face as I make her come over and over.
I don’t mean to let the growl escape my throat, but I can’t stop it, the need to possess this woman trampling over logical thought, my body demanding it receives what it’s been clamoring for since the day I laid eyes on this exquisite creature who invades every waking second of my life.
Every dream.
All of it.
Her hand moves to my face, her fingers scorching my jaw. Control, Red, control, for fuck’s sake !
“Arianna.” I make the mistake of focusing on her lips - the ones I want so desperately on mine.
Despite the implications taking this decision will cause, the only thing on my radar right now is what occurred tonight.
Does Arianna want me as a rebound from her attack?
If that’s the case, then taking her up on her offer and fulfilling my wildest dreams would be taking advantage of a vulnerable situation, and I don’t want to claim her under those circumstances. I want her to genuinely want me.
As if sensing my inner turmoil, Arianna freezes. “Is it because of tonight? I...”
I gently slide her hand from my face, but keep hold of it, ignoring her instinct to retreat from me. “You think I don’t want you?” I murmur. “Fuck, Arianna, I want you more than ever.”
“That man. He... he didn’t... You arrived just in time.”
I’m relieved that bastard failed in getting his full fix - for Arianna’s sake, not mine. It’s bad enough that I saw where his fingers were...
My jaw tightens.
At least he didn’t succeed with his cock.
Regardless of what I’ve said in the past, I’d take Arianna any which way; I know that now. My need for this woman is so overwhelming I don’t give a shit that Roberto Bristoni’s had her. It’s not about that.
I cup her face. “Baby, I only care how you feel about this. I didn’t think you’d want... want anyone near you after... I don’t want this to be a knee-jerk reaction or make things worse.”
Arianna runs her finger along my bottom lip. How I don’t explode underneath the towel is anyone’s guess. Fuck - this is torture!
“I’m not thinking about anyone or anything else. Just this and you. It’s what I want. You - now is what I want.” Her breath is hot on my face. “Please...”
I expel a long breath. I’m going to combust. I said if she wanted to change our arrangement, she’d have to beg, but I lied. This woman never need beg me for anything. I’ll give her everything I have and all that I own without a second thought.
I fear it will bring my downfall; however, I can’t deny myself any longer. I’ll deny Arianna nothing either. Whatever that cunt did tonight and whatever that bastard of a husband did beforehand, I’ll fuck it all away.
Grabbing Arianna’s face with both hands, I pull her closer to my mouth, my skin so hot I’m sure it must burn. “I’ll be the last man you ever touch. Is that what you want?”
She blinks those gorgeous violet eyes. “Yes, that’s what I want.”
I need no more convincing. This will be the longest, drawn-out round of pleasure I can give this beautiful woman. After this, she’ll never want anyone else again. And if I should die tonight, I’ll die happy.