Chapter 11
Amelia
Oh my GOD!
My heart is pounding in my chest, echoing the intensity of the kiss we just shared. Rueben's lips were warm against mine, sending electric sparks coursing through my body. But as he pulls away, cool and composed as ever, I'm left grappling with a whirlwind of emotions.
He steps back from me, his tattoos glistening with droplets of water from the shower. I can't help but admire the intricate patterns that adorn his skin, the raw masculinity that radiates from every inch of him.
God, he's so captivating.
"Amelia." Rueben's voice interrupts my thoughts, pulling me back to reality. "You shouldn't be daring me like that. I don't hold back from temptation."
Temptation? Do I tempt him?
His words hang in the air, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I try to push down the fluttering sensation in my stomach, the overwhelming desire that threatens to consume me.
What is happening to me?
The rush of water cascades over us, enveloping us in a cocoon of warmth as Rueben's lips meet mine again in a heated kiss. His hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer as I melt against him, my body humming with anticipation. His touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me that I can't seem to extinguish.
As our lips move in sync, I feel a surge of desire coursing through my veins, overwhelming me with a sense of urgency. But despite the intensity of the moment, Rueben remains cool and composed, his demeanor unchanged as he explores the depths of my mouth with his tongue.
God, this feels amazing! But...but…
My mind swirls with conflicting emotions. I know I shouldn't be feeling this way, not here, not now, but I can't help myself. Even as my rational thoughts protest, my body betrays me, responding eagerly to Rueben's touch. I cling to him, losing myself in the intoxicating sensation of his lips against mine, the world outside fading away as we drown in each other.
As the kiss deepens, I feel a surge of heat pooling in my belly, my knees growing weak beneath me. Rueben's hands remain tangled in my hair, holding me close as if he never wants to let me go. And for a moment, I allow myself to forget everything else, lost in the blissful oblivion of his touch.
But all too soon, Rueben pulls away again, leaving me breathless and wanting more. His eyes meet mine, dark and unreadable, and he leaves the shower. I'm left alone to wrestle with my thoughts.
I know I should have left the moment I caught myself staring at him for too long. But I couldn't tear my eyes away, couldn't resist the pull he exudes.
I stand there in the shower, the water washing over me as I try to make sense of the tumultuous emotions swirling inside me. He's dangerous, unpredictable, just like the rest of them.
I shouldn't be feeling this way about him.
But even as I try to convince myself to stay away, I can't shake the memory of his lips against mine, the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin. Maybe...maybe I can focus on his more desirable qualities.
Like the huge dick I felt poking my belly.
Lost in my thoughts, I barely register Rueben's return as he passes me a towel, his movements fluid and graceful. I take it from him, wrapping it around myself as I step out of the shower, the steam still swirling around us.
"Thanks," I mumble, my voice barely above a whisper as I try to hide the turmoil raging inside me.
Rueben nods, his expression unreadable as he begins to towel himself dry. The silence stretches between us, thick with unspoken tension, as we both grapple with our own desires and fears.
Finally, unable to bear the weight of the silence any longer, I speak, my voice hesitant as I search for the right words.
"Rueben...about before..." I trail off, unsure of how to continue. "I-I don't know what came over me. It was just...unexpected."
Rueben's gaze meets mine, his eyes dark with intensity as he studies me. For a moment, neither of us speaks, the air heavy with unspoken words and unspoken desires.
And then, with a soft sigh, Rueben breaks the silence, his voice low and gentle as he speaks.
"Amelia," he says, his tone soft and reassuring. "I know this is all new to you. But I want you to know... Whatever happens, I'll be here for you."
His words wash over me, a comforting balm to the storm raging inside me. Maybe there's more to Rueben than meets the eye. Maybe he's not as dangerous as I thought.
But even as I allow myself to hope, a nagging voice in the back of my mind warns me to proceed with caution. They are still gangsters. I can't let myself get too close. Not when there's so much at stake.
The memory of his body against mine sends a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me that I can't seem to extinguish. He didn't even seem affected by the kiss. Does he not feel anything?
Or is he just hiding it?
I run a hand through my tangled hair, trying to calm the chaos swirling inside me. But there's no denying the ache that lingers between my legs, the yearning for something more, something I've never experienced before.
This is crazy.
I slap my hands to my face, trying to shake off the intoxicating spell Rueben has cast over me. But deep down, I know there's no escaping the truth. I'm drawn to him, inexplicably drawn to the danger and allure he represents.
I pull on my clothes, each piece of fabric a reminder of the reality I'm trying to escape. With a shaky breath, I nod, my resolve hardening as I steel myself for the challenges that lie ahead. As Rueben's gaze lingers on mine, I know that this is only the beginning.
What does he want? And what do I want from him?