Chapter 15 #2
“I wasn’t gallivanting, I was watching a movie with my mother!” My hands flew to my head as I pinched the bridge of my nose.
“You’re so damn infuriating,” I pulled the covers up around me as he paced. “ I asked you to stay in bed for a reason! Why can’t you listen?” I’d never seen him as worked up as he was right now. His palms gripped the window ledge as he let his gaze wander over the lake.
I knew the last thing I should do was to get out of bed, but something wasn’t right with him. No matter how irritated or pissed off I was, I could tell when someone needed someone else to be there for them.
I tiptoed over to where he stood. The moment he sensed me his body froze, every muscle tensed as I neared him.
“Bed, Isabella,” He demanded.
“No,” I whispered, my hands gripping his jacket.
I needed to stop myself, but I couldn’t.
“Fuckin’ hell!” He spun around, his eyes burning with anger. “You have a real hard time listenin’, don’t you, princess?” His hands cupped my behind as he lifted me up.
I wasn’t sure what came over me at that moment, but my mind, body and soul were screaming at me to kiss him, no matter how bad of an idea it may have been. I needed to get the idea out of my system… I needed to know what it felt like to kiss him, just this once.
My lips collided with his, and for a second he seemed taken aback but that soon changed the moment my lips parted allowing his tongue access.
It clashed ferociously with my own, the need and desire building instantly.
He tasted like tobacco, whiskey and all things forbidden.
I should have stopped it, should have pulled away but I couldn’t and I wasn’t sure I wanted to.
He kissed me with feeling and meaning, deepening the kiss without so much of a second thought.
His fingers fisted my hair as I let out a whimper, one I couldn’t control.
He crossed the floor back to the bed, laying me down without breaking our connection. His body hovered over mine, my eyes dropped to the ring in his lip as he twirled it with his tongue. I wet my lips as his fingers linked with mine before pulling my hands above my head.
“You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now.” My heart began to speed up.
I tried to ignore the feel of his jeans rubbing against me.
The growing ache between my legs was beginning to become painful and difficult to ignore.
A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he placed a kiss below my ear.
“I want to hear you beggin’ to come.” I gasped as he nipped my ear lobe.
“Beggin’ for release all over her man’s cock.
” I yanked my head away as his statement threw proverbial cold water all over my body.
“But you are not my man.”
“Oh, hermosa , as much as we’ve both tried to deny it, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s true, and that kiss proved it,” he whispered, resting his forehead against mine. The warmth of his breath brushed my skin. “Now, do as you're told, and please stay in bed, unless you want another spanking.”
“And what would you do if I told you I liked it?” I teased. What was I doing? I was playing with fire and I wasn’t sure whether I liked it or not.
“Then I’d give you what you wanted.” He ran his thumb across my trembling lower lip. “But that won’t be today, princess. Not until you beg me to.” I frowned as he pushed himself off the bed and walked to the door. His response left me feeling cold and I didn’t like it.
Dammit.
“Now, I need to pay your father a visit.” I tried hard not to giggle, but it was no use. He was up shit creek without a paddle and I couldn’t wait to hear what the fallout would be. “Keep gigglin’ like that, and I won’t be goin’ anywhere.”
I bit my lip as my nipples tightened. Raising my eyebrows, I flashed him a show of disinterest. “You may have signed your own death warrant carrying me up here like that.”
“It was worth it.”
“I wish I could say how nice it’s been knowing you,” I smirked, a fire burning in the pit of my stomach.
“I’ll come check on you later,” he said, pulling the door open. “Oh, and Bella?”
“Hmm?”
“I’ll know if you’ve left that bed of yours.” I swallowed as he gave me a crooked grin.
“How so?”
“I have my ways, trust me…” He laughed as he closed the door behind him.
“Bells?” I heard Luca’s whispering voice through the door.
“You don’t need to whisper, I’m not asleep,” I said, sitting up to greet him the moment he stepped in the door.
“I debated knocking to be honest, Arturo warned everyone to leave you alone. He said you needed rest.” He perched on the edge of the bed beside me.
“He did what?” I couldn’t hide the anger that oozed from every fibre of my being.
“Calm down, Bells?—.”
“Calm down? Luca, that dickhead is running every facet of my life,” I huffed, falling back onto the pillows.
“Do this, don’t do that, jump this high!
” I slammed my fist onto the sheet. To my horror Luca let out a chuckle.
“Hey! It’s not funny. He’s a giant pain in the ass.
The sooner he’s done what he’s been hired to do, the sooner he can get on his bike and be on his merry way. ”
“About that?—”
“No, no, Papa won’t get a say in who stays and who goes, and he is fucking going, mark my words.” I’d had enough. I wasn’t going to lay here and let that fucker dictate my life, more than he was trying to do.
“Bells, where are you going?” He asked, as I forced myself to get out of bed.
“Out.”
“Dinner is ready though, Papa sent me up to help you downstairs,” he muttered, he knew I was close to having a full blown eruption.
“No, thanks. You stay and sort Theo, he needs you,” I ushered him out, slamming the door behind me.
That motherfucker had another thing coming if he thought I’d listen to more of his orders.
After I’d showered, dressed, and taken a slight detour in rapid time, I successfully made it to the kitchen. The continuous laughter from the dining room carried out into the foyer, it almost made me forget the plan I’d hatched up and join them, but then again I said almost.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty Bella,” I knew that voice all too well, it was one I adored.
“Joining me, Ty?” I didn’t need to ask, since I already knew his answer.
“Too damn right I do.” He clapped his hands together, and it was then that he now became the perfect getaway. “I’ll be back.”
He made his way to the dining room, the conversation between him and his father unreadable, but I knew he was making up an excuse. With a swift nod from my father and Red he was free to go, he returned with a victorious smile on his face.
“All good?”
“Too right. No one batted an eyelid, we’re free to go, my partner in crime,” he draped his arm over my shoulder as we entered the garage. “Now, which car are we taking?”
“You’re taking a car, I’m taking that ,” I pointed towards the bike that sat on the far side of the garage, jingling Arturo’s keys in my hand.
“Bella, where did you get those?” His chin almost grazed the concrete as his mouth dropped open in horror.
“Skills, that’s how. Come on, it's about time I show my bodyguard just how welcome he is here.”
“I like this Bella! Lock the old one away, and never let her out.” He leant on the hood of his father’s Merc. “Why can’t I come on that with you?”
“Because Arturo hates when people sit on his bike.”
“But you’ll be sitting on it,” I waited for him to realise, but he took too long, we’d be here all night.
“Exactly, he’ll hate me enough to pack up his shit and leave.” I made my way to the bike, all shiny and clean, anyone could see it was his pride and joy.
“You’re cunning, do you think it’ll work?”
“I don’t know, only time will tell, won’t it?” I laughed as I threw my leg over the seat, I’d ridden a bike before—not that my father knew that and I never planned to tell him either, what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
“Drive safe, I’ll meet you at the bar,” he raised his hand as he slipped into his canary yellow sports car.
“We’re not going to Papa’s bar, I don’t want news of me being out getting back to him or anyone else just yet.”
“All right, the other usual spot?”
“Meet you there,” I winked as the bike roared into action beneath me, the power I felt between my legs was indescribable. No wonder he loved this bike so much. I slipped his helmet on, sliding the visor down ready to go.
Once Ty opened the garage door I escaped out into the night, leaving Arturo and his orders behind.
I’d never felt freer than I did right then.
But I wondered how long it would last.