Page 68 of Lethal Infatuation

I walked in the direction she ran to and turned the corner. She didn't realize that I was fucking obsessed with her. I could follow the scent of her perfume and I'd find her.

My eyes darted to the staircase. My intuition was telling me that's where she went. My steps were silent. The smell of her fresh perfume became more pungent and I smirked, knowing I went in the right direction.

Leisurely, I ascended the steps, listening closely for any possible sound. "You want me to chase you?" My voice echoed in the spacious hallway. "Just remember that when I catch you, I'll showyou no mercy."

Silence filled the space. It was so quiet I could hear a pin drop. I listened for the slightest movement, feeling like a predator hunting its prey. Then, from the corner of my eye, I noticed the slightest movement.

Gabriella would've gotten away had I not been extremely vigilant. She ran to the staircase for her narrow escape, but I closed in on her, grabbed her by the elbow, and pushed her against the wall. She whimpered when her skin made contact with the cold surface.

"Found you," I murmured, dragging my left hand up her body before wrapping it around her neck. "I could easily strangle the life out of you, but you'd probably enjoy that shit, yeah?"

Her mesmerizing eyes were droopy, so I tightened my hold around her delicate flesh, feeling her pulse thrum against my fingertips. Her lips parted, shallow breaths escaping her mouth as she inhaled sharply trying to gasp for air.

She held onto my forearm, digging her manicured nails into my skin. My cock was painfully hard at this point and I was dying to fuck her. "Watching the life slowly drain from your eyes really gets me going."

When I finally loosened my grip, she sucked in a sharp breath of air, her chest rising and falling. "I don't even know why I agreed to be yours. You're a maniac," she gasped.

She writhed against me, trying to escape. "You agreed because you clearly can't get enough of me, but no need to worry, I feel the same way about you."

"You're a lunaticandfull of yourself? God, what a combination." She tried pulling my hand away from her neck, but her attempts were futile. "Just let me go." The deep frown on her face was cute, but for some reason, she always thought I was intimidated by her.

I brought my face closer to hers, our lips brushing lightly. "Okay," I said. "I'll let you go if your answer to my question is no."

"What?" she bit out, gritting her teeth. "What's the damn question?" Her minty breath fanned my face, making me want to kiss her until she couldn't breathe.

"Are you wet for me right now?" Her face dropped and she gulped. I slid my right hand from her arm, to her hips, down her belly until I finally reached the slit in her dress. "Is your tight little pussy soaked for me?"

"No."

"No?" I raised an eyebrow, chuckling humourlessly. "Then you wouldn't mind if I checked?" Gabriella shook her head, biting down on her lower lip.

"Nicolas," she said breathlessly, her eyes fluttering close. "Nicolas, please."

"Fuck," I grunted. "You're so fucking sweet when you beg me like that." I slid my hand between her legs, brushing my fingers over her lace thong. I froze when I felt how wet she was. No,drenched.

A low hiss escaped my lips while Gabriella moaned softly. "You're aterribleliar."

"You asked me if I was wet foryou." She paused. "I said no because it'snotfor you." I laughed again and this time it was sinister. I pushed her panties to the side, sliding my middle finger in between her wet folds.

There was a darkness that festered inside of me at the thought of Gabriella being with anybody other than me. "You really wanna fuck with me right now,mikrí petaloúda?" My voice dropped an octave, my grip around her throat tightening once more.

"No, but I'd prefer it if you fucked me instead." Anger simmered beneath the surface, mixed with jealousy. I pulled her towards the nearest restroom, pushing her inside the confined space before slamming the door shut and locking it behind us.

The clicking sound was almost deafening in the quiet space. I could hear our heavy breathing as I stared at the woman who clawed her way into my bloodstream, infiltrating every part of me.

With my hands on her hips, I walked us backward—pushing her against the sink and crashing my lips onto hers. She moaned into my mouth, wrapping her arms around my neck. I bit down on her soft lower lip, which instantly granted me access to her mouth.

I used my tongue, pressing it flat against hers as I grabbed the top part of her shimmery dress with both hands and pulled it down, exposing her tits. A mixture of a gasp and whimper left her pouty lips, the sound like music to my ears.

When I broke the kiss, she began whining like the desperate needy brat she was. "Nicolas."

"Is this what you want?" I asked, tugging the fabric further down her body. Her tits were swollen as fuck and ready to be sucked on. "You want me to fuck you like awhore?"

She tried pushing my hands away, but I grabbed her wrists and held them firmly together with one hand. She was panting, her lips parted slightly while she stared at me. I gripped her jaw, squeezing it hard.

"Answer me, sweetheart." I pushed my rock-hard dick against her pussy, grinding against her. "Do you want me to pound your tight pussy until you're begging me to stop?"

"Nico." That damn nickname. "I want anything you have to offer me, anything and everything,please."

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