Page 65 of Kings of Desire
‘Nothing...,’ I lifted my body weight on my elbows so that I could try and wake up a little from my trans-like state.
‘Come here,’ he gently pulled me, making me roll off the couch and join him on the floor, bringing me on top of him. ‘Tonight I want you to get some rest,’ his head gently leaned back on the carpet where he found a place to lay, just so that he could take a better look at me.
‘I’m not the best company, am I?’ The clouds of doubt were raising in on me as I was realizing that it was becoming harder and harder to keep up with my end of this deal.
‘Why would you ever say that?’ With careful moves, he tugged my legs on both sides of him until I was straddling his lower waist between my thighs, pressing my core directly on top of his hardness. ‘I love your company,’ he moved from beneath me, grinding on the spot that was already craving for his presence. ‘And I’m starting to think you already noticed how much I reallyenjoyit,’ sneaking a hand on the back of my neck, he heaved me lower to meet his lips while my hips had arched instinctively to meet him.
‘I told you-’
‘Did I ask for anything?’ He cut my words right before I was going to remind him of our terms.
‘I was just minding my own business on the floor when you decided to attack me.’
‘Aaawww, poor innocent Mr. Ayers being shamelessly attacked just to be seduced by the evil witch.’
‘I wouldn’t go that far... You’re not evil, though I hadn’t decided on the witch part yet.’
‘How come?’
‘You seem to have an inexplicable effect on me... Dark magic, I presume.’
‘Just when I was about to say the same thing about you, Mr. Warlock.’
‘Then it must be karma,’ he raised his head from the carpet to kiss me, while my lips eagerly met his, melting into the throbbing rhythm of our bodies.
It was all slow and fast, burning minutes while letting them infiltrate within us, as his palms were gradually exploring every part of my body.
‘Go take a hot bath and I will be waiting in bed,’ he let the back of his finger slip over my cheek, probably sensing that although the atmosphere was becoming incendiary between us, I could barely support my own body weight.
It was just what the doctor ordered, especially since my batteries were having just a few final sparks left until their dying breath.
‘I’ll give you something to change into,’ he helped me up then paced towards his walking dressing room from where he returned with an oversized tank top. ‘No match for your granny pajamas, but it’s the best I can do on such short notice.’
‘This has like 90% less material than my granny pajamas used to have,’ I crossed my arms, seeing right through hiswickedplan.
‘Do you want me to ask Alfred to loan you one of his? I’m pretty convinced that he must have a museum-like piece from last century laying around on one of his shelves.’
‘No need for a midnight intervention, but you have to admit that my pajama had its charm.’
‘Cockblocking doesn’t equal charm,’
‘Oh, so that’s why you were so eager to take it off,’ I giggled, snatching the tank top from his hand then, heading to the bathroom.
‘Don’t light that match, Bea,’ he playful threatened me while I closed the door of the bathroom.
Throwing my clothes on the floor, I slipped into the hot water, trying to let all my worries dissipate into the steaming vapors that were flooding the room.
I have to admit that he was right, a hot bath was exactly what I needed, but not the best possible option for me at the moment since my body was still having trouble keeping me awake.
It couldn’t have been more than fifteen minutes that I wasted in the bathtub, and still, as I stepped out, I realized that my clothes were gone, leaving me with just Ferris’s tank top to serve as a full pajama set.
‘Are you ok in there? Do you need help?’ Ferris decided to ask just as I was returning to the room. ‘That answered my question,’ his sculpted lips showed off a smile.
‘What happened with my clothes?’ I muttered, a little annoyed that I couldn’t find any piece of underwear.
‘I gave them to the maid to get them cleaned by the morning.’
‘Then can you please give me a pair of shorts?’
