Page 60 of Vile Emotion
“What’s wrong, baby?” He coos. “Ricky got your tongue?” He says it in such a seductive way, I blink multiple times because there’s a foreign feeling that creeps up, I turn away from those devilish hazel eyes to force it back down. A feeling I haven’t felt in a long time, a really long time.
Without another word, I begin walking taking Alaric along with me or rather him allowing me to go with him. When we reach the elevator, there’s nothing passing by between us, noair, no space, and definitely no words. I’m not even sure if I’m breathing.
The elevator dings and we step on but before the doors can close, Alaric spins me pining one arm behind my back while he covers his body on mine. He’s so damn close, my breath hitches. Rising up and down, my breath quickens.
“Gotta make sure they know and see that you’re my wife. Especially your cubicle neighbor.”
“Who? Bra?—.”
My words are cut off as Alaric slides me up the elevator wall and kisses me. The kiss is tender, the opposite of what he is and his lips, tongue, coax me… practically beg me to kiss him back the same. I let out a whimper because it’s too much, I can’t concentrate like this but Alaric doesn’t back down as he continues.
My heart beats in my ears as I wrap my free arm around his neck, slipping my fingers through his hair that he hasn’t cut again at the nape of his neck. He groans as the tender kiss is gone and in comes the whirlwind kiss he planted on me at the gala.
I can’t take it anymore, it’s too much and it makes me feel something, which could be anything when it comes to me. I rip my lips away from him and Alaric kisses down my jaw and neck. He sucks on my neck pulling a surprising moan out of me.
“Alaric…” I’m calling his name so he can realize the elevator door has shut. “We’re good. They’re not looking.”
I feel Alaric’s teeth as he bites on my neck causing me to yelp then he soothes it by sucking on it again. I feel his tongue as it imprints deep into my memory and then he pulls away.
“What?” He asks, disoriented.
“The elevator door is shut, Ricky.”
Alaric chuckles. Shocking the hell out of me because there’s nothing mean he’s said before the chuckle.
“Are you trying to play with fire, baby?” His hand comes around my neck but he doesn’t squeeze, it’s just there. “I should make you walk around with an imprint of my hand as a fucking necklace so people can know who owns you.”
The words he's said before. He’s told me that he owns me and that’s all there was to it; anger. But this, the way he says it runs a shiver up and down my body.
“They already know, it’s your company.” I say trying to move away from this. “We can stop pretending, no one is watching us, baby.” I threw the term back at him.
Today, there must be something in the water. Alaric leans in again and lifts my chin with his thumb. He caresses my neck in an up and down motion.
“Keep playing, Juliana. You’ve got a death wish, anyway.” He smiles as he stares at me before pulling away. He presses the main floor and once the elevator goes again, he turns back and grabs the nape of my neck. Pulling me flush to him again. “Everywhere you go, there seems to be a man ready to challenge the fuck out of me about you, baby. What is it about you that makes men stare and why do they feel the need to do it when I’m around, huh, baby?”
Alaric asks me a question that doesn’t even make sense. He doesn’t give me another chance as he kisses me again. My fingers dig into his biceps because there’s something potent in his kisses. There’s danger in them and I fear I’m being stupid by going along with it.
No one is even watching us…
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Ican’t get Juliana out of my head…
I shouldn’t have marked her but now, that’s all I can stare at it. I haven’t given anyone a hickey since high school and now, as she sits across from me eating a fucking salad, I can’t help but notice it forming. I wonder when she’ll notice it.
“There’s something we need to discuss.” I pull myself away from that urge I’m feeling to feel her skin against my lips.
“The kissing.” She states.
“No captain obvious… something much less likely to piss me the fuck off again.”
Juliana’s eyes widen but she says nothing else. I can see that she’s scrambling to think about what the fuck has pissed me off that she did recently outside of pack a fucking punch with her kisses. Fuck, have I ever wanted to kiss someone so badly? Ever?
“Then what is it? Is this why you closed the restaurant down?”
“Again… captain obvious.”
“Shut up, Ricky.” Juliana says and as if she realized what she said, she drops her fork mid lifting up to her month. “Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean that.”
