I sit on the stool and watch him move around the kitchen. I pout, not saying a word and follow him. "I do believe you haven't eaten since breakfast." He holds my hand and leads me to the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" Christian ask, frowning. Taylor nodded, sending me a small smile before disappearing behind the steel doors of the elevator once again. "Taylor, you may go rest." Christian said once the elevator doors open to his home. The lust for Christian was clouding my mind, making me feel light headed. My heart was going the speed of million miles an hour, it felt like I couldn't breath. The frustration of one another was still in the air and I knew Taylor was able to sense it with his stiffened, awkward posture he had during the whole ride. The elevator ride to the pen house seemed to take years. Come, there is something I need to show you." If I don't, I might go crazy." He shakes his head. He freezes a bit but once I've made contact with him, he eases. "Can't you just take my word?" I ask, reaching out to touch his cheek. Why would he need a contract in order to touch me? To make passionate love to me? I was allowing him to do as he wished, wasn't that enough for him to on ahead? I frown, not remembering anything being mentioned about a contract. He groans, closing his eyes and breathing in deeply. "I want you to touch me," I whisper, licking my lips.
"You are making it very hard for me not to touch you," he says, clenching his jaw as he looks at me with hungry eyes. The need for this man was becoming harder to ignore each second that passed by. I gasp, looking at him with lustful eyes. He cups my cheek, the other holding me by the base of my neck. I hear him take a deep breath and before I know what's happening I am in his lap once again, both legs on the sides of his hips. "I might be," I whisper, biting my lip as I looked away. I could see the outlines of his biceps easily, almost as if he wasn't wearing his navy blue suit that made him look so delicious. His body was stiff, he had his arms crossed against his chest tightly. Anyone could feel it, we may as well have a large neon sign over our heads that screamed, "They are extremely horny, beware!" The air was filled with tension sexual tension.
The car seemed extremely too small, though it was large enough to fit an extra six people and still have enough space. I felt like I was being squeezed tightly into a small steel box. Sorry for the long wait c: I've had a few rough weeks, but everything is good and done, please enjoy and comment.Ī MASSIVE THANK YOU for the incredible support ♥
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