NINETY-SIX

NINETY-SIX
ISABEL’S POV
He kissed me, the kiss was hard at first, I could feel his pain, his anger, his suffering, until it softened and became sweet, captivating, and enticing. It was driving me fucking crazy.
Why am I this weak? Why can’t I push him away?
I was staring at his lips when he was tearing up. My heart went out to him in that moment, I have never seen this side of him before. All the time I have known him, I only saw a heartless monster who treats people like shit because he is good looking and powerful, but today I got to understand that he was just a lonely, grieving man masking how he truly felt.
I was drawn to him when I saw him in tears, I wanted to comfort him, but for some weird reason I got distracted. His lips were moving but I wasn’t listening. I was having some weird sexual thoughts. I can’t even begin to express why I would be having such thoughts at this moment.
Then, the kiss happened and the shocking thing was, how much I wanted it. I pushed my body to him indicating how much I wanted him to kiss me.
But why did I yearn for this kiss so bad? Maybe I just enjoyed feeling wanted after Mark’s betrayal but I didn’t want this moment to slide.
I guess he understood my body language because he groaned and deepened the kiss, tasting me, drinking me in like I was the only thing that could drown out the pain. His body pressed to mine, hard and unyielding, and still…it wasn’t close enough.
And then, my lips trembled, my thoughts spiraled.
Should I pull away? Should I just allow him kiss me? Well, I’m actually kissing him back, but it felt so natural and not wrong at all.
Fuck I think I’m going crazy.
Then, it happened. He pulled away even though it was more like a struggle. I blinked and looked at him unable to control how fast my heart was racing.
His eyes scanned me like a hawk, I could see how fast his chest kept rising and falling. He was breathing hard; he rested forehead against mine.
‘I can’t believe I just did that. This is wrong’
‘Is it?’ I asked myself.
He looked up and waited for me to say something.
‘Oh, of course it’s so wrong’ I said quickly.
‘Why are you sweating?’ he asked.
‘I’m not sweating’ I replied fiercely even when I knew truly, I was. Everywhere was hot suddenly, and it was all his fault.
He pointed at my forehead ‘Your forehead is filled….’
I turned red ‘Okay, fine. I’m sweating’

He bowed his head ‘I shouldn’t have kissed you. I…ermm’
Why is he apologizing? Didn’t he enjoy it the same way I did?
‘I know I’m a monster and…’
‘I don’t think that word defines you. I won’t lie, I have always thought you are a selfish piece of shit, but now I can see that you are just hurting….’
‘Don’t pity me now’
‘I don’t pity you. I just want you to know that I’m here anytime you want to talk’
He shook his head ‘I don’t want to talk. I don’t like people knowing about my business and I promise you if anyone finds out what just happened….’
I rolled my eyes and groaned ‘You will kill me, my mother and everyone I love. Yeah, I’m used to your threats.’
He sighed ‘I…I don’t mean it like that. Just…can we just keep this between us?’
‘My lips are sealed’ I said biting my lips nervously.
His eyes went immediately to my lips, ‘Stop doing that’
I blinked innocently ‘Doing what?’
‘Stop biting your….fuck’
I didn’t register what happened. But, within a split of a second. He slammed his lips on mine hungrily and with urgency this time.
I could feel his tongue teasing me urging me to open to him. I opened obediently and he groaned loudly. The kiss deepened and his tongue swept into my mouth looking for my tongue. I shivered and pulled his shirt when his tongue found mine. I couldn’t understand why I was losing control suddenly.
 I let out a soft moan which fueled the fire, he groaned and pulled me more closer.
I let him teach me, I let his tongue dance around with mine while I tried to match his energy.
Oh God!! This must be what made women wander around him like flies.
No man has kissed me like this before. Mark’s kisses were dull and not interesting at all, but Drake’s kisses were like an adventure that would make you keep wanting more.
Am I falling for him?
And in that moment, I didn’t know if he wanted to tear my clothes off.