CHAPTER 41

ANTONIO'S POV

After dropping Sewa's luggage back into my room, I went into mine and closed the door behind me, heaving a sigh of relief that I was able to stop her from leaving. She wasn't sure there was someone stalking her, but I was sure someone was. While I didn't know the reason she was being followed, I couldn't tell her that she had someone stalking her. It would only make her uneasy, and I didn't want that.

I had done a lot of fucked up stuff in the past, and it never for once got to me, but this time it did. I never should've fucked with Anabeth, knowing how Sewa felt about her, but seeing her with Noah made me think things, scary things, like how she's going to fall for him and they'll have a perfect relationship. It disturbed me to no end. Inviting Anabeth over was a dumb decision that I regret making, because it came back to bite me in the ass when I saw Noah walk into Sewa's room. The boiling rage I felt would make a volcano jealous.

Sewa has entered her room, and I don't think she had any plans of leaving the room. I had to see her, talk to her, convince her more to stay even if I don't use words.

The perfect idea came to me. A few days after I took Sewa's pictures, I had gotten them enlarged and framed. I hung a few pictures in the home studio as I had plans for the rest of the pictures. Those pictures were the perfect bait to make her leave the room, so I did only thing I could think of.

I walked smartly to Sewa's room and knocked on the door. When a response came, I let out a sigh of relief.

"I want to show you something," I said. She hesitated a while, but she eventually came out of the room.

"What's up?" She asked me. She had her phone in her hand and still had on the outfit she had on earlier. Was she still planning on leaving?

"Come," I smiled at her and led her to the studio. I had switched off all the lights, and when she came in, I switched them on to reveal her beautiful pictures.

"Oh my Lord, this is beautiful," she gushed over the biggest one. It was a black and white silhouette of her, taken from behind as she looked over her shoulder. Her beautiful soft skin looked edible. The piece was pretty, but the muse was prettier. She looked at me and locked her eyes on mine.

"It's really beautiful," she smiled.

"Yes, it is," I agreed, not taking my eyes off her for a second, so she'd know I was talking about the Sewa right before me, not the one hanging on my wall.

"Wow, you really know your stuff," she broke the eye contact, looking at her pictures instead. She walked closer to the largest picture, tracing her spinal cord on the wall.

"Yeah, I know," I walked closer to her, so much that I was directly behind her, pressing my body slightly into hers.

"Antonio..." she warned. I took a deep breath of her watermelon-scented hair and sighed. She didn't want me close to her. It hurt me to think that I had hurt her to that extent.

"I'm sorry," I whispered into her ears, but she didn't know what she was sorry for.

I turned her around and placed my lips on hers. It had been too long without her, without feeling her, rubbing her, fucking the hell out of her. It had been too long, and it felt like torture.

The thing with Sewa was that, when I touched her once, stopping myself was the most impossible thing ever. It was like she had me under a certain spell. It was hard to want to let go when I got close to her in any way, and it was happening now, as I pressed my lips on hers, hoping she would return my kisses. I couldn't see myself letting go, not even the thought of Noah all up on her was enough to make me break away.

Finally, she returned the kiss. Her fingers flew to my hair as she pulled on the locks aggressively.

I carried her. Turning to the couch that was close by, I set her on it.

As I kissed her, my hand found its way to her waist and to the band of her leggings. I pulled them down almost immediately to reveal a bare Sewa. She wasn't wearing any panties, a fucking turn on.

I smirked as I parted her legs, preparing myself for dinner.

I rubbed her pussy lips gently as I kissed her, getting her ready for me. She moaned in response. The sweet sound made me want to lose all my self-control and take her in every way possible, in every position, in every direction.

"You're so fucking wet," I groaned into her ears, and she smiled as she held my lower lip between her teeth.

Fuck!

I finally broke the kiss and kissed her slowly down her body, until I got to my final destination.

I sucked on her folds as I pressed my thumb on her clit, running slowly in a circular motion. She liked that. She always liked when I did that. I smirked as she moaned.

"Fuck yes!"

I let my tongue explore her until I was almost covered by her wetness. Like a spell, her phone started ringing. She carried her phone from the couch beside her and looked at me with her eyes opened wide when she saw the caller.

I was guessing it was Noah. My possessiveness took over me, and I cut the session short to see if she was going to take the call.

"I have to take this," she looked everywhere but me. I nodded, and when she picked up, she made her way to stand up, but I stopped her. Caging her with my arms. I was having my evening snack, and not a single fucking person could stop me until I was done.

I smirked at her, and I blew against her sex. She shut her eyes immediately, shaking her head.

"Hey, what's up?" She struggled to say.

I let my tongue loose on her, licking and sucking on each and every part of her.

"Fuck! Yeah! What? Not you, I'm good. I, uhm... fell," she lied. I smiled as I inhaled her. She smelled so fucking good! I didn't want to stop eating her out.

"Right now? I can't. Mmm, God. Let me call you back, I'm trying to get to the kitchen," she lied in between moans and hung up, throwing her phone beside her on the couch. Noah had to know that something was going on, but he was none of my business.

I shoved my tongue deeper into her, accompanied by my fingers, and a few moments later, she found her release.

Pleasuring Sewa was all I wanted to do. It was something I knew I was good at, and I wanted to do for as long as I could.