Chapter 21 Heated Moments
“Are you planning to go out with me wearing this?” Nicholas asked, his voice heavy with lust. His nearness had a strange effect on her body, and she felt aroused with a crazy wish to feel his touch. Remembering the two unfinished kisses they had shared, at that moment, all she wanted was to pick up where they left off.
“No, you arrived early. I was just getting ready,” she said, finally finding her voice. Her common sense prodded her to push him away and escape to her bedroom to get ready, yet she could not do so.
Feeling his hot breath caress her face, she finally looked up into his eyes. Placing his arms on either side of her, he trapped her between his body and the door. “Damn.. you’re beautiful,” he whispered, lifting a finger to caress her cheek, trailing it down to her lips. His open compliment turned her insides to mush and at that moment, she just wanted to grab him and kiss him full on his lips. With the intoxicating scent of his cologne turning her on, she noted the way he gazed back at her–with a downward sweep of his hooded ocean-blue eyes. It was obvious that he was as aroused as she was.
With the first two buttons of his black silk shirt open at the neck, revealing his tanned smooth skin, her fingers itched to get a feel of them. His thick muscular arms, exposed by the rolled-up sleeves, brushed against her, melting all her resolve to stay away from him. She placed her hands on his chest, just at the opening of his shirt, too conscious of his fingers caressing her face so softly. She could feel his burning hot skin under her fingertips while his breath hitched at her touch. His fingers worked their way to her lips, and he parted her lower lip, causing a tremor of need to run down her body.
“Nicholas..” she breathed, but he closed the distance between them, pinning her to the door with his body. With one swift movement, he cupped her jaw, and his mouth captured hers roughly in a slow and deliberate kiss, full of passion and hunger. Unlike the kisses before, this was a wild kiss, full of longing, full of determination, and Alyssa could feel that he planned to devour her completely. This wouldn’t be an unfinished one like the others. He bit her lower lip, causing a gasp to escape her lips at the sting. Taking advantage, he plunged his tongue right in, swirling it with hers, tasting her sweetness.
Nicholas drowned in a wave of clear lust, wanting nothing but to feel the heat of her lips and her tongue. With her soft, curvy body barely concealed in a damp toweling robe pressed against him, he could hardly restrain the pure need that scorched him through.
It multiplied when a soft breathy moan escaped her mouth and she pressed herself closer to him, her arms snaking around his neck as she finally gave in. “Kiss me, Alyssa.” It was a growl against her lips, an order that made her body tremble with a desire that matched his, and she sighed into his mouth, kissing him back slowly, lingeringly.
With their mouths tangled for a long moment, ravishing each other, they forgot the time and their surroundings. His hands slid down the soft skin of her neck and into her damp silky hair and he groaned, feeling himself go harder with every passing moment.
Although he had arrived here at her apartment to challenge her brother and rile him up, he hadn’t at all expected to get tangled up with Alyssa this way. This date was definitely because he wanted to go out with her, but arriving here was actually a sort of revenge for the way Alexander treated him years ago, for no fault of his. Now feeling her kissing him like she needed his lips more than she needed oxygen made his dream of repeating this again and again.
The sound of the doorbell made them draw apart and catch their breaths. Alyssa stared at him and then realization struck her! What had she done? She pushed Nicholas away and whirled around to check who it was at the door. Her eyes popped out, seeing her brother standing there with a scowl on his face.
She turned towards Nicholas and pushed him towards her bedroom. “What the fuk! Why do I need to go into your bedroom?” he asked, looking bewildered and upset. He could face Alexander bravely. Why did he need to hide? They were adults and could do anything they wanted.
“Hide, please. Alexander’s at the door and I don’t need a fight here.” Nicholas shook his head with a scowl on his face, refusing to go into her bedroom to hide.
“I am ready to face your brother. I’ve done nothing wrong and I will not hide,” he said, determined and not budging at all. Alyssa was at her wit’s end as the doorbell pealed repeatedly. Not having any choice, she picked up her mobile phone and called her brother.
“I’m taking a shower. What do you want, Alex?” she grumbled into the phone.
“I just wanted to know where you were the whole day! I returned early but didn’t see you here.” He sounded annoyed, but it wasn’t anything new.
“I was busy. After dinner, I will talk to you. I’m going out with Hayley in a few minutes.” She disconnected the call before he could reply and waited for his footsteps to recede. Nicholas stood watching her like a hawk and somehow, seeing his stance, made her feel that he wanted her brother to see him here. After a minute, Alexander left, and Alyssa released the breath she was holding. Annoyed with Nicholas for again having her hypnotized and under his spell, she stormed into her bedroom without even acknowledging his presence. She locked her door and quickly changed into a beautiful blue lace dress with a v-neckline, all the while chiding herself for falling prey to his scheming ways.
It was obvious why he came here! To get under her brother’s skin. It was the only reason he had asked her for a hug. How could she forget herself and surrender to him so easily? He would laugh at her for being so gullible. She brushed her hair and applied a little makeup to hide the thoroughly kissed look on her face. Well, this would be the first and last time she would go out with him. She owed him this because of the job opportunity, but after this, she would ensure that she took no such benefits from the man.
Opening the door of her room, she walked out, but to her immense surprise, Nicholas was nowhere around. Where did he go? Did he leave because he couldn’t show off in front of her brother? Feeling foolish for agreeing to this ridiculously fake date, she picked up her apartment keys and walked out. Locking her door, she went into the elevator, fuming angrily as she went down.
Her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number, and she checked with curiosity. Just as she had expected, it was a message from Nicholas.
Waiting outside your gate in my car. Come quickly–Nicholas.
She didn’t bother to reply and stormed out of the elevator towards the exit. Walking down to the main gates, she looked around the place but didn’t find Nicholas’s blue Jaguar anywhere. Feeling like a fool, she gave up and was about to go back home when a sleek blue Bentley came to a halt right in front of her. The glass rolled down and Nicholas winked and flashed a perfect smile at her while she glared at him.
“Get in. We don’t have all night, although I’d love to.” Alyssa scoffed at his arrogance and walked around to get into his car. How would she know he would bring another blue car instead of the Jaguar?
She seated herself and glared into his amused eyes. “I was looking for your blue Jaguar. How would I know that you have more blue cars?” Nicholas laughed and leaned a little towards her, causing her to move backward.
His eyes held her gaze as he strapped the seat belt across her, his fingers brushing against her body deliberately. “I have more blue cars than you can ever imagine,” he whispered, his face nearer to her than was necessary.
“You seem to be obsessed with blue,” she laughed, to lighten the atmosphere inside the close confines of the car.
Nicholas’s eyes glittered with a strange emotion as his glance swept down to take her in, coming back to rest upon her eyes. “True! Blue turns me on!” he murmured, causing a deep blush to stain Alyssa’s cheeks.
At that moment, she wanted to bang her head somewhere for saying those dumb words but mostly for choosing a blue outfit to wear. If only she knew of his obsession with blue!