Chapter sixty four

Chapter sixty four

Arielle

Just like all of our kisses, this one wasn't gentle either. It was rough, impatient, it was us.

But unlike the others, this one felt different. Like a declaration of something, or a confirmation, I couldn't quite place it. But I could feel it. It was like a living, breathing thing between us.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, deepening the kiss. His arms around my waist tightened. But despite how close we were, it still wasn't enough. I wanted more.

Drayton seem to understand that as he hurled me off the stool. My legs wrapped around him tightly.

“Hm! No underwear.” Drayton said as his finger caressed the slit of my ass.

“Maybe I was waiting for this.” My voice came out breathless.

This close, I could see the deepest gray of his eyes and the heavy lust for me in them. But there was something else, an undecipherable emotion glistened. It only lasted for the fraction of a second before it dissipated.

He leaned his forehead on mine and whispered to himself, “What are you doing to me?”

He grabbed the back of my neck and slanted his lips with mine. He kissed me hard enough to bruise. I didn't realize we'd moved until my back hit the wall hard.

I should stop him. It was the smart thing to do. I might have never had sex before, but I've read enough to know that rough sex wasn't the right way to lose one's virginity. Losing a virginity was supposed to be sweet and slow enough for both parties to savor.

But as Drayton’s lips crashed down on mine again, I realized I didn't want slow and sweet, I was never any of those things anyway. I wanted him.

The unhinged side of him that would kiss me until I forgot my name. The caring side that had carried me into the bathroom and made me pancakes. The thoughtful side that had listened to me vent about my problems and had consoled me after. And the broken side of him that had thrashed half his room. I wanted all of him.

I've never wanted anything so much and I don't think I ever will.

His lips touched a tender spot behind my ears and I let out a pleasured moan. A groan escaped his lips as he ground into me. I felt his erection press against my entrance.

I tightened my leg around his waist and began to move across his length, my back still digging against the hard wall. His free hand gripped my waist, holding me in place. I groaned in frustration.

“Patience, Frozen.” he chuckled darkly and resumed kissing my neck.

If I wasn't so aroused, I would have embarrassed by my utter lack of self control. I was half naked and grounding my bare pussy against him, while he hadn't even taken off his shirt.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, the small break had granted me a little bit of my self awareness back. Bile rose in my throat as I took in the stark differences in our appearance.

Somewhere between the rough kiss, he had loosened the top buttons of the shirt, revealing my breasts. My nipples were peaking out, so hard and literally begging to be sucked. I looked down to see traces of my arousal on his pants.

A trickle of shame slithered into me. What was so wrong with me that I was always desperate for his attention? I had just put myself in what was probably the most embarrassing situation.

The rational part of me told me not to overthink things again. Drayton wanted me just as much as I wanted him. He had told me that himself, had brought me to what was probably the most beautiful place on earth. I had the literal evidence of his desire pressed against my entrance.

The other part of me, that I can't seem to shake off, didn't think he wanted me beyond the physical part. He was sexually attracted to me, no doubt. But after we had sex, what would happen next?

What if he realized I wasn't worth the trouble anymore and he left?

My chest tightened as the thought settled inside me. Drayton must have noticed the change in my mood because he stopped kissing me and stared at me. I unhooked my legs from his waist and balanced on the floor.

His hands ran through my hair and cupped my cheeks. “What's wrong, sweetheart?” his voice was soft as he spoke.

“Nothing.” I said, forcing a smile on my face.

Drayton studied my face, his brows drawn together in focus. I averted my gaze and tried to focus on the most mundane things, like the lamp. I was still standing between him and the wall, the scent of my arousal thick in the air, but I knew I had completely ruined the moment with my overthinking.

Christ, why was I so stupid?

I ruined what was possibly going to be the best sex I've ever had because I couldn't shut out the stupid voice in my head. It didn't matter if Drayton didn't want me again after this. Just because we had sex once doesn't mean he should shackle himself to me for life.

I was so stupid, so stupid. I always managed to ruin everything good in my life. I was—

“Hey,” Drayton's calm voice interrupted my mental spiral.

“I don't know what's going on inside that pretty head of yours, but if you think I'm going to leave you after one night together then you're in for a shock. I've waited too long for this, Frozen. You've completely etched yourself into my skin, and I don't think one night is going to undo the damages. I…” he swallowed, a conflicting emotion in his eyes. “I'm not leaving you, Arielle. I will never leave you.”

My breath caught at his declaration. I had a distinct feeling that his last words were supposed to be something else. I don't think I would have minded if he had said them.

I rose on my tiptoes and kissed him slightly. He didn't give me the chance to pull away before grabbing my neck and kissing me hard. And just like that, my body ignited with passion for him again.

We didn't waste time on kissing this time. I needed him inside me and fast. I worked on unbuckling his pants, freeing his cock from their constraints. I stroked his length as he kissed my neck and squeezed my breast.

I continued stroking him, feeling his erection thickening with each second. He stopped me and groaned.

“We should go to the room before I come in your hand right here.”

“Why go upstairs? The island is right there, and the couch too.”

He held out for about a second before hurling me up and sitting my ass on the island, my legs spread before him. He positioned himself in front of my entrance, his eyes zeroing on the slickness of my clit

“You're soaking wet for me, Frozen. Good girl.”

My body tingled at the compliment. Any doubt I had about this moment faded away as Drayton eased himself inside me slowly. I felt uncomfortable at first as his cock slowly entered and then a sharp pain.

I winced at the pain. Drayton stopped moving, his brows creased in concern. He stroked my hair gently.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked softly.

The rational part of me wanted him to stop, but the pleasured part, the one who had wanted this moment longer than she was willing to admit, wanted him to continue despite the pain.

“Tell me to stop, Frozen. I cannot control myself when it comes to you. If you don't stop me now, I will fuck you until you bleed all over my cock and I will not stop. That's how crazy you make me.”

Maybe I should be scared of this side of him, but instead, I pulled him closer, his cock driving deeper into me.

“Don't stop.”

His eyes flared and then he began to move. He started gentle at first and then his thrusts turned feral. I threw my head back and moaned as the line between pain and pleasure blurred. He placed his hand on either sides of me, kissing me hungrily as he thrusted deeper.

I could feel the orgasm building up at the base of my stomach. I wanted to come, I needed to come. But just as the orgasm was about to crash out of me, Drayton slowed. I wanted to curse him for slowing, but my annoyance dissipated at his next words.

“Say my name as you come, Arielle.” My name had never sounded sexier as when Drayton said it in that moment.

I nodded, unable to form words. He resumed his thrusts, slower this time, like he was trying to savor the moment.

So much like Drayton to do things in reverse.

“Drayton,” I panted.

He growled, and just like that, I had unleashed a monster. He pounded into me so hard I almost thought I would pass out from the pleasure.

“Drayton,” I moaned louder this time and he responded with more powerful thrusts.

My orgasm build up fast then crashed out of me in waves. Drayton thrusted into me a few more times before he pulled out and released his come on my thigh.

The sight of his come on my body seem to please him as he grinned in satisfaction. The high from the orgasm reduced and he stared into my eyes.

“You are mine.” Then he kissed me, showing me just how much he meant those words.

But as he said them, I couldn't help but wish they were the three other words.