Chapter 10 Chapter 5 (ii)
Fae
My chin lifted as I heard Jigo’s footsteps approach. I watched as he abruptly halted upon seeing me, looking as if he had run into an invisible wall that it was funny. A smile formed on my lips as I observed an obvious blush creeping up his neck, spreading across his handsome, shocked face. But his eyes… they couldn’t help but roam over my nakedness, lingering in places that heated me up in a way I had never felt before. Then they returned to meet my gaze, his filled with feverish desire.
That reaction was what I was hoping for. Our eyes communicated with each other.
And despite everything, a single tear rolled down my cheek as I wished Carl would look at me the way Jigo was looking at me right now.
But enough with the pain. It was time to move on. To get it over with.
“Do something,” I pleaded, my voice a mix of desperation and strength, a crack in the silence. My breathing had already quickened. This was how I would finally say goodbye to Carl. “Please, Jigo. Don’t look at me like that and pretend you don’t want to touch me. I need you. Come to me...”
There was a tense moment as he stood there, simply staring at me, his eyes filled with longing. “Fae, Jesus—”
“Don’t reject me. Not today. Please...”
An expression passed his face… I wasn’t sure but I thought I see anger there, then remorse, and then pain. But that pain was replaced by what I was waiting for. A decision. Then, in an instant of fluid motion, he abandoned the glass he was holding onto the nearest surface. As he straightened up… those eyes were focused on me, and he began unbuttoning his shirt.
My eyes dropped to the spot on his chest, still damp from my tears. And for a moment, I felt lost. But those feverish eyes never left mine as I returned to his gaze. And when he discarded his shirt, his feet closed the distance between us in determined strides. My hands were already reaching.
His mouth captured the mixture of a sob and relieved laughter that escaped my lips as his hand enveloped my body, one at the back of my head, the other around my back, pulling me closer, pressing me tightly against him.
If there were any lingering doubts within me, this kiss obliterated them.
Everything in me surrendered to the blaze of his embrace. Any reservations in my mind were chased away by a seductive, throaty moan from him as his mouth devoured mine. His hands explored my back, tracing the contours of my body, firmly grasping and squeezing my buttocks as if claiming me his own.
Oh, god, I’d never felt so possessed.
“Jigo...” I breathed as his lips left mine, trailing down the side of my neck, leaving wet, teasing kisses that sent pleasurable shivers through my body. Until he reached the spot behind my ear.
“Shhh... let me love you. Let me do this. Let me make you forget.”
“Th-Thank you...”
He turned his head to look down at me, his eyes warmly caressed my face. His hair was disheveled when my fingers ran through it during our kiss, weakening my knees and igniting a bigger fire within me.
God, he was breathtakingly beautiful. How could anyone be this exquisite?
And I couldn’t believe those eyes... looking back at me starved, as if he wanted to taste me, to consume me whole.
Must still be drunk. Am I dreaming?
“Don’t thank me yet. Come here.”
His arms guided me back to the couch. I sat down and watched as he continued to undress. His eyes glittered with anticipation, fixed on me, waiting for something.
“Anytime you want me to stop, just tell me. I’ll stop,” he assured me as he discarded his pants and socks. But I found myself distracted by the rippling muscles on his chiseled abdomen and powerful thighs, the long limbs that were gradually unveiled before my eyes. “Anytime, baby. I’ll stop.”
He was far more masculine than I had anticipated. Far more beautiful. This was what pure testosterone looked like when it took form in a male body.
He was perfect.
I shook my head. “No. I mean, I won’t say no.”
I gasped slowly as he finally pushed down his briefs with a thumb, revealing the impressive bulge concealed within the stretched fabric.
He was well-endowed. Thick. I swallowed, unsure if it would fit me, because there was no question on my mind that was where we would end. A nervous whimper escaped my lips. But Jigo lowered himself to his knees, spreading my thighs as he closed the distance of our naked bodies. His eyes followed a path from my face to my heaving breasts… down my flat stomach. I felt grateful for the hours I had spent at the gym as I saw the appreciation in his gaze.
He liked what his eyes could see very, very much.
My arousal heightened as Jigo displayed his admiration for me. Lowering his head, his eyes heavy-lidded but burning with desire, he murmured in a tender, rough voice, “You’re so beautiful, Fae, and I want you.”