Chapter 9 — Movies and a kiss

Ramon:

I woke up to incessant knocking on my room door. I sat up, frowning. What would Sydney want from me this late at night?

Aaro and Astrid had left for their honeymoon at Sicily yesterday, leaving me and Sydney alone in their Ascot home, which technically was a score for me but so far Sydney had been so absorbed in work and hadn't spared me a single interested glance all day.

What did she want?

I pulled on some sweatpants before shuffling to the door and pulling it open.

Sydney stood there, looking like a sexy vixen in her baby blue silk sleep shorts and a matching tank top, her cornstalk hair floating around her shoulders. She looked like an absolute dream. I tried not to think about what was hidden beneath those clothes.

"You do realize its 2:30am right, sweetness?" I asked, fighting back a yawn.

She was biting her lip rather seductively, staring at me with her hypnotic blue eyes. I felt an almost stirring in my groin.

Fuck! She was turning me on with just a look, she was a sexy little tease.

That look took me back to yesterday at the wedding when she grinded on me with reckless abandon, her tempting little body pushed up against mine in the most sinful way possible. It took everything in me not to rip off that dress of her and fuck her sweet pussy right there on the dance floor.

I shook the sinful thoughts from my mind and focused on the temptress in front of me.

"I can't sleep, do you mind watching a movie with me?" She breathed, her voice barely audible.

"But you've been ignoring me all day love, now you finally have time for me?"

She gave a scoff, stepping closer to me "I'm sorry, it was work and I was preoccupied "

I blew out a breath.

"Come on, just one movie, I don't want to watch it alone, please?" She begged, batting her eyelashes at me.

Damn those pretty eyes.

"Okay" I breathed out.

She squealed and clapped and I couldn't help but smile at her antics.

~*~

I knew it was a bad idea even before the movie started. We decided to watch the movie in her room, as soon as we settled on the bed, I knew this wasn't going to end well.

And indeed I was right.

As soon as the movie started (it was the classic Casablanca, apparently Sydney's favorite), she shifted close to me until we were basically shoulder to shoulder and I could smell her alluring lemon body wash and watermelon shampoo. It made me want to bury my nose into the crook of her soft neck and inhale deeply.

We watched the movie in silence.

We were halfway through the movie when she finally spoke, her voice soft.

"You seem tense"

I was tense, it was like I was a fumbling virgin again, confused and idiotic.

"I'm not" I retorted, glancing at her sideways "Is it because of me?" She asked, her innocent gaze on me.

"I assure you sweetness, I am not tense"

She shifted closer until she was basically in my lap, her blue eyes staring into mine, growing dark with every second.

Her soft petite hands reached out and slid over my bare chest and I stiffened, my groin stirring.

"What are you doing Sweetness?" I practically whispered, half shocked, half turned on.

She smirked at me as her hands slid down my biceps "I love it when you call me that" she said in a breathy moan, her sweet breath blowing across my face.

I was basically a rock in my pants now, I wanted to see how far she would actually go, so I stayed perfectly still as she leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder, and then my neck, pressing her delectable body against mine.

My control shattered when she rocked against my thigh.

Fuck control.

I hauled her into my lap, to straddle me, pushing her core against my hard as concrete cock. She released a breathy moan as I fisted my hand in her silken hair, drawing her down to taste her rosy lips.

Our lips met in a hot, long overdue passionate kiss. Her lips were soft under mine, yielding as I tasted her sweet nectar.

My hands slid over the soft, clothed globes of her ass as her fingers treaded in my hair. She moaned into my mouth, pushing herself more against my body, I could feel her hard nipples poking me through her top. I bet they would taste even more fantastic.

Our tongue mingled in a heated dance of arousal, one that set my entire being on fire.

If kissing turned me on this much, what about when we make love? This woman is going to be the death of me.

I left her lips and rained kisses down her delicate neck, leaving a mark or two on her perfect pale skin while she moaned softly, her hands pulling my hair.

I nudged a strap of her top off her shoulder and it fell, exposing her perfect breasts. Perfect pale globes that would fit perfectly into my hands, topped with the sweetest looking pale pink nipples that harden to pebbles under my gaze.

"Fuck! Such beautiful tits," I groaned, reached up to cup her soft flesh, rubbing her nipples to hard aching points. She gave a loud moan, grinding against my erection. That felt too good.

I latched on to her right tit, sucking and biting, making her throw her head back in pleasure as she grinded faster against me. I kneaded her soft flesh in my other hand, reveling in her soft gasp and breathy moans Suddenly she shot out of my grasp, her breathing erratic. Before I could get my bearing and reach out for her, she had grabbed her shirt and disappeared through the door.