Chapter 107 His Every Desire
In the evening, Arabella was in a slip dress, lying on the bed, William was beside her in his casual shirt and trousers, using his phone as she stole glances at him from time to time.
‘Why can’t I be selfish? Isn’t he all I wanted after all? Why not… make it true?’
“What? You want my phone?” William asked, pinching her cheeks upon noticing her stare.
She pouted, “I told my parents you will get me a phone and you will,”
“Okay. We will get whichever you want,”
“If you could have given me my phone so easily, why didn’t you give me one before?” She frowned.
He smiled wickedly, “You didn’t ask,”
Her mouth gaped, hitting his chest, “Asshole,”
He chuckled, opening his arm out for her to lay so they could watch the video together. She was hesitant at first but laid down nonetheless.
Clutching his shirt, she was innocently staring at the man who was solely focused on the random funny videos.
Her beats hastened, endless things at the edge of tongue, dying to be shared but the fear of being misunderstood sealed her vocal cords.
Tightening her grip on his shirt, a weak murmur escaped her lips.
“William,”
“Hmm?”
Moving her hand gradually to take the phone away, she placed it back, pressing her hand over his heart.
Baffled, William narrowed his eyes at her unforeseen tenderness, resting his palm over her hand, gripping it firmly.
He waited patiently for her to speak.
Searching for words and murdering her confession in the end, she kept staring at him with moistness.
“What did you lose to reach this point? What became your last straw?”
He smiled, beautifully.
‘You’ He thought but he firmly believed she should know this by herself too- She knew it too.
Intertwining their fingers, he brought her hand up, pressing her knuckles over his cheek to immerse in the warmth of her vicinity.
“To lose something, you have to gain it first, Bella.”
Kissing her hand, he stared back in mesmerization, sharing his biggest complaint he carried all this time.
“What did I ever gain?”
Her lips parted to justify, to soothe his sting but nothing reached her lips either. Compassion coated her gaze, shifting on top of him, feeling his rapid heartbeats.
His eyes were soft, he wanted to share his feelings too.
How it broke his soul when she gave Luke a chance but sealing his complaint, he simply stared, wondering–
‘Will you ever understand my feelings?’
But, murdering the complaint, he held her wrists.
Twisting them to pull her down, locking his muscular arms around her body, stopping his lips near her ears with a stern announcement.
“But not this time, I will be selfish, I don’t care what you people will say, I will be how ‘I’ want, I won’t lose what I want,”
Closing her eyes in defeat. Arabella decided to not break her determination and took a deep breath, relaxing in his arms.
“Will that perspective ever change?” Uncaging herself, she placed her hands beside him to rest her forehead against his.
“Will you ever change, William?” She asked sincerely, sadly.
Averting his gaze in dejection, he replied in the same tone.
“I don’t think so. I don’t want to. Back to how I was, I don’t want to suffer silently anymore, I am done with pain, Bella,”
Moving across slowly, her nose brushed against his cheek, breathing heavily while holding the sheets out of desperation.
“And me?”
“What about you?”
“What am I?” Her voice broke.
Suppressing a chuckle, failing to comprehend the depth of her words, William tugged a strand of her hair behind her ear.
“What are you, hmm? Isn’t that obvious?”
Not permitting her to break the keen eye-contact, he held her chin, pressing his thumb over her bottom lip, blending his husky breaths with her unstable ones.
“You are my every desire, Arabella,”
Their hearts skipped a beat simultaneously, eradicating the distances, Arabella found her path in his statement.
“And what if…”
Flashing a dark smirk, pleased with his response, holding his shoulders to press him down, Arabella implanted a soft kiss on his neck.
“What if your every desire will be fulfilled? Will they increase, crave more or….”
His body shivered, holding her waist, digging his nails, body going through a strong arousal when she tempted him.
Whispering seductively in his ear, “Will it turn you empty?”
‘You like it when I rebel, what I actually became yours under all circumstances? What will you do then?’ Arabella thought wickedly.
Exhaling cautiously, unable to decrypt her intentions, William studied the woman on top of him.
Sucking on his neck to leave her mark while running her fingers through his locks.
Increasing his yearning when her hips grinded on him, turning him on uncontrollably. His mind failed to function properly, swaying along.
“You–” He moaned.
Barely able to hold himself and when her actions continued, he flipped himself over her.
Securing her wrists beside her face, he growled breathlessly, “You are opting for a very dangerous game, Bella,”
Licking her lips, she winked, “Do you think I am scared of them?”
Smirking when she refused to back away, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, “No longer scared of regrets too?”
“They don’t matter anymore, “
“Is that so, hmm?”
Chuckling, his one hand slid inside her shirt, indulging in the trembles emerging from her body.
Placing an intense kiss on her neck with the sound of moans echoing in the room.
Arching her back, her knees lifted to brush against his thighs, enticing the man too much. Sinking his teeth on her shoulder, he grabbed her throat dominantly.
“Being bold, aren’t we?”
“Don’t like it?”
“I love it.” He smirked, “Dominate me, My Lady, this man is all yours,”
“I know,” She smirked back, removing his shirt to drag her fingers on his abs, pumping his blood, hastening his breaths and beats.
“Kiss me,” She demanded, moaning.
He complied, pressing his lips passionately over hers while pressing his body harder into hers, mixing their heat, they both kissed each other.
Dancing their lips in a magical movement, they melted into the seduction, probing each other to the fullest extent.
William smirked, losing his breaths, his control, desiring nothing but her, his mind clouded with lust, with her craving.
She felt victorious when William poured all his efforts into pleasuring her, obeying her mindlessly.
But, before their blazing moment could continue, the doorbell rang, shattering the intense, fervid, moment.
Breaking the kiss breathlessly, William let out a ‘Tsk’ with visible discontent.
“Who could it be?”
“I don’t know,” He groaned, pulling away a little, adjusting his trouser and falling on his side, letting the bell ring again.
Giggling, she grabbed his shirt and threw it at his face.
“Don’t go shirtless. I don’t want anyone else to see his handsome body,”
“Yes, Yes,”
Sighing, he wore his shirt, running his fingers through his locks, highly displeased when his moment was ruined and got out.
“Be back soon~”