Chapter 60: Use him!
Raising my gaze to look at his deadly handsome face and blue eyes that seemed to look right into my soul. He was devilishly handsome and he knew it as I raised my hand to touch his cheek, my fingers brushing lightly against his skin.
"What we have is physical and I’m just trying to keep it that—" I was still speaking when he kissed me hard, cutting me off completely, and I kissed him even harder, crushing my lips against his as I focused on nothing more than the pleasure I could get from him.
Use him, Carmen! Use him! I screamed at myself, my heart pounding wildly in my chest as I felt his hands grab my breasts and squeeze, firm and possessive, as I lowered my hands straight to the front of his trousers and pressed hard against his cock, which was already hard.
Our breathing came in gasps as I kissed him, our hands gliding against each other’s bodies with urgency as he bent his lips towards my ear and whispered to me, his breath hot against my skin.
"You want me... YOU WANT ME INSIDE OF YOU!" he said, confident and sure of himself, his voice thick with desire as I gasped, feeling him glide his hands between my legs. I leaned closer to him and whispered back, my lips brushing his ear.
"I want you but not enough to ever fuck you!" I admitted directly, meeting his gaze before I pulled away and pushed myself away from him.
Leaving him leaning against the table with a heated look in his eyes that screamed sin and desire, his chest rising and falling heavily.
"What? You actually think I’m related to you?" he asked me, a tinge of confusion on his face as I smiled, enjoying myself the slightest bit.
"You are related to me, by law!" I responded with a shrug. "I guess I am traditional at heart," I told him directly, a sly curve to my lips, amused to see his gaze darken instantly.
Yes, I was challenging him.
Yes, I was teasing him and yes, I desired him—something I decided to no longer hide. As long as he wasn’t aware that I fully intended to betray him, then it was fine. We would be fine.
Instead of outrightly leaving, I simply moved closer to him until I was close enough for our bodies to touch. Right between his legs as I lifted both hands to touch the side of his face, looking right into his eyes as I spoke with a hint of a smile on my face, even as my mind betrayed me with images of him fucking me.
"I want us to find my father’s killer before he kills us! I want the other half of the businesses in the northern district and then, only then would I fuck you!" I told him directly, looking into his eyes as I felt his arm muscles tighten. He grabbed the edge of the table tightly while looking at me with an intensity that almost floored me.
He wanted me.
And if he could help it, he wanted me bent over that very table as he thrust himself into me. The desire he felt seemed to pour from every pore of his skin as he simply sat there and looked at me, barely holding himself back.
"We can do other things before then... maybe I could change your mind," he whispered, his voice hoarse, strained, as I shrugged lightly, ready to leave.
I was fine with what we did last night. I could handle it if that was what he meant. I would even enjoy it, stamping down the rage I felt to the back of my mind as I met his gaze steadily.
Sliding my hands back to his chest, feeling the hard planes beneath my palms, I trailed my hand right down to his cock. He was very hard, that much I could see, and a part of me wanted to reach in and touch it like I did the night before—but I didn’t.
Placing my hand on him through his clothes, I watched him groan softly, desire flickering in his eyes as he thrust his hips forward a little more, urging me to touch all of him as I slowly slid my hand down.
"Depends! Can you please me without this?" I asked him, a smile still stamped on my face. My heart hammered heavily in my chest as I felt sensations bloom across my lower belly and between my legs.
My body wanted him.
And I was glad it did.
As I pulled away, turned around, and walked toward the door, heading out and closing it behind me before he could stop me. Resting my back against the door, I tried to calm my racing heart, pressing my lips together.
Reminding myself that Nico had been willing to fatten me up before he fed me to the sharks.
I was simply doing the same to him.
Heading out to the parking lot of the estate, the air cooler against my skin. Having called in advance to the management of the estate that I needed a driver and a car.
The car and driver were provided, but the problem was the bodyguard that came with it. I knew Nico had more following me, but better in the shadows than one that stuck firmly to my ass.
"I do not need your services," I told him directly the moment I got to the car, my tone firm.
"The Boss assigned me and insisted..." he responded, standing his ground, and I picked up my phone, about to dial Nico, only to pause.
There was no way he would allow me to leave without a bodyguard, especially since we still had a hidden enemy we knew nothing about.
It was annoying to think about, especially since I intended to meet my contact and could not do that with one of Nico’s men stuck to my side.
Thinking twice about it, I ordered a servant to send for Vanessa, who didn’t take long before she showed up with a curious look on her face, her steps quick.
"You called for me? I almost thought it was a—"
"Do you want to step out for a while?" I asked her before she could finish what she was saying, a bit of impatience slipping into my tone, which she caught immediately as she walked forward, tilting her head slightly.
I was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, simple and sharp, but she had on a gorgeous short dark peach gown that looked very nice on her, soft and flattering against her skin.
I got into the car and she got in beside me, while the bodyguard settled beside the driver before the car began to move out of the estate, the gates opening slowly.
"Where are we going?" she asked with a curious look on her face, turning to me as I scowled slightly before I responded, my gaze fixed on my phone.
