Chapter 53: What else?
Slightly mature content ahead.
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Daisy did not know what overcame her in that moment when he kept cornering her. Intentionally or unintentionally, he cornered her again and again. She kept ignoring his presence yet he was there behind her every time she thought she got rid of him.
She had enough entanglements with Ryle Harper so when she was in the supermarket without any disguise, she refused to admit that she knew that man any way. But not in her wildest thoughts did she see it coming that the man would go ahead and conduct an investigation to prove himself right.
When she turned to leave and he grabbed her hand, the last thread of patience she had snapped inside her and before she realized, her lips were on his, in a desperate attempt to get on his last nerves. To disgust him. To annoy him. Just the way he did to her.
As their lips parted, Daisy felt her face warming up as she looked at him, ’’Have you ever considered the fact that you might be inexcusably obsessed with me?" she tilted her chin to look at him, ’’And that makes you insufferable.’’
Ryle snapped out of his reverie when he heard her disgust laced voice.
He lowered his head and gripped her wrist tighter before pulling her towards him, ’’Miss Chen, I might be insufferable and even inexcusably obsessed with you. Yet you kissed me to express your disdain towards me, what does that say about you?" he whispered next to her ear.
A strange sensation flickered in Daisy’s body. She instinctively leaned closer to him, her breath going unsteady.
Ryle could smell the scent lingering around her body. So captivating, so entrancing for some reason just how the woman in her entirety was, ’’You did not answer my question, Miss Chen.’’
’Silence’
Ryle released his grip on her wrist and pulled back to look at her. Maybe it was the darkness, or maybe it was her eyes that were close that he could not figure out what was on the woman’s mind.
’’Say something now, will you?"
’’What is it that you want from me?" Daisy lowered her head.
What did he want from her?
Ryle repeated her question in his mind.
Daisy felt a slight touch on her chin as Ryle lifted it with the tip of his index finger. The balcony was shrouded in darkness, but in the city lights, she could see her reflection in his hazel eyes as he looked at her.
When her gaze met his, his finger slipped off her chin. The tip of his thumb rested on her bottom lips while the rest of his fingers slid on her jaw, resting on the back of her head.
’’First, I am curious about your aversion towards him.’’
Probably, it was the cold or perhaps it was the touch of his big rough hand that made a warmth slither inside her body. Daisy did not remember a time when she had been touched so firmly yet gently by a man.
The only time it happened was when she was with Angel’s father. But she had no recollection of that night. All she remembered was waking up with a sore body. And it was not the kind of sore that women talked about when happily and proudly. Or the kind that they discussed in books. It was disgusting, painful and horrifying for her. She never had any fondness towards men but that night had solidified her hatred towards them.
She had never wanted to experience that sort of touch again. Kissing Ryle was just something she did to spite him, on impulse.
Yet, there was something so strange about the way he touched her. She hated that she liked it. She despised how she found herself slightly leaning into his touch, hoping that he did not notice.
’’First, I am curious about your aversion towards me,’’ Ryle whispered, responding to her question about what he wanted from her.
"I find your persistence frustrating,’’ Daisy responded, her voice slightly breathy, ’’You are stubborn, annoying and insufferable.’’
’’You haven’t had quite a lot of encounters with me but it seems like you know me rather well, like the back of your hand,’’ Ryle raised a brow, ’’Amusing.’’
Daisy pursed her lips and pushed the man away, ’’You needed an answer from me. I gave it. Now, stop following me around.’’
The moment she backed off, Ryle wrapped an arm around her waist and yanked her closer. The pages in her hand, the evidences of Daisy being the same woman he encountered in the hotel that night, fluttered away in the night breeze, ’’I never said that it was the only thing that I want from you.’’
When Daisy met his gaze, there was something different in his eyes, "What else then?" her voice was barely above a whisper, so soft that it was unrecognizable to her own ears.
"You kissed me just now and I intend to show you how it’s done,’’ the pad of his thumb gently brushed on her bottom lips and Daisy’s lips parted slightly.
She did not know what had possessed her in that moment. A rational voice in the back of head was shouting at her to back off, to retreat yet she let drown inside her when she opened her mouth.
’’How is done then, Mr. Harper?"
The question had just dropped left her mouth when his thumb grazed off to her cheeks as he pulled her up till the base of her heels rested on her boots and she was supported straight on his feet.
’’Like this,’’ Ryle pressed a feathery kiss on her bottom lips. Fuck, he had found this woman so enticing even when she was stuffed beneath the layer of cakey makeups, trying to threatening and cornering him.
As he pressed a soft kiss on her lips and watched her melt into his arms, Ryle could feel a strong desire unfurling inside him.
His fingers dug into the fabric of her suit jacket and gripped her waist firmy as he pulled her close, as if intending to etch every inch of her curve into his mind. His lips captured hers and a soft moan slipped from her right inside his mouth as she lay her body against him for support.
Daisy felt her head spinning, her body ablaze as the man kissed her intensely, capturing her bottom lips between lips. He twirled her around, pinning her to the wall and his fingers slid inside her hair, promptly removing the pins that secured her ponytail. As her hair fell loose, his fingers raked inside them, causing a tingling sensation to spread in her scalp.
Daisy had never felt so powerless before, the voices in her head that were warring over whether to push him away or not seemed to faded into nothingness. It was so enticing, and it felt so good to her. She could feel the pleasure spreading in her body. Her nipples pebbled through her bra as her breasts rubbed against his rock hard chest.
Daisy parted her lips, gasping when he thrust his tongue inside her mouth, exploring every inch of it.
And as she closed her mouth, his tongue intermingled with hers, licking and sucking it. Daisy lifted her hands and hooked them around his neck as she clung to him, responding to his kiss with equal fervor till her body felt feverish.
He broke the kiss, dragging her bottom lips between his teeth. His long fingers gently stroked the spot on her waist they had dug into.
As he pressed a kiss on the corner of her lips, Daisy inhaled deep breathes.
A deep chuckle reverberated next to her ear as the man spoke, ’’You had to breathe.’’
Daisy frowned, ’’Get off me.’’
Ryle looked at her in disbelief, ’’Don’t tell me you are going to throw me away right after using me?"
Daisy walked to the side and fixed her suit, not looking at him all the time. After she fixed her outfit, she raked her fingers inside her hair and tried to fix them but long as they were, they turned even messier.
’’Let me help you,’’ Ryle reached towards her hair.
Daisy swatted his hand away, ’’What else?" she turned to look at him.
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