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He kissed my lips with a pent-up passion he had never shown me. I could feel myself responding to him and my desire elevated. I rocked against him once more. Taking more of him. I waited for my body to adjust to him.
“Shit, Blake,” he hissed. “You’re so damn tight.”
“Be with me,” I repeated to him, when I knew he was completely in me.
He growled low in his throat before he drove up into me. I gripped his shoulders trying to hold onto him. He was like an unleashed beast as he continued to push in and out of me.
“I can’t last much longer,” he said in a pained voice.
I continued to rock against him, feeling my own tension build in me. He roared above me as I frantically moved against him, finding my own release. I screamed in abandon, knowing someone would have to be standing directly outside of the door to hear me. The music downstairs drowned out my cries.
I was physically trembling at my release. My hands and feet numb.
He took a few steps back and stumbled to the couch in his office. He began to fervently kiss me all over my face. “I’m so sorry, Blake. I was too rough.”
“No, you weren’t,” I insisted. “Plus, I asked for it.” I tried to joke.
He groaned. “I’m a monster and you should stay away from me.” When I looked at the bleakness in his eyes, I could see that he truly believed that.
I sat back and took his face in my hands kissing him with all my pent-up emotions. I didn’t know the right words to say to him, but I wanted to show him that he was mine, demons, monsters, and all.
When I woke up the next morning I was in Remy’s bed. We had walked back here before the party had even ended and explored each other all night. His room was the only room that was completely furnished. I stretched and noticed the pain and soreness I felt, but I didn’t mind. I rolled over and didn’t find him beside me any longer. I sat up with the blanket clutched to my chest.
I was pleasantly surprised to find out I wasn’t hung over or feeling any residual side effects from drinking last night. Remy had plied me with plenty of water and some Tylenol before we finally fell asleep.
I looked around and wondered where he had gone. His room was by far my most favorite room. It was made up of mostly glass, the sheer white curtains revealed the city’s landscape beyond. Up here it felt like I was the only person in the world.
Remy opened the French doors as he walked back in the room. He was dressed casually in a pair of jeans and white t-shirt. He had two coffees in his hands, and I could see the tension was back in his face and body. He took my duffel bag and put it at the foot of the bed. He sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, handing me my coffee.
“Why didn’t you tell me about yesterday morning?” he asked with his eyebrows knitted. His blue-grey eyes pinning me with his intense stare.
I frowned and shrugged. “I thought you knew. I texted you yesterday and you never responded.”
He sighed and rubbed his face wearily. “Get dressed. We’re leaving in 15 minutes.” He said before getting up and leaving the room.
I growled in frustration. After last night, I thought we had taken steps forward, now I felt like we had taken gigantic steps back. We were further then where we started. Part of me wanted to refuse, but the other part of me knew this was important.
I got up and padded naked to his ensuite bathroom. I turned on the shower, and then turned back to pin my hair up. Some of the waves had returned, but they were still manageable. I didn’t want to wash it if I didn’t have to. I took a quick shower, using his soap, before I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and put on a light coating of makeup.
I went back out to his room. I pulled out my skinny jeans, white V-neck fitted tee, and light weight black leather jacket. I picked up my black ankle boots. He had adopted the same habit of no shoes in the house.
I left his room and saw him immediately. He was beautiful to look at. He was built like a mountain and just as majestic. He was leaning against the half wall surrounding the roof. He was looking off into the distance with his coffee braced in his hands.
I slid up behind him and hugged him. I felt him stiffen for a moment before he turned and lifted me onto the wall. He placed a long lingering kiss on my lips before he took my hand and led me down to the service elevator that didn’t go through the house but went straight down to the garage.
We didn’t talk. I didn’t ask him where we were going or why. I knew right now wasn’t the time for words. I could see his inner struggle as we walked into the garage. He walked over to a black bike I had never seen before. He handed me a helmet, slid on his own leather jacket and his matching helmet.
I couldn’t have worn a better outfit if I had planned it. It was a totally inane thought, but I was feeling baffled and confused at the moment.
He slid on the bike and held out a hand for me to slide on behind him. I put my feet on the pegs and grasped his middle. He started the bike and the low rumble filled the garage, before he hit the remote that would open the far bay.
I was enthralled by the sights as we drove through the city. After being on it for about ten minutes, I knew I had to have him teach me. I wanted a bike. Like yesterday. It was exhilarating, exciting, and I felt so free on it as he continued to increase his speed. We hopped off onto the exit leading to the highway and he increased his speed once more.
I wondered how I could get my license and buy a bike. I didn’t have either, but I was determined for both. Will had gotten me a Jeep Wrangler, and Remy had planned to teach me how to drive, the last time I turned 18, but then Horatio screwed up my life.
I hadn’t bothered going to driver’s education in school. I knew it required a parent or guardian to ride with you a certain number of hours, before they would even issue you a license. Heidi never had a reliable vehicle. They were constantly breaking down or getting towed away, when she parked them in restricted areas. That normally occurred when she had been drinking or high.
I knew if I had purchased a beater, she would have taken it or sold it. She would have never driven around with me. I didn’t think it was worth the aggravation or headache, so I had walked or taken the bus. Bus fares were low and affordable on my waitressing tips.
