Page 97 of The Book of Kings


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‘Something like that,’ I tried to elaborate, pulling her on top of me as soon as we got inside the cab. Maybecurfewmeant something a little different to me judging by the bulge rising in my pants.

The driver also seemed to notice the sparks almost setting his back seat on fire. Nothing a $100 bill couldn’t fix. I bet we could have used his backseat as our personal hotel room. But I didn’t quite enjoy the audience, at least not that audience in the cab, so after the most tormenting half an hour of my life, we were finally back to my place.

We managed to burst through the front door in an entanglement of limbs and dirty thoughts, as everything around us became a blur. I could see only her, I could hear only her, purring in the most intoxicating manner and erasing all decent emotions I might have been nurturing.

It was becoming too physical, so obsessive that I had to slow down before I would have turned the night into something else.

‘I have to stop myself for a minute.’ With superhuman powers, I managed to place her on the couch in the living room.

Probably aware of my unstable nature, she sensed something was wrong, ‘Is everything ok?’ she asked, stopping to look at me like she could decipher my thoughts with just a gaze.

But I wasn’t to betray my restless state, ‘Everything is perfect. Trust me. I just need a minute to do something.’ I rushed to leave the room, waiting for my senses to tone down a little. Plus, I did have a plan of how to spend the night.

Abandoning Bea for a few good minutes, I walked up to my bedroom and lit a few lights.

Okay, maybe not just a few — close to a hundred candles, but who was counting anyway?

And since I managed to still just a little my carnal desires, I returned to the living room to collect my queen. ‘Were you daydreaming about me?’

She didn’t need to answer as the tremble of her lip made it more than obvious, ‘You were,’ I couldn’t help myself from making her aware that I knew the truth. ‘Come, we’re not spending the night here. At least not thisnight.’

With molten steps, I led her up to my bedroom to reveal my surprise, ‘Let’s change the rhythm to my own.’ If she was after romance, then I was about to swipe her off her feet. I had thought about everything, well as much as the five minutes allowed, but we had it all — candlelight, champagne, music... Life didn’t get any better than that.

‘This is for putting up with me.’ I was trying to go after two rabbits in a go — apologize and seduce her.

And it was working, ‘You do know how to impress.’

‘Oh, this. I wasn’t even trying.’ Modesty wasn’t my strongest quality.

‘All of this, and I look like a bum.’ With a slightly disappointed tone, she pointed down at the clothes she was wearing — my clothes, to be exact.

Was she kidding? ‘I think you look amazing dressed in my clothes, but if you have a problem with them, I suggest we get rid of your burden. Let’s start off with this.’ I took her jacket off, throwing it somewhere in the room then grabbed her waist for a few steps driven by the rhythm of the music.

‘Are we dancing?’ She was stating the obvious.

‘We’re floating.’ I drove her even closer to my chest as she was raising herself on my feet to reach my lips and surprise me with a kiss.

‘I wasn’t aware that you could go from the Cookie Monster to Don Juan,’ her words came out while she was biting on my lip.

‘Por que no, senora? As you can see, I can be anyone you’d like me to be. So who’s next?’ If she was thriving on it, then I had no reason not to comply.

Yet what she was asking of me next seemed almost impossible, ‘I want you to be yourself. To be Ferris.’

I haven’t been myself in so long now that probably I’ve even forgotten what that meant. I had even begun dreading being myself. ‘That I can’t do. I guarantee that you wouldn’t like me that way.’

‘What if I would?’ She had no idea what she was saying. The true Ferris was a madman.

‘You’ve seen glimpses of me and I nearly lost you over it. I don’t want it to happen again. I’m doing my best to avoid the risk of this happening.’

‘You’re not the monster that you describe yourself to be.’

How could she really know?

‘I didn’t say I am a monster. But a monster does lie inside me, and I’m not talking about the Cookie Monster this time. I can be both a glacier and an active volcano at the same time, Prince Charming and The Big Bad Wolf in a blink of an eye. I’m not like Brax, always determined to be made of stone, or as Cole who needs obedience and adrenaline for his world to keep functioning. I can’t provide stability, except for the material one. Because, when it comes to my emotions, Idon’t even know what’s going to happen next. I have no idea if I’ll wake up wanting to rule the world or burn it to the ground. But I do know one thing.I don’t want to lose you. I meant what I said. I want you here with me, in both my darkest and my brightest hours. But I also know that I’ll only manage to hurt you along the way.’

That heartfelt speech should have made her run away, or at least think about being selfish and choosing a real life. There was nothing except pain by my side anyway.

Yet she wasn’t doing any of the above, ‘What if I consider it’s worth it?’

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