Chapter 50
AMAYA
For a moment, I just sit there
him, unsure of how to react
My cheeks are probably as red as a tomato and my heart is definitely on the verge of drumming out of my chest. My wolf has gone strangely silent. I’m sure she’s shocked, too.
Finally, I tuck my hair behind my ears and lower my head:
“There’s no need to joke around Caesar…”
“Do you really think this is a joke?” He asks calmly. Too calmly. I’ve tried to ignore it for a while now. The goddess knows I’ve tried. But not anymore.”
Those words send a deep, quaking fear down my spine. My eyes nap upwards to meet his serious ones.
“What do you even meat by that?”
Caesar presses forward and says in a clipped but very clear tone
“I want you. Amaya. I want you spread eagle beneath me while I do very obscene things to your body. I want to hear you scream and feel you buck against me as your body trembles with orgasm. I want to know how it feels to be inside you. I want you to be mine and fully mine.”
Okay, now I can’t breathe. Caesar definitely went all in, not even bothering with a preamble. My body is currently a confused myriad of emotions.
My head screams that I should stay the fuck away from this man, but my nipples tighten as images of his dirty words run through my mind.
With startling clarity, I realize that I want this man. I want to know how it feels to be pleasurably trapped underneath his hot weight. My body craves the feeling of writhing and screaming while he does very, very dirty things to me.
My wolf definitely agrees because it lets out a long, loud purr. In my head, of course.
“You know you want this, Amaya.” Caesar suddenly says, snapping me to the present. “I can smell your arousal all the way from over here. You know you want me, too.
1 clamp my mouth shut and look away, pressing my thighs together in a futile bid to keep the scent of my wetness from slipping out.”
He’s definitely right about one thing. I’m soaked. At the thought of this man touching me, my panties are already wet and dripping
Thankfully, just when I’m convinced that I’m going to fall off my chair if Caesar keeps looking at me like I’m his lunch Hana appears.
“Hello. How are you finding your food? Do you need anything?
I use that opportunity to purge my mind from all dirty thoughts pertaining to Caesar Manchester. Which doesn’t work, but
1
still..
“Hi The food is
very delicious, thank you. I’d love a glass of cold w
Hana probably senses the sexual tension in the air because her gaze bounces between Caesar and I and her cheeks 1 reddish hue.
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“Of course, Ma’am. Justa mipuite
I turn to Caesar to find him still staring at me like I’m a MacDonals menu. Despite my burning discomfort, I frown at h
“Can you stop it, please. Poor Hana nearly had a heart attack”
His lips curve in a wicked grin. The act is so unexpected that I fit myself helplessly gawking at his gorgeous face.
“Don’t think you can escape me, Firefly. I’m giving you until tonight to give me an answer.
I’ve successfully avoided Caesar for the rest of the day. After the meal at Hana’s restaurant, he had some work to do so I ser out to play with the children at the beach while he worked on his PG.
I looked up to find two armed men dressed all in black manning the perimeters of the beach, Caesar’s guards. The man is not taking any chances
Now, after hours of having fun in the sun, we’re finally back to our hotel room and Caesar’s dirty words, which I managed to forget earlier, buzz in my brain like a haunted chant.
He’s currently in the bathroom while I’m seated on the bed, a complete nervous wreck. Feeling restless, I walk into the kitchen to make sure nothing is out of place. Twenty minutes later, I hear him leave the bathroom.
I need a bath and he’s still inside the room. What to do, what to do?
-Hook to the left and my eyes clash with a door that’s labeled, “bathroom.” A sudden idea crawls into my mind.
I tiptoe into the room, hoping I don’t bump into him. Then I sneak into the master bathroom and retrieve all the supplies f need to take my bath in the extra bathroom outside.
I sneak back out, hoping he’s still inside the closet. However, I’ve barely taken three steps out of the bathroom when I almost crash into a tall, dark–eyed giant.
A gasp of shock slips from my throat and my bathing supplies go flying all over the place.
“Caesar! You scared me.” I mutter.
I bend to pick up my stuff but he places a hand on my shoulder to stop me.
“It was my fault. I’ll handle it.”
- me. I watch in awe as he packs up my soap and other supplies and hands it back to
“Where are you going?” He asks simply, his eyes narrowed over my face.
“Uh… I, uh…”
He takes one step in my direction, effectively taking up all my personal space. “Are you avoiding me?”
My cheeks redden in awareness as the delicious scent of his aftershave filters into my
nostrils.
“Um, no. Of course not. Why would I?”
He lifts a brow. “You pretended like you fell asleep when I tried to talk to you in the car. When we came back, you ran into the room, closed and locked the door like I was gonna hunt you down or something. Are you okay?”
Okay. I have absolutely no idea how to answer that. When I keep mute for the next ten seconds, Caesar lowers his head towards me, his black eyeballs glinting underneath the bathroom lights.
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“Or is it what I said carter? Were till gonna have to talk about that, you know There’s no escaping
Hadi
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My heart instantly thrums with panic Without thinking. I duck underneath his arm with a speed that definitely rivals the legendary Flash and hurry towards the door. I pause and turn rend him leaning against the bathroom doorway looking right at me with a corner of his lips curved in wicked amuseme
I lift my chin. “I don’t want to do anything with you. Let’s just keep things as they are.”
Then 1 lower my head, knowing I just told a blatant lie, and run to the extra bathroom as fast as my legs can carry me
Once inside the bathroom. I jump into the shower buck naked and set the water to scalding hot. Then I step in and lower myself to the ground, trying to calm my thumping heart.
Caesar Manchester is a danger to my entire existence. This entire honeymoon was a very bad idea. Now, I know.
No matter how much I try to keep thoughts of him away, my sex clenches with the burning need to be pinned down somewhere and savagely thrust by that huge beast of a man.
Before I can stop myself, my fingers find its way to the nub of my clit and pleasure bursts like stars behind my eyes.
1 rub harder and faster, biting my lips to control my moans and imagining Caesar’s lips and tongue torturing and wringing pleasure from my throbbing sex.
Finally, my orgasm bears down on me and I’m no longer able to keep my screams inside. My mouth falls open and shouts of pleasure rips from my throat as I orgasm wildly on the bathroom floor.
When I finall
flutter back to earth and realize what I’ve done, I shove to my feet and proceed to scrub my body raw, trying to rid my mind from all thoughts of Caesar Manchester, Especially his thick, juicy cock.
It doesn’t work. At this point, I’m pretty sure that he’s permanently engraved within the confines of my mind. And that thought alone scares me half to death.
I make sure to do my skincare routine and put on my night gown inside the spacious bathroom before making my way outside.
Once outside, I’m humming a sweet tune underneath my breath when I notice a figure seated in the dark, right outside the door.
“The heck
My fingers jump to my throat when suddenly, lights flood the room, revealing Caesar seated there, dressed in sweatpants and a soft sweatshirt, quietly watching me,
“Do you derive some kind of insane pleasure from scaring to death?”
Without answering, he gets to his feet and advances in my direction. Despite the fear that blooms in my heart, I stand still
refusing to cower.
Finally, he stops in front of me and lifts my chin so I can meet his dark gaze.
“I heard you scream all the way from there, Amaya, I could smell your arousal from two miles away. Who were you thinking of when you touched yourself? Whose face was in your mind when that orgasm tore through your body?”
Dang, he heard that? My cheeks heat with embarrassment.
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I try to turn my face away but he keeps it firmly in place with the strength of one thumb and forefinger.
He lowers his head and rubs his lips against the shell of my car, ending tingles of pleasure down my spine
“I’m not even mad, baby girl. You know you want me. You know you want this. No matter how many times you lie with your lips, your body cannot lie.”
I’m literally a trembling mess as his fingers trail up and down my arm, inching dangerously close to my breasts, “You only have to say the word, Firefly. And I’ll give you a night that you’ll remember for the rest of your life. His palm finally cups my left breast and the sudden jolt of pleasure snaps me back to the present. Acting purely on instinct, I stumble away and shoot my hand forward, landing a heavy slap on his left cheek.
“Stay away from me!”
It is only after I feel the
e sensation on my palm that I come to a horror–filled realization that I slapped Car
Overcome with guilt, I take a step towards him but he takes one back.
“Caesar. 1.
My throat bobs with a painful emotion.
His eyes are a cold version of black as he lifts a finger, cutting me off. His jaw is tightly clenched and his fingers are curled at his sides.
“I understand you loud and clear, Amaya. Forgive me. I will never touch you again….”
Then he walks into the bedroom and slams the door. Minutes later, I hear the front door open and close. The house becomes depressingly silent after that.
He’s gone…
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