Arrogant Meets Spitfire (Unedited)

18- Love and Lust (explicit)

Trevor
Her. It has, and will always be her. Two years now, I have dreamt of the day I would make her mine, I worked my ass off to find her, and trust me, she didn't exactly want to be found.

By now, my heart has totally and irrevocably submitted itself to Alessia. No matter how hard I tried to restrain my body, my heart has a soul of its own. The mere thought of wanting my fingers in her hair, on her face, or drawing circles on her porcelain body—sets my body aflame.

How could one have it that bad for a crush from two years ago? Or maybe it was never a crush, maybe it was more, maybe it was fate. It definitely is. That was the only thing that could explain my soul wanting to connect with hers, wanting to be in her.
I've had other girls, lots of girls, no one came close. It's like she'd built a fortress in my mind, I couldn't stand the thought of her being someone else's, she was and will always be mine.

And, I didn't want to hide it anymore, I wanted her to feel everything I felt for her, to feel the love that could ending up splitting my heart into two, prancing to burst out.

I walked back into our room after a long ass call with one of the company's board member. I had hoped Alessia would love the villa, it reminded me of her in a way, feisty and bold. 

"Can't hear you, it's noisy out here." She said to someone she was on the phone with, before ending the call.

"Who were you speaking with Alessia?" I asked.

"What?!" She yelled, shaken up.

"Didn't mean to scare you, but who were you talking to?" I asked.

"I didn't know we're keeping tabs now," She retorted. As expected, she always had something to say.

"I'm your husband remember?" I smirked, I almost laughed out loud. It sounded better in my head honestly.

"Oh darling, do you want toast or lasagna?" She asked, switching her voice.

"What are you doing?" I asked, wondering why she had to change her voice.

"Being Mrs Reynolds, Mr Reynolds." She smiled cheekily, batting her eyes at me.

I tsked, "your smart mouth would surely get you in trouble some day,"

Looking at her in that flimsy excuse of a sleepwear nearly fucked with my head. Oh mio Dio! She's gorgeous.

I walked towards her, clueless of what was going on in her head, but of course, I had an idea about mine, one that I was more than willing to try out.
I stood in front of her, heart beating fast, tongue dried up from nervousness, yet, I was very confident. Scratch off the latter.

I was done for, for the first time in my life, I didn't know what to say. I was tongue-tied, I didn't know how to break the tension, I should have practiced.
Before I could ponder more on my thoughts, my lips moved on their own accord, engaging in a fierce battle with hers. I kissed her ferociously, pouring all my feelings into it, lust, confusion, even love.

Love?

Alessia
My mind couldn't think, the moment his lips caught mine, I lost track of all rationality. This is it, this is really happening, I thought to myself.

Why am I not fighting him off?

"I'm all yours now!" He whispered gently, in between kisses. His hands molded my face as the kiss got deeper and more intense. I could feel his hard body pressed tightly against mine and my legs were already getting puny from the kiss.

"We should...uhm head inside," I said, with heaving breaths.

"Al diavolo tutto!" He deadpanned. I stopped his roaming hands, nobody wants their first time to be in the gaze of strangers.