Forever Her's

chaos

He kissed my temple before deliberately reaching my lips. We never stopped dancing. Though it was only swaying of our bodies in rhythm. The kiss was slow and gentle. Like our lips danced to the rhythm matching to the one our bodies immersed in. It wasn't brutal or fierce but tenacious. He pulled his head back enough to survey my face. His eyes travelling from my eyes to lips. Mine followed his. He didn't say a word. Neither did I.

"Do you want to do it here" I rasped out of breath. I have no clue where this bravery came from. I was scared as hell a few minutes ago even to imagine such an act but I didn't care when I pulled him closer by his shirt collar. His scent filling my senses, driving me to the edge. His eyes glowered with surprise but there was still love. Yes, there was pure lust and desire flooding his eyes. His face a reflection of a complete nasty desire. But there was love in the layers of that desire. No matter how many layers of emotions and feelings curtain those eyes I could always, always see that love.

It only took him a fraction of seconds to block me against the pillar. "Turn" he ordered. Pure predatory dominance in that tone I have never heard him use. The intense and dominance enough for me to shut my mouth and obey his command. He tugged me hard in to his torse gripping my waist. His hand an iron band against my waist. I gasped at the austerity but enjoyed every bit of it.

His breathing hiked as he whispered "I love it when you obey my commands and let me do the dirty to you", he took a deep breath of my own scent kissing and nipping at the bottom of my neck. He knew that's my loose line, that's my spot, my weakness. Another graze of his lip with a touch of his teeth sent me arching against his shoulders. "I love this dress. So convenient for me to reach places"

A small moan escaped as he pressed me closer and tighter to his body. "Bend" his second command and I obeyed as if my life depended on it.

I was all out of place, out of my consciousness when we returned to the car. My legs were wobbling with aftermath of what we have done, the fear of doing it in an open and public place added it to my already shaking body. I was almost limping on my heels as we approached the front. Anthony placed a gentle hand on my back assuring me we were fine that I was fine and nobody saw us. Thank God, nobody saw us because God that'd be embarrassing as hell. I'm not sure even if somebody happened to pass by or spot us there doing the 'dirty' we wouldn't have been able to stop it though. Because for us the world no more existed around us. There was only me and him and the pleasure we were riding on. He did dirty like he warned me. My was face flushed because of the pleasure still lingering down there reminding me of what we have just did, what we are going to do in few minutes, again, all night. Taunting and teasing me. Though his hand lay lazily on my back caressing and tracing a thumb down the deep curve line of the dress, the grin on his face told me it was going to be only harder, ferocious.

By the time our car reached us, Anthony's phone rang. He didn't look happy looking at who called. He took the call and spoke for a few minutes. I was too fazed that I was in no position to bother paying attention to who it was or what he was talking. His thumb never left caressing my back, slow and lazy grazing of the pad of his thumb along my spine.

He ends the call but his face exceptionally grave. His brows crunched so deep. He put his phone in his pocket before turning to me. he tried so hard to soften the riling up anger. His face was flushed now and I know it wasn't because of the same reason as mine. So, I asked "Who was it"

"Frey" His jaw tightened before he continued "Our truck containing our newly launched gadgets last month is missing."

"What? Missing? How?" I blurted out.

"Justin" he ground his teeth staring into the emptiness in the distant.

"How? I mean how a truck can go missing? How can he even attempt something like that. Disappear something as big as a truck" my mind started to do the math, trying to envision how something like this even possible.

"It was meant to stock up our newly launched products before the exclusive stock sold out "

"I.. I" I couldn't manage to say anything. I have no idea what to say in a situation like this.

He shook his head before he turned to me and gripped my hand. "Eve I can't come with you to home. I need to go. Frey is already on his way" discontent and remorse covered his features wiping any trace of the hot temper boiling a few seconds ago. I still saw love in those eyes. Still saw it in the layers of distress, concern and worry.

"Yes, sure. Dont worry about me. I'll manage" his face grew solemn. Home. It was our Home. He kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand in promise he'll comeback. I returned one on his temple.

He escorted me to home but didn't come inside. We didn't speak on the way to home. He was on phone enquiring about details about how and when it happened. I only sat beside him holding his hand. At one point I contemplated if I should even sit closer. What if he gets annoyed by it? What if he thinks I'm so greedy and selfish. He seemed to understood it and pulled me closer to him by my waist but continued to do whatever he was doing. It was enough for me to relax and I rested my head on his shoulder hugging his arm.

I picked up my heels, my feet already aching hard enough that I decided not to see another heel for at least another six months. He opened my door and waited at the door until I turned on my foot to go inside the home. My heart barking at me to go with him. But it is not the time. I have to get my feelings, desires under control. I did not look back where he still stood for reasons I don't know. I was deep in my thoughts when I felt his hands around me and being lifted. I startled and gripped his neck. "Couldn't see you walk on your sore foot" he tightened his grip around my back and carried me to the door.

"Thanks" I said.

"Today is not over. And what we had started is definitely not over" he rasped in my ear and I almost saw how its going to end. He put me down at the entrance of the door and left. I waited there until his retreating figure disappeared into the night. I wanted to say I miss him. My heart was shouting "I miss you" but I kept quiet.