The Fall Of Imbria (The Fendara Series. Book One)

Chapter Twenty-Five: Victoria

Here I thought Simon and I were just using each other for something as mundane as sipping tea, or even flipping threw the pages of a good book.

Yet I lay on my back, looking up at his strong features and tossled short hair, wondering why the words we have always known to be true, hit him so hard as they slip off my tongue.

I reach for his hand, the one clutching his chest, and ask. "Simon. Are you okay?"

He stutters for a moment. "Wh-what if it's not just sex? What if I want more than that?"

The glint in his eyes, the genuine hold those sparkling trees of night have on me, it could take over all my thoughts, if I didn't have so many running rampant in this mind of mine.

My grip on his hand grows tighter as I say. "Where is all this coming from?" I let go and sit up as he leans back. "You've never wanted more than this before."

His eyes travel down to my lips, my neck and then next to my blouse that had gotten snagged open in the process of our messy lust filled tumble to the ground. "What if I want more?" He asks me, his face that of a question. "What if it's been so long, that I realized no one else fills my thoughts like you?"

I just stared baffled at Simons scrunched brows as he thinks through his own words. "Truly this is a joke. And even if it wasn't my brother is your best friend, he would never approve." I tell him as I pull my hand away and scooch up, resting on my palms as I lean back.

After he takes a moment - staring at the ground that is - he only shakes his head, "maybe you're right, maybe-maybe that's all we can ever be, sweat and heavy breaths filled with lust and pleasure." Running his fingers through his hair he looks back up at me. His eyes finally softening before turning into his normal mischievous grin. "Or maybe, just maybe, we make a game out of this."

I scoff, "Really? A game?"

Simon's smirk only grows larger. "Oh yes my dirty little sexy secret, a game indeed." He crawls closer to me, his jaw tensing and eyes narrowing in on mine.

My breaths become labored as my under garments become wet again. My mouth fighting the urge to bite my lip and failing as I do. "And what are the rules of this said game? How do I win?"

His forehead crinkles while he thinks, until finally his eyes sharpen as he answers "both of us can do as we please, fuck whomever we choose, fuck each other or even have an orgy if we want." My eyes widen at that, the fact that it's actually turning me on more just shows me how corrupt my thoughts are these days but my undergarments don't seem to care, in fact they beg for it.

He catches sight of my cheeks turning red as my body heats at the thought. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He grounds out, slowly inching closer as he lifts his hand to my collarbone, lightly running his fingers up and down it. "Such a dirty girl."

In an effort to save face I try and continue the conversation before I can't control myself anymore. "And how does the game end?"

He sighs as he tilts his head and dark pieces of his hair fall over his face, the green of his eyes starring through it back at mine. "When one of us win. . . And I know how I'll do just that." He drawls out

I huff. "Is that so? And how do you think that is, hmm?" I'm barely keeping it together inside, im so thankful I've learned to keep such a straight face over time.

His nose is almost touching mine as his eyes search every inch of my face. "By making you fall... Deeply ... Madly... And of so irrevocably in love with me."

What a cocky asshole.

I lick my lips trying to tempt him as I say. "I'd like to see you try."

🔥🌶️ Smut warning 🌶️🔥