Forbidden Reckoning

CHAPTER 1

The sun streaming through the windows woke me up from from my slumber. A smile quickly etched itself on my face thinking of last night. Last night had been wonderful, I could still feel the taste of Chris's lips on mine. I reached over and felt the empty space beside me. The bed still felt warm though. Had he just left? Why did he  have to leave so early? I groaned in frustration. Movement caught my eyes. I slowly opened my eyes, wincing as the sun burned them to see my gorgeous hunk standing in front of me pulling his shirt over his head. I propped myself up on my elbows as my eyes devoured his washboard abs, thick muscular arm and those pants that were hanging oh so dangerously low exposing the 'V' that trailed to places that would get my hormones pumping. Unconsciously I started chewing on my bottom lip. Faint chucklingly brought me back to my senses.

"Finished staring?" I could see the reminiscent of the smirk on his gorgeous face. He could pull of cocky really well. I knew what that look meant, he was not going to give in to me today. 'Two can play this game' I thought to myself. His eyes narrowed the slightest bit which usually goes unnoticed by others but not me. He knew I was not gonna give up.

He ran his hand through his hair waiting for my next move. His golden brown hair was tousled from all the messing around we did last night yet he still looked absolutely breathtaking. His hazel eyes stared into mine expectantly waiting for my answer. I however took my time examining his face like I usually do in this mornings. Only he could pull of that rounded nose on his face and make it look stunning. My eyes finally landed on his plump, swollen lips. The only evidence of what we were up to last night. I smiled to myself thinking about last night.

"Come back to bed, Christian" I saw his body tensed and internally I smirked. I knew how he loved it when I called him Christian. I have already won this game.

"Scarlette darling, you are not playing fair. You know I lose any self control that I have when you call me Christian" his resolve already broken, he made his way to the bed.

"Just 5 minutes Christian, please" I whispered huskily and opened my arms inviting him to me. He sighed and walked into my open arms. He nuzzled his face in my chest and wrapped his arms around my waist. He gently picked me up and placed me on his lap so that I was straddling him. He started trailing kisses from my bosom up my neck and to my my ear lope. A moan escaped my lips when I felt his teeth graze my neck. A strangled moan escaped Chris's lips and I looked up to see him lean his head against the headboard with his eyes closed.

"You are going to be death of me, you know that?" I chuckled listening to the seriousness in his voice.

"And why might that be my dear Christian?" His eyes snapped to mine and he gave me  a look as if asking me if I was serious. I faked innocence and pouted my lower lips. My entire body vibrated along with his as he laughed. His lips captured my bottom lip yet he held my hips in place. I felt irritated because he knew what I wanted to do. Sometimes he just knows me too well.

"Scarlette, I am already hard. I don't think I need you grinding on me to accomplish that. You know your brother will skin me alive if he finds out what we are up here.

"He already knows about us, Chris. So why do you even care?" it was always this conversation with him. I completely understood that Chris looked up to my brother but sometimes he just couldn't get it pass his thick skull that our relationship was between the two of us.

"He knows that I love you and that you love me. But you know as well as I do how much he respects the laws that has been put forth by your father. No sex before marriage and no frolicking as well" Chris never budged when it came to this. It took me years to even convince him to sneak into my room. To say that we were taking baby steps would be the understatement of the century. No, not baby steps, we were taking tortoise steps.