The Sins Of The Past

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

I woke up at dawn and saw Ares sleeping beside me. Peacefully.

A feeling of joy flowed deep inside me. At last, I caught him in bed.

My body trembled with excitement. A delightful shiver of wanting ran through me. My pulses quickened and my heart thumped erratically.

I moved closer to him. Smelling his warm masculine scent. The sweetly intoxicating masculine musk of his body overwhelmed me, awakened the desire I yearned to quench since we kissed at the coffee shop.

I studied his lean dark chiselled face. He was a very handsome man and amazingly sexy. Like a Greek god. His scar made him look more mysterious and intriguing... like a delinquent bad boy... but he showed his more passionate and sensual side... and that made me love him more.

Yes. I love him.

I loved him when I was young... and that love turned to hate. And now, I'm loving him again.

I can't understand why it's easy for me to love Ares again. I keep blaming my fickle heart for making me feel this way. How can I be so weak? Giving in to this feeling. Overruling my mind with my heart. Letting myself fall on this trap called love.

Is it really love I feel for him? Or lust? I can't tell the difference though. All I know is that I wanted him in my life again. To spend quality time together, other than making love. To get lost in conversations and forget about the passing time, like we did in the coffee shop. Motivates and encourages each other . And spending the rest of our lives together with our kids.

I let out a long sigh. I studied Ares' profile again and noticed the dark circles under his eyes. He was not sleeping well for the past few days. He was grieving and yet managed the things needed to be done for his late grandfather.

I should sleep again, to stop this craziness. I clenched my fingers into fists to stop the ache of reaching out and touching him.

I moved back to the edge of the bed and closed my eyes, diverted my thoughts to cupcakes, pastries and chocolates.

"Rachel?"

My body trembled at the sound of Ares' soft voice. My eyes flew open instantly and held his.

"You can't sleep?" He asked.

"Yeah."

He was staring at me. The moonlight illuminated his face and his eyes gleamed like black diamonds that sent tremor through me.

A hot ache grew inside me again. This time, it grew more intense. My breasts tingled against the silky fabric of my nightie. I was craving for Ares' touch... and kisses... I wanted him so bad... like a fever that he could only cure.

"Come here." He whispered.

My body was on fire, flaming like an inferno. Without hesitation, I moved closer over him. Our eyes locked as our breathing came in unison. His large hand held my face before he lifted his head up to meet my lips with his.

All the walls within me shattered with the hunger of his kisses. He forced my lips to open more with his thrusting tongue and without shame, I returned his kisses with reckless abandon. Kissing him with savage intensity.

"Oh God, Rachel." He groaned before I felt the heady sensation of his lips against my neck. He sat up and made me straddle him. I felt his erection growing, so hard and potent against the core of my desire. The sensation was so delicious that slowly I moved and grinded on top of him, making him closed his eyes and moaned with intense pleasure.