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15. Unhappy birthday

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Chapter fifteen (Part II):

"What do you want to tell me about?"

Tiara suddenly started feeling embarrassed and started fiddling in her spot. "Your dad doesn't like me much, does he?"

"Tiara, it's nothing. He is a little...stern and that comes off as him not liking anybody. You have nothing to worry about," he said, feeling a little relieved that it was nothing more that she
wanted to talk about. He literally felt like his heart was in his mouth when she first said she wanted to talk.

Tiara wanted to argue that he seemed more welcoming towards his ex but bit down her tongue. She did not want him to think of her as an excessively possessive and jealous girlfriend, even though she was. So instead, she resolved to giving him a nod and a smile.

"Now come on, time for your early birthday gift," he said, his eyes suddenly darkening as he moved towards like a predator would towards
its prey- a very delectable prey, at that.

"I believe you owe me something."

"I do, don't I?" Two can play at this game.

Christian grunted in agreement and strode to her.

"What are you doing?" Tiara laughed and ran away from him.

"Babe, that's a dead end," Christian devilishly grinned when he had her cornered in his kitchen.

Tiara could do nothing but watch him
move closer towards her in a leisurely place as he started unbuttoning his shirt. Her heart started thumping in her chest as her eyes left his face to trail downwards to his muscular chest. Oh, how she wanted to leave kisses and hickeys and run her tongue down it until she reached her haven.

"Like what you see?" Christian's smug voice brought her out of her perverted, dirty thoughts.

Just the thought of it had made her extremely wet and warm as she felt the heat between her legs increase. "Very much. I can think of a few things I'd like to do with this," she said as her hand went to land on his chest.

"I don't think I'd mind it. Tiara, do you think I had my dessert? I don't seem to remember," he said as his hands snaked around her waist to pull her towards him.

"Hmm, well, I think you should have it again-just in case," she said standing on her toes to take his lips in her mouth.

"You're right. Besides, this dessert will be better than anything else," he winked at her and lifted her off the ground and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and gave it a light squeeze.

Not having enough patience in him to go to his room, he dropped her on the kitchen island and pulled her legs so that she was sitting just at the edge of it.

"Now what, Mr. King?" she asked, her eyes twinkling as her legs dangled in the air.

"Now comes my dessert," he said and dropped to his knees in front of her.

She watched curiously as Christian looked up at her with lust filled eyes and took her feet to remove her heels. Slowly caressing her feet, his hands trailed up to her thighs until they reached her core. His hands were hovering over where she so desperately wanted to feel his touch.

"Christian," she whined.

"What, baby? What do you want?" he asked feigning innocence.

"You know what," she wanted to snap, but in her situation, she could only pant heavily from anticipation.