Chapter 33

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~Y/N's POV~ **disclaimer// mild steaminess ;)**

"Ms. Grande." A firm and stern voice reached my ears as a huge man who had a belly for beer gave Ariana a stern nod with a pursed smile. He had dark skin and grey hair. His skin was pallid craggy and he definitely reflected his age. His face was clothed in wisps of white hair. His wife looked at me, her eyes giving me a once over and her red lips, pursed disapprovingly. She looked at me like I was some sort of lower breed.

"Your dress looks very nice." She commented, a sickly smile adorning her face. Her voice shined with jealousy and I cringed. 

And I love what you have done with your hair. How do you get it to come out of your nostrils like that?

No, I didn't say that out loud. I just resorted with a simple, 'Thank you'. My response made her lips twitch and her green eyes narrowed in on my ring, with jealousy, and of course, lets not forget the judgemental mind. 

Welcome to this farcical society. You will be judged on what you wear, what you look like, your taste in music, your taste in food and how you act like. Enjoy your stay.

"Mr. Belmont." Ariana acknowledged, her voice suddenly becoming professional and so did her expression. It somehow seemed to do things to me as I felt myself getting turned on infinitely. I quickly looked away, a faint blush adorning my cheeks. 

"I heard about your Mother. How is she?"

"She is doing completely fine. Thanks for asking." Ariana replied in the professional business tone and I gulped, trying to control myself from getting turned on too much. They conversed for a few more minutes and I tried to ignore the poking stare of the lady — Mrs. Belmont, I assume, who's eyes were now glaring at my ring.

A few minutes later, they walked away and another couple came to talk to us. The judgemental stares were back again and they were mostly not discernment. Ariana's voice made me take in a sharp breath. It did interesting things to me. It curved my back and parted my lips. It made my heart skip a beat.

I feel I could just orgasm by listening the sound of her soothing voice, especially when she is formal and serious. It was low, smoky and dead sexy. It sounded so intimate, it reminded me of things couples do beneath the sheets. Her certain tone, her way of talking and her mellifluous tones have me shivering inexplicably with a tingling pleasure. It was getting hard to concentrate. 

What is wrong with me?

Damn, her voice. 

A few more couples talked with us and I was reaching the point of explosion and impatience. I was titillated. The couple moved away and suddenly Ariana turned around to give me a coquettish grin.

My heart stopped beating and I felt inflamed infinitely.

She turned around, continued walking, dragging me along, her steps quick and getting faster. We reached a corner and she turned into it. Her hand twisted a door knob. In a handful of heartbeats, she opened the door, and snapped the lock shut with a seemingly deafening click. Our eyes locked briefly and before I could ask what is happening, she held me against the wall and reached my ears.

"Your hand was squeezing my hand too hard. Were you trying to control yourself? I know you were getting turned on. The faint blush on your cheeks and the way you bit your lip whenever you looked at me the whole time was a dead giveaway." She whispered, and a slight growl followed. It send shivers down my spine. I gasped, biting my lip as she feathered a soft kiss behind my ear.

The tips of her manicured fingers glided up my thigh, and I almost groaned in frustration as I wanted her to touch my skin. I gasped as she nibbled my ear. I realised that we were in a room. A huge bed was behind Ariana and I blushed immediately as dirty thoughts filled my mind. "Tell me what you are thinking of baby. Tell me. What are we doing in that bed? Are we making love nice and slow or are you making me sweat for it?"

Her straight-forwardness sent shock coursing through my body. But, somehow I wanted it. I felt like I was in the stage where I have reached the peak, at the point where I would explode and beg her to take me. I could feel it. I was reaching that point. She had crawled inside my mind and made my imagination run wild.

I moaned when she bit my neck softly, nibbling on the skin and my hands held her shoulders tightly, trying to stop her but failing to. My resolve was slowly going away and I was giving in. My cheeks blushed at her question and I felt aroused before holding her chin to make her look at me. Her eyes were filled with lust and she looked thirsty.

"I want you." I breathed out and her eyes turned almost black with intense lust. She looked at me like I was prey and I felt weak, my knees wobbling and my body lit on fire as a sudden need washed over me. I needed her. It was a sudden feeling, so unlike me to want someone this much and all of a sudden. But, the more I seemed to get lost in her darkened eyes, the more I needed her. I pulled her neck towards me and she didn't move in for the kiss.

Her hot breath fanned my needy lips and continued looking at me, and her lips brushed the corner of my lips. I moaned, wanting her to kiss me deep, but she was teasing me — why would she do that when she can tell that I needed her more than ever? She pulled away, her eyes screamed with lust, and her lips were parted.

"Why did you stop?" 

"Why won't you say?" 

I blinked, my eyes narrowing at her with perplexity. "Say what?" 

"That you love me." Her sentence made my eyes widen and I bit my lip. My heart beat sped up and I felt a diffident blush embellish my cheeks. My throat constricted and her darkened eyes were boring into my soul for answers. An answer that she already knew.

"I dare you to find someone who loves you more than I do." She whispered into my ear and my hands gripped her petite waist tightly.

Of course I can't find anybody else, she is the only one. 

"Love me, baby." She said, her lips trailing kisses down my jaw. "Let me love you." She begged, her voice sounding strained. Nothing is more sexier than a woman begging for you. I gulped. 

"And then I will kiss you so deeply and see if I can take your breath away. I will kiss you like that is all I am allowed to do." She punished me once more and led us out of the room.

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