HIGHWAY

17

"Why?"

Not why as in to what he wanted to do to me, speaking of which I was barely able to breathe just because he had done that already didn't help the fact that every time he was touching me it always felt like the first time, but my why here was a topic change.

"Why are you.. Jon-" I gulped trying to focus as I tried my best to speak. He frowned. "Why are you dressed like this?"

Now before he was all set to use some other technique of his to kill me like he tried last night. I wanted his brain to change its direction in what every murderous way it was heading in right now.

Seeing no negative response from him like him scowling or his face getting red with anger I continued with my technique, which was quite hard with his face almost touching mine, his breath on my lips, his hands touching the parts of my skin that were in no way decent, the sentence he has just said was still on loop in my brain and his grey eyes looking deep into mine.

Clearing my throat, I smirked "It's not like you are looking bad, this suits you especially the colour," his hold on my skin started to lose its grip and the anger on his face started to melt "I mean look at you, you look like you are all set to give all the other Calvin Klein's model a run for their money."

There was a pause, I knew my trick was working and I was about to continue when he cocked his head to a side, leaned in and whispered "Diana," I closed my eyes shut to the way he said my name, I couldn't look at him anymore "I kill people who do wrong to me till now you haven't done any such thing but that doesn't mean you are innocent. I have seen the fire that is there in your eyes." I felt his lips tousching my face teasing me "If I'd have to punish you, I won't kill you." He lips danced on my neck as he placed a tender kiss "I have better plans for you." His lips trailed down playing their merry little game they were good at, he stopped just below my collar bone planting another kiss "Never hide anything from me." he planted another kiss moving his lips further down. "Never run away from me" further went his lips almost on the curve of my breast as he placed another kiss "Never play with me" and more down "Never betray me, otherwise" he bit my breast and instead of screaming I moaned "I will be ruthless with you".

There nothing I could think of at that moment, all the definitions of sins and holy eloped from my brain, the meaning of right and wrong vanished, and the word criminal was just another word for me. Even though I was here today with him and I won't be here tomorrow, even if I was something to him today and tomorrow he himself choose to destroy me I will let him destroy me happily. I will let him ruin me.

My hands found his face and pulled him up to meet his lips. He didn't fight which at least answered one question to me. He might not feel anything for me or he might never feel anything for me, but he wanted me with the same intensity I wanted him. He wanted me and for now that was enough for me.

All my life I had net a million of people but never had I met a person who in such a short span of time was able to read me life an open book. He knew what I was thinking what I was doing what I was trying to do, without even saying a word he knew if I was hurting or if I was just messing around. He was the one to read my actions and never to misunderstand me.

Breaking away from the kiss, I asked "Why did you hurt me last night, If you said you won't kill me?"

I know, I know this was not the right time to ask this but before my thoughts go way ahead I needed to know this. What did he actually mean?

He might be very successful in reading me or understanding me, I was still not very god in that task I was still learning to read his impassive face, the meaning behind his actions and the reason behind his sudden mood swings. Till now, all my theories have only led me to a belief that he was mentally disturbed or was a psycho but sometimes he used his brain in such a way I bet even FBI would think again if they should mess with such a guy or no.