Arranged Marriage: The Lost Bet

Chapter Eleven

A week had passed since Arianna and Lucas spent a day at the beach together. Arianna struggled to believe that he was attracted to her, but their interactions were becoming increasingly awkward.

Since that day, Lucas had tried to avoid the beautiful blonde, convincing himself that his feelings were just a misdirected reaction to his sexual frustration with the brunette he had been with.

After a night of heavy drinking at the bar, Lucas unexpectedly woke up in an unfamiliar bed next to a woman he didn't recognize. In disbelief, he pushed her away, quickly dressed, and left her apartment in a panic.

Meanwhile, Arianna was feeding Gabby when the front door slammed, causing her to spill applesauce on the floor. She looked toward the hallway to see a furious Lucas storm past and slam the door to his study. Shaken, Arianna cleaned up the mess and took Gabby upstairs for her nap.

Afterward, she took a deep breath and entered the study. The room was dark, with no lights on and heavy curtains drawn. Lucas sat at the desk, his head in his hands. As Arianna approached, she could feel his anger intensifying.

Gently touching his shoulder, she asked, "Lucas? What's wrong?" When he looked up at her with icy blue eyes, fear crept up her spine. She felt certain that if looks could kill, she would be dead.

"What do you want?" Lucas sneered at her.

Arianna instinctively took a step back, stammering, "I...I just wanted to check on you. You looked angry when you c-came home."

She loathed the fear she felt around him, especially as he abruptly stood and stalked toward her. She backed up until she hit the wall, and he placed his strong arms on either side of her, trapping her in place. When she lifted her gaze to meet his, she gasped. Even in the dim light, she could see the warning in his eyes—she was in serious danger.

Lucas smirked down at her, relishing the fear he sensed radiating from Arianna. She should be scared, he thought. "Want to know what's wrong with me? What's wrong is I want to fuck you until you can't stand. That's what's wrong with me."

Arianna wanted to cringe at his words, but instead, a wave of desire washed over her, igniting her body like fire. Despite her better judgment, she found herself unconsciously leaning closer to him.

Her breath hitched when he suddenly ripped the top she was wearing in half, tossing the fabric aside carelessly. In one swift motion, his rough hands lifted her and pushed her down onto the sofa across the room. Panic surged through her; her mind screamed for her to resist, to put a stop to this madness, but her body betrayed her, aching for more, urging her to keep going.

Arianna battled with her self until she felt her Jeans being peeling off of her. Lust look over her body and ignited when Lucas kissed her. Hastily she returned his kiss and whimpered when he continued his kisses down her neck and over her chest.

Arching her back to meet his mouth, she moaned when Lucas took her already hard nipple into his mouth. Rolling his tongue around, she felt him bite down and hissed in pain which quickly turned into pleasure. Lucas continued his torcher as he moved lower, biting and sucking. Finally Reaching her panties, her breath hitched when he ripped them to shreds.

Lucas looked up with icy blue eyes and watched Arianna arch her back while he spread her legs apart. Reaching his hand down towards her mound, he sucked in a ragged breath As he felt her moisture pooling around his fingers. "Mm-mm nice and wet for me Aren't you Arianna"

His voice so cold and laced his lust, Arianna shivered and moaned when his mouth replaced his fingers. Arianna gripped his hair tightly when his tongue found her sensitive bud. His tongue lapping and sucking until she came undone around him.