24: After the storm

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Roberts POV

I heaved a shaky breath, still trying to clear my hazy mind.

For Christ's sake! What a mind blowing kissed we had right there!

I was just gazing at her with her eyes avoiding to make any contact with my own. My eyes gazed down at her still swollen lips. Damn! She looked so damn sexy with that lips. Lips that made me out of my control. I know she wasn't used to being kissed with her trembling lips but good God, she made me lose my mind, made me wanting for more, more of her burning hot body against mine.

When she had surprisingly grabbed me then kissed me, I think my body was suddenly paralyzed with my utter shock. Shocked that she would really be bold enough to do that. Damn! I wasn't even able to respond with her kisses because of that. Feeling so high with her sudden boldness, so high that it made me feel heaven! And when she suddenly stopped, I felt like I was being deprived with something I had desired at the sudden absence of her lips. And I want more of it, more of her, more from her. Never mind being called selfish, I just need the feel of her by grabbing her and have my way on her. Besides, It would be unfair of her to stop me after her turn. After all, I want my own enjoyment and pleasure.

A smile crept to my mouth when I saw her fidgeted on her feet then shyly tucked the lose hair on her face behind her ear. Showing her cheeks red as a plump tomato, her tanned complexion didn't dare to hide her blush. She looked so disoriented with her disarrayed hair. Hair that crying for my attention to play it with my finger. I grinned at that. Feeling satisfied with her looking all flustered before me.

Hmm, so she too was feeling the same as me with that passionate kissed we had. If it wasn't for her rumbling stomach, I can't even think what would I have possibly done to this woman. Feeling so lost with the delicious feeling of her against me. The thought of her kisses suddenly made me want to pull her again and have my way on her without having a care of the world.

Just the thought of it sent warm ripples of shock through my body and caused me held my breath.

I squeezed my eyes shut while clenching my hands. Wanted to control my insensible mind overtaking my rational one.

For God's sake!! Get your bloody head out of the gutter, you idiot! You're not making your mind's state any better!

Yeah, yeah. I have to. I mentally agreed with my subconscious mind berating me for thinking such things with this woman. She's different from the women I had in the past, so I should respect her.

And start with it by thinking out of the gutter! Again, my subconscious mind harshly berated.

When I was slightly calmed, I took a deep breath first then slowly let it out before I open my mouth to talk. Her welfare was more important right now than anything else.

"You're hungry." Damn! I want to hit my head for that, for sounding strangled.

I quickly feigned a cough to cover up the embarrassment then smiled at her. Though my lips was still quivering with our shared kisses.

Kisses...kisses..kisses...

That word kept resounding in my mind, distracting my now half-calmed mind. I mentally shook my head with force to shake that thought away.

She snapped her head to gaze at me with eyes looking confused and obviously was still out of her rational world.

Ohh. This is epic! Seeing the famous cold and hot-tempered Ms. Monriz looking so disoriented and flustered. Damn! I shouldn't have given my phone to those assholes. I could've taken a photo of her face right now as a small remembrance.

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