Chapter Six

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AARON DAVIS

I slam the door to my room with the loudest sound as my lips can't leave Lexi's and my body is pulsing with energy I never thought I could muster. From being horny. Craving forher. Desire is eating my brains, stopping me from thinking soberly. She's a drug, intoxicating me with her touch.

We couldn't stop kissing back in the cab, while we were going up with the elevator, all the way to my hotel room, almost tearing our clothes off. Like we were glued to each other, as if even a little distance would destroy both of us. Probably it wouldn't; but I never felt that kind of desire that I feel for Lexi.

Her lips are fire, burning my skin everywhere it touched, and with every second I feel like I'm going to explode. The way she kisses me is just impossible to explain; with such passion, such roughness; since the moment our lips melted together I forgot that I need oxygen to breathe.

And now I breathe her. She's my oxygen.

We hit to the wall, trying to find a light switch which we actually don't need; but I was lying if I told that I don't want to see her whole body, all naked, to kiss every square inch of it and enjoy her soft skin until the sunrise.

I reach for the soft skin of her neck, slamming her alluring body to the wall; her hands tear my shirt in a half, like she was a tiger, determined to get her prey. Her lips get back to mine, biting it when I reach for her ass and press myself closer to her, my erection pointed to her thigh.

"Aaron..."

She whispers my name, her nails digging deep into my skin, giving me both pain and pleasure; I know there's nothing stopping me from taking this woman. A woman that I craved for since the day I saw her. Every time she frowned at me, every time she called me an asshole. I just loved that hate, that teasing, waiting for the day I kiss her to come.

I start kissing down her chest, my lips everywhere I want them to be as her nails dig even deeper and she lets out a quiet moan; a moan that turns me on even more, so feminine yet so hungry. Within seconds I get rid of her ocean blue shirt, enjoying the view of her perfect breasts in a tight lacy bra. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly; like her heart was threatening to get out of her body.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Red."

"Shut up."

Lexi pushes me on the bed, with all of her strength and passion, burning in her hazel eyes. She jumps on me, letting her inner animal, her inner tiger out, letting it tear my body, kiss me with all of her lust. With every movement she surprises me even more; turns me on even more. My hand glides through her hair, as I look at her in a way I have never looked at a girl before. Not because she's all mine, just for tonight.

But because I never thought I could adore someone that much.

I feel her hands unclipping my belt; actually, almost ripping it off my jeans. Lexi holds her gaze with mine, there's is no smile on her lips, only the hot intensity of her gaze that we both know is the start of the fire of pleasure to come. I like women in control; but not with Lexi. I want her all for myself, for her to feel my every kiss, my every touch, my every inch. I want her to beg for more, to scream my name until she loses her voice and all the hate she was holding inside her.

I throw her on her back, lifting her legs up to rest on mine. She fights me; even in the moment of pleasure, even in the moment we both wanted to come she keeps fighting, wanting to have control.

Probably, being afraid.

"Relax, Red, baby..."

I look her in the eyes, finally, for the first time they're not narrowed and angry. They're passionate, but at the same time they're afraid. She's all afraid that I'll use her. I've heard others talking about her past; what she had been through and how cruel life was to her. If she was someone else I would probably have her for only one time, only one night; but fu ck, that's Lexi. The most alluring and intriguing woman I ever saw. I couldn't get my eyes off her when I first saw her and I know that after tonight, nothing will be the same. I will have to admit what I actually feel for her.

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