Don't try to change me

Part 15

"I think I missed you Brand"

My mouth just said what my heart wanted it to say. And my brain fucking went into deep slumber.

Brand pursed his lips making an awkward line with them. He took a sip on his drink placing the glass on the table. He slightly rubbed his right temple with his right hand looking at the floor and then lifted his chin to look at me with his killing deep eyes.

"And I think you are playing with the fire"
His voice was so gentle so unlike of him. It made me more numb and senseless.

"Brand is it bad that I like you?"
I muttered as I blushed crimson on my cheeks.

He pulled me closer pressing me against his chest. I buried my face in his suit jacket snuggling into his Clive Christian 1872.

"I don't know babe!!! But it's not good for you to love a man like me" he husked in my ears.

I retracted back to look into his eyes, my nose tip touching his. I could feel his breath peculiar of the drink he had.
"I know you are u psychotic asshole mobster but still I like you"

He chuckled darkly showing his gorgeous dimples. And then his face got stern as he stared deeply for few seconds.
"I m not a good person Yaya!!! I kill people, I fucking do every illegal work.... and you are too innocent for a man like me" he sighed sincerely, too sincerely that it haunted me.

I pushed myself back, stepped away from him. My dark brown eyes lowered down at my folded hands when something just clicked my unstable maniacal mind.

I raised my eyes to look at him and my pouty lips turned into a dangerous smile. I jumped onto him snaking my arms around his neck, he gripped my hips as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"What if I don't want to be innocent anymore" I grinned slightly pressing my lips across his neck hoisting myself up onto his lap.

He held me gently from the back of my neck with one hand and I innocently looked into his eyes. He chuckled slightly and pressed his lips against mine, claiming me his and I responded to his feverish kiss. He smiled across my lips and I enjoyed that moment of pure bliss.

"You are making it difficult babe " he whispered between our kisses making me more intoxicated. He flipped us, me still straddling him and made me sit on his office table. His eyes looked at me seriously as he cupped my face.

"Do you want me to do that again." He growled as if he was the on the verge of his control.

My legs got weakened, mouth dried up. My heart began beating uncontrollably. He gripped my slim waist and held me closer, I could feel his erection through his suit pants.

"Well!!!" I licked my lower lip "It wasn't that bad... in fact I liked most of it"
I was soaking wet. I arched my back and flushed with my hormones.

"Fuck!!! It's never bad with me"
He smirked as he cupped my ass and his lips pressed harshly against mine, marking me, staining me with his taste. He bit onto my lips, my hands dug into his hair.

I felt Brand's detest for my tank top as he immediately took it off from my neck. My breath escaped as the cold table top hit my back when he made me lay on it. His lips were still on mine biting me, seeking entrance into my mouth, his hot tongue inside my mouth.
I moaned as his lips kissed their way across my jaws to the sweet crook of my neck to my collar bones.
His rough calloused hands exploring my flushed body under his searing touches when his office telephone began ringing. He totally and completely ignored it making his way to my breast exposing them out of my white lace bra. The stupid phone kept on ringing. He growled and covered my nipples with his magical mouth sucking them biting them. My toes curled and back arched at this utmost pleasure but the constant ringing of the fucking phone ruined the hour.