14. Sinful Book 1

Thankfully Antonio let me work. Unfortunately I was still horny and the man kept touching me in places that messed with my concentration big time but I didn't want him to stop.

The thing is, I did want to keep fucking him, I needed more but, I knew I couldn't get more, he's not the type for more.

"That's all I can give" his words from earlier ringed in my ears, he was really incapable of giving me more.

I looked over at Antonio, who I found was looking back at me, biting his lips. Uhm, helloooo???

He had dragged one of my visitor chairs around my desk and brought it beside mine. He really wasn't planning on leaving. He really could be the best and cutest person when he wanted to, but when he's madness switch is on, he's a complete ass.

"What is it?" I asked him, smiling and biting my lips too. "Nothing" came his reply. I smiled and nodded my head at him.

Turning my head away from him and into my work, he turned my head back to him and attacked me with his lips. I say attacked because I wasn't ready one bit. At first the kiss started off slowly, then more intense due to our burning desire for each other.

Antonio bit my lower lip, making me moan in pure pleasure, using that to his advantage, he inserted his tongue into my mouth, exploring every part of me as he went. It was kisses like this that made me think he'd want more, he'd want something more with me.

He turned my chair to face him, then he put me on his laps, all the while still kissing me fervently.

I couldn't think straight as Antonio filled all my senses. I could see, hear, inhale, taste and feel him on every part of my body, and we were just kissing.

"Go on with work, my little vixen" he whispered sultry in my ears. Fuck you!

He didn't want me to keep working, that's what he meant. Thankfully I was almost done, it's something I could do at home or even here tomorrow.

"Work can wait" I bit my lips.

"Really? Can it?" He asked me and I nodded, forking my fingers through his hair. How can one man be so gorgeous? What was the secret?

"Let me help you pack up, Cara" he said and I nodded, I was hot and bothered. This man really knew the buttons to press on me. It's like he has my mumu button and that's not a very good thing.

He put me on the chair as he stood up, he grabbed my bag and put my phone and other accessories littered on my desk, inside my bag, zipped it and grabbed my office keys; he was fascinating. I just sat on the chair, looking at him as he went around picking things he thought I'd need. When he was done, he offered his hands to me, which I took with gladness as I let him lead me out of my office. He locked my office and put the keys into my bag, then we walked out of the building, hand in hand. The sexual tension between us was strong, so strong, it made me hot in certain areas.

"Let's have dinner first" he offered and I smiled. Who was this person? Why was he being extra nice, and doing the little things for me? No, don't get me wrong, I wasn’t complaining, I was just shocked.

When we got to his car, he got the door for me, winking as he closed the door. Was he trying to seduce me? Because it's definitely working.

He drove us to a small restaurant. It was cozy and had a homey feel to it. It had wooden flooring and it was painted brown, with fairy light hanging from the ceiling, making the restaurant look even more beautiful.

As we found our seats, a slim pretty waitress came to take our orders. I already embraced myself for her nasty looks at me and her flirty looks at Antonio.

"Good evening" she said to us, I mean it would be rude not to reply to her so I looked up to her to respond but I found her checking me out. Uhm...

When she met my eyes, she winked at me, this made Antonio scoff, then he stood up and looked between the lady and me, he scoffed again and shot the girl a nasty look, which she returned whole heartedly.

"Cara, we're leaving" was all he said. Then he came around the table, helped me up and let us out of the restaurant. He was walking too fast I couldn't keep up.

"Woah, slow down" I said to him. He stopped and turned to me, he pulled me flush into his chest, lifted my face up through my chin and placed his lips on mine. Was he insecure? A whole Antonio? Insecure?

I returned the kiss, holding him tight.

"God I hate it" he yelled out in frustration. Holding both sides of my face.

"Hate what?" I asked him, I was confused. He released me and ran his fingers through his hair aggressively. Calm down tiger.

"What is it?" I asked him, pulling his fingers out of his hair. In response, he grabbed my face and kissed me, only that this time, he was kissing me all over my face, not just on my lips.

"I hate it when people can't keep their eyes to themselves when we're out. I feel like plucking out all their eyes" he rambled

"Let's go, I'll make you dinner" He concluded, he grabbed my hand, interlocking it with his. Was he trying to lock my heart? Because again, it is working.

I smiled and let him lead me to his car. Why can't he just be like this all the damn time? Why does he have to be difficult? But then again if he continues like this, being in the contract with no strings attached will be hard, so, I stylishly removed my hands from his, I let him get the door for me, because why the hell not? When we were settled in his car, he drove out.

"Don't think I didn't notice how you removed your hands from my grip" he spoke.

"Oh, I was trying so hard to hide it, oh my lord" I fake gasped, letting him know it was sarcasm.

"Don't try to be smart with me, Cara, it won't end well" he spoke and I scoffed.

"Can we just have one night of peace? One night without arguing?" I asked him. He was quiet for a while.

"You're the one that pulled your hands out of mine" he grumbled.

"That's because I didn't want you giving me mixed signals. You say no strings attached and you go about getting jealous because people keep looking at me, you kiss me when I'm absent minded, I don't understand you sometimes. Pick a struggle" I told him. I mean I know I said I wasn't complaining but a girl has to know where she stands.

"I'm sorry" he apologized, I didn't even bother answering.

"Do you want me to drive you home?" He asked me, his voice was solemn.

"Why do you always do this? Huh? A small argument arises and you don't want to have anything to do with me" I yelled. I really don't know what my problem was, honestly. I didn't even know why I was taking it personal, it was not even deep.

"Are you on your period?" He asked me. Ouch.

"I'm not" I answered and folded my arms, looking away.

"You owe me dinner" I mumbled

"So that's your problem? Hunger? You're giving me shit to eat just because you're hungry? Wow!" He exclaimed. No lies, I was really hungry but, I meant every word of what I had said. If he thinks it was hunger talking, he has something different coming for him.

Okay that felt wrong. I don't mean coming, like coming... you know what? Forget it.