Guilty Pleasure IV

If you’ll ask me if I meant it. Yes.

I’ve been denying it all this time. Maybe it’s myself that I’ve been fooling all along. But this time I couldn’t bear to hide it anymore. If it’s the guilt that triggered me then I would say it’s a blessing in disguise.

I glanced at him while he’s silently driving. This is the most nervous I’ve been since I’ve known him. Not when he’s mad. Not when I first met him but right now, at this moment.

I’m too nervous. When I said that I liked him he didn’t say anything. He walked back and forth for minutes and then after, he commanded me to get inside his car. And now, for the whole trip, he’s muted.

”A-are you gonna stay in your penthouse?” I asked nervously.

His jaw moved. “Do you want me to?”

I pressed my lips and sighed. He knows what’s the answer for that. He just wanted to hear it.

”Yeah.” I uttered under my breath.

I saw from the peripheral view that he glanced at me. I stayed silent until we arrived at his personal parking space. I watched his serious face when he got out of the car and went to my side to open the door for me.

I was about to go out but he got in the way. His one hand on the door and the other on the back of my seat. I focused my eyes on him because he has something to say.

I waited and waited, but in the end no words came out of him. Staring at his tired eyes and pinkish lips gave me something to think of. That desire that’s suddenly building inside me has been wanting to prove something.

I moved my head trying to reach his lips but he stopped me immediately. I was stunned. My cheeks heated up because of the embarrassment. This is crazy. Did I just crave for his kisses and get declined?

”No kisses. Tell me you meant what you said first.”

”H-huh?” I said, I couldn't comprehend. It’s because my whole attention is on his lips that’s calling me.

”You told me you like me.” he said brushing his thumb into my lips making it part.

I nodded and gulped. My doe eyes are looking at him. While his usual tired and longing eyes are locked into mine.

“Are you sure? Or you were just arranging another wicked plan to get away?” he uttered.

I bowed my head and smiled sadly. Even myself couldn't believe all this. I understand if he’s this doubtful.

”If I wanted to leave, you wouldn’t see me in the Lounge convincing you to go home.” I said.

I heard breathing - harsh breathing. He held my chin with his forefinger and thumb. My eyes are a mixture of sadness, guilt and sincerity. At this moment, I’ve completely given up listening to my alter ego.

This honesty is not for him. But for myself.

”If I could be honest with you… I don’t know the feeling of liking someone.” I started.

His breathing gets heavier as time goes by.

”I hated you. No, I hated every man in this world. But it’s you that I hate the most. So ironic to hear from me that I like you, right?” I chuckled lightly.

”You ruined my plans from the day you bought me. From that special day, I planned my freedom. It’s you who caught all the narcissistic behavior and all of my hate in this world.”

I made sure he heard it all. I stared at his bloodshot eyes. I held his jaw and felt it loosened when I caressed it.

”You might have ruined all the plans that I made in this lifetime. But you fixed every inch of me, slowly… and it’s my defense mechanism to hate you because I just c-cant…” I stopped talking and bowed my head.

I don’t wanna cry. This is not the right time to do that. Not the right time to steal someone’s stage.

”T-this is… This is ridiculous.” I chuckled. “It’s your birthday. You’re supposed to be having fun and here I am ruining every bit of it.” I wiped my tears while laughing lightly.

”B-but it’s all true. I know and I understand where you’re coming from. You’ve been good to me all this time, and all I did was to betray you.” I continued.

”No you didn’t.” he said.

I shook my head. “Yes, I did. I planned it all right?”

”But I knew it all.”

My lips parted. “Right. But I still did.” I smiled sadly. “I don’t deserve all these. You should have left me with my father to rot in hell because we’re just the same.”

”Oh shut it.” He shut his eyes.

I can see the restraint in his face but his touches are soft and delicate. He sighed heavily for a couple of times then after, he stood outside his car. I watch him with my eyes wondering.

”Get out of the car.”

Even though I'm not so sure and the question mark in my face is vivid, I still obeyed him. I got out of the car and stared at him. Did I fail? It seems like he has no plan of staying. That made me even more restless.

”Are you really not gonna stay?” I asked. “Can you stay at least just for tonight? Or I can just leave and look for a place to stay-”

I stopped midway when he towered over me, pinning me into his car. I gulped nervously because he’s eyeing me with his cold bloodshot eyes.

”No woman deserves to go through hell you’ve been. Not you. Not in this lifetime.” he uttered madly.

My eyes blinked because of the overwhelming feeling.

”And right, I will ruin every plan you’ll make just so you'll realize what this is all for.”

His palm glided to my waist and to the small of my back, this time he’s pressing me more into himself while his other hand is in his car supporting the both of us.

”You can look at me whatever way you want. Yes. I'm your jail. You think I’m the villain? Alright. But I wanted to stay this way as long as I’m sure you're safe with me.”

I held his nape. “You are the villain, yes. The understated hero that saved me.”

His eyes went into my lips, and at that moment I’m telling you, stones of fire rolled down into my system gushing like an avalanche. No stopping. Not ceasing.

”Part your lips.”

My brows furrowed. “H-huh-”

I wasn’t able to continue. He took that chance to own my lips like there’s no tomorrow. His tender lips that I’m longing for had been granted by this mad god that’s holding me.

I’ve longed for more. I’ve never been this hungry for kisses. These are the things that I curse. This is something that I will not initiate because all I can remember is the trauma that it caused me. But for the first time, feeling somebody’s lips has never been this good. It’s like a drug, addicting and all about just wanting more.

”Fuck it.” he groaned. “Stop fighting back or else,”

”Or else what?” I said between our kisses.

I only heard another groan from him and he kissed me torridly again. His hands are roaming all over my body. He’s almost encapsulating me like the ‘no-space’ situation still ain’t enough for him.

I felt him grab my buttocks with both of his palms and that’s when my knees weakened. I moaned lightly, not so familiar with the womanly voice I gave.

I’m losing it all. I want him all for me, at this moment. I’m encircling my arms to his neck because of the huge height difference, while he’s bowed down just to reach my lips. His restless tongue wandered my mouth like a caveman searching for a treasure. I let him do that, I bit his lower lip when I had the chance and to my surprise, he stopped.

”Oh holy-”

I was panting while looking up to him. He’s shutting his eyes like he’s trying to wake up his system. I gulped nervously thinking what he’s up to.

”Ace,” I called his name. Longing and almost begging.

He eyed me. I can’t help but to notice his red plum lips caused by the intense kissing we did. He held my hand as we walked, leaving his car in his parking lot.

Is that it? He’ll probably just gonna send me upstairs then he’ll leave right? I couldn’t focus. I just want to do everything just to make him stay.

The designated lift opened. When we got inside, he scanned his thumb still not letting go of my hand. I was too impatient and desperate to make him stay. When I saw that he’s done doing the security stuff, I held his nape again and reached his lips.

His body stiffened, trying to resist at first. But my desperate moves are irresistible. I made sure that I’m giving my all that he would not think of leaving again.

”Ace, please…” I moaned between our kisses because he’s holding my arms trying to stop me from whatever I am doing.

”Baby, please.” I again pleaded.

That’s when I felt him giving up wholly. He grabbed me by the waist and the next thing I felt was the cold walls of the lift. I opened my eyes and saw his face, his brows that almost met each other, his forehead that’s making a crease because of his unreadable emotion.

I smiled inside my head. This time, his movement became more and more harsh. I know that I asked for this but I never expected that he would be this severe.

From my small back, his palm went down to my buttocks again and in one swift move, he lifted me up making our height meet. My neck just thanked him and for sure he did as well.

I just realized that we’re inside the lift when the lift tinged. I can’t believe this. This is probably the longest elevator ride I’ve been on.

I felt him walking, going out of the lift. We’re still in that position. Him, supporting my weight through holding my buttocks while I’m clinging to him for my dearest life.

”Mr. Evans,”

My eyes went wide open when I heard a deep voice. I immediately went down to stand and when I saw Sibal and Ros standing meters away from us, my cheeks heated up. I glanced at Aciel and he seemed composed and not bothered by it.He held my hand and hid me behind him.

”Change of plans. Supervise your designated areas.” Ace said casually.

”Yes sir.” They both responded to him.

I bowed my head when they passed by us to enter the lift. I felt Aciel looking down on me while we’re waiting for the lift to close.

”They’re gone now.” he uttered.

I nodded but still couldn't lift my eyes on him. I was trying to feel the embarrassment when my eyes caught the bulging thing between his legs. My eyes widened a bit realizing what it was. I’m not innocent. I’ve been abused my whole life, so of course I knew what it was.

”Hey,” he lifted my chin. My cheeks are for sure heating up and he probably knew why.

”T-they saw us…”

”Yeah. I feel fucked up knowing they saw your pleasure face.”

I slap his chest weakly. He chuckled. I got timidly shy again when I stared at his erection. He noticed it and I saw how he looked at me with so much amusement.

”What to do something about it?” I asked and bit my lip, regretting what I just said.

His lips parted and he breathed. “Part your lips again.”

My eyes widened a fraction when he claimed my lips again.