32. The chapter with Rose's revenge

Rose

I felt my cell phone vibrate inside my purse, I picked it up, seeing another message from Christian.

You could just assume you're jealous, there's no big deal about that.

I didn't bother to answer, I put the cell phone away in my purse once again, heading to the door to the basement that was under the stairs.

I went downstairs feeling irritated. Christian was playing with fire by provoking me like that. I opened the door at the bottom of the stairs, finding my room empty, the bathroom door was open and there was steam coming out of it, even though the shower was off. I closed the door without any delicacy, denouncing my presence.

Christian came out of the bathroom wearing only black pants with some chains hanging off them, surprised to see me. He hadn't seen me in the costume yet, and the way he ran his eyes over my body showed me that I had achieved the expected effect.

" Is this your costume? " he asked with a half smile.

" Did I get it right? " I circled him slowly as he followed me with a look of desire in his eyes.

" If you wanted to look obscenely hot, then yes. You got it right," he agreed.

Turning my back to him, I walked over to the large mirror on one wall and began to fix my hair.

" I thought you would say something like that, but from the messages you've been sending me, maybe you're interested in seeing someone else's costume, maybe someone thinner and lighter-eyed," I commented unpretentiously.

Christian crossed his arms, approaching me with an amused expression on his face as I considered the next steps in my little vendetta.

" I'm sure Sky's costume is dull compared to yours," he teased, although he understood exactly to whom I was referring.

My only response was a sharp look through the mirror, back to fixing my hair and costume. He moved a little closer, analyzing me with a half smile.

" Why are you letting this get to you so much? You say you're not jealous, so what is this?”

I turned to face him, tilting my head back to look into his eyes with a haughty expression.

" I'm not jealous, but I don't like being toyed with, Davis.”

" You say you're not jealous, but you get mad at me for even hinting that I might have sex with her." He ran his hands down my shoulders, causing a shiver to run down my skin, one that I quickly tried to cover up by not looking away from him.

" That's because I don't like being around stupid people, that is not jealousy," I returned.

" So you think I'm stupid? " He stepped even closer.

I stood still in the same place without looking away from him, each second acquiring an insolent look with the intention of annoying him.

" Do you want to have sex with her? Go ahead, get on your harley and ride back to Grayfox Mills today, enjoy your empty room," I challenged him before giving him a small smile. “But I assure you that she won't be anything like me.”

" And since when is that a bad thing? Actually, I'd like a little respite from your nails," he returned in the same tone, then walked away.

Part of me wanted to kill him for that answer, the other part just wanted to release the sexual tension that surrounded us at every moment. I took a deep breath before going over my plan in my mind, walking over to him, who was sorting a t-shirt from the backpack that was on my bed.

" So, you don't like... this?”

I ran the tips of my fingernails along his back, where some old scratches were almost gone and some newer ones were beginning to heal. Christian took a deep breath, straightening himself before turning to look into my eyes.

" What are you doing?”

Without answering, I pushed him off, forcing him to sit on the bed, giving him no chance to react before I climbed onto his lap, bringing one knee to either side of his body, clinging my body to his. I ran my fingernail down his neck again, applying a little more pressure, leaving a red trail on his pale skin as I felt his erection begin to manifest itself.

" So you don't like it when I scratch you? " I whispered in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe. “Don't you like to feel when I'm coming?”

" Rose, your father knows I'm getting ready here, if he comes in…”

Christian tried to argue, but I wouldn't let him get away with it so easily after he'd made me so angry.

" Don't you like the look on my face and every time I scream your name begging for more? " I whispered again with rapid breathing, increasing the pressure of my nails on his skin.

I let out a few small moans in his ear as I rolled slowly over on his lap, trying hard not to lose focus as I felt his throbbing member.

" Holy shit, Rose, what are you doing? " Christian gasped as I laid him down on the bed, using all the control I had over him at that moment.

" Christian," I moaned his name in the most provocative way possible, feeling his hands moving up my thighs, "close your eyes.”

He did as I told him, and I took both his hands, guiding them down my body before placing them above his head on the mattress.

" Now I wish you good luck, and I dare you to think about that dull redhead while you handle your situation.” I whispered in his ear, jumping up to his surprise.

Christian sat up in bed with an incredulous expression, staring at me from across the room.

" Rose, come here!”

" You'd better hurry, my father asked me to come get you because he wants to talk to you, and I guarantee you don't want to appear like this in front of him," I warned before leaving the room, closing the door behind me.

I stopped outside, taking a minute to take a deep breath to try to calm my hormones, since Christian wasn't the only one affected in this situation, but it sure was easier for me to disguise.