Chapter 22

I knew, for now at least, that I couldn't walk away from Sean, I didn't want to either. My body craved him, his touch, his lips, a slight shiver ran through me at the memories of those divine moments. I wouldn't be going anywhere, it was a crap situation that was unfair to both of us, there was nothing to be solved through fighting, and that was too heavy for now too, we'd had one date so far and with all this complication, I wasn't going to risk breaking us before it even began. I just had to make sure that he did the right thing, and the way to do that was to show him how he wanted me, more than a sham with Mel, and it might just have to involve a few little pushes on my side. Forcing the anger that still simmered within me, to one side... the Mel side. I decided to make this opportunity count.

"How about we don't talk about that." I whispered, stepping closer to him, my fingers drifting over the dark silk of my robe.

I saw his eyes follow the movement as if it was hypnotising him. His lips a touch, his chest rising and falling faster.

"Roxy, we need to-"

"No, I don't want to talk about any of that."

I began to untie the knot at my waist, I could see the slight confusion on his face. He clearly didn't expect this, probably imagining tonight turning into a blazing row. I could practically see the wheels in his head jarring, as if unsure if this was a trap or genuine.

"Didn't you promise to get me back for teasing you?" I smirked, the front of my robe fell open, giving him a slight show of just how naked I was underneath it.

His gaze darkened, and I could see my taunting was working him up, I just needed to push a little harder. There was no denying this chemistry between us. I closed the gap even further, stopping just a step away from him and pulling the sides of my robe aside to let him get a full look. I wasn't going to lose this game, I wanted him so badly. I wanted him to think of me when we were apart, the memory of my body and my touch to be printed on his brain and his skin, just as he is with me. Enough of that and I hoped he'd put an end to their ridiculous plan.

"Well, don't hold back." I breathed.

That was the go ahead he needed, he lunged forward, crashing me against the wall, his lips claimed my own in the most intense kiss I'd ever felt. It was as though he was scared he'd lose me if he loosened his grip. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair as his tongue delved into my mouth. His hands slid under my robe, encircling my bare waist and holding me flush against his body. A low groan echoed from his throat as his wandering hands traced up across my ribs, caressing the underside of my breast. He broke away from my mouth, trailing kisses to my jaw and down my neck. My breathing was getting more rapid as he softly brushed the silken robe from my shoulder, letting it fall to the floor and sucking the sensitive flesh at my collarbone.

"Sean!" I cried out, feeling liquid heat rushing to my core, need coursing through me as the ache between my legs got more unbearable.

"What do you want Roxy?" He murmured against my skin, continuing his tortuous path over my shoulder, and my breast.

I opened my mouth to speak, just as his closed around my nipple, instantly striking me dumb. I moaned aloud as his tongue circled and caressed my sensitive peak.

"Tell me." He spoke against my skin.

"Touch me." I panted, finding his other hand at my waist, and sliding it down my body, feeling a trail of flames left in its wake.

He lifted tilted his head, his eyes locked with mine as his hand found my wet center. I clutched his forearm as his fingers slipped between the lips of my drenched sex, brushing over my clit, causing my head to roll back and my eyes to close as I inhaled sharply. His strokes were slow at first, toying with me, getting his payback, I panted, moaning aloud as he increased the pace, nearing me to the crashing edge as I felt my head begin to spin.

"Look at me." He ordered, his hand cupping my jaw.

My eyes fluttered open, finding his, the flaring intensity within them nearly made me explode. I couldn't resist, I captured his lips with my own, just as he thrust two fingers inside me. I cried out against his mouth, they were my undoing as I clenched around them, shattering against him and calling out his name. My head dropped to his shoulder, as I rode out the aftershocks of my orgasm. I felt his breath against my ear as he whispered the words that caught my soul aflame once more.

"I'm not finished with you yet, Rox."

He lifted me into his arms in a bridal carry and made his way upstairs, into my room. He gently laid me on the bed, stripping off his clothes whilst I bit my lip, watching as each piece of fabric removed, began to unveil his gorgeously sculpted body until he stood naked before me. He knelt on the bed, between my legs, taking hold of them gently, and moving them further apart. He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, working his way higher up my body until he found my lips once more, his tongue danced with my own as I secured my legs around his waist. I produced a condom from my nightstand, holding it up to him with a smirk. He took it from me, ripping it open with his teeth. I felt the same ache from before, sparking back to life as I watched him roll it on. The sight made me squirm with need beneath him. He looked down on me, a predatory glint in his eyes as his arms framed my body, trapping me in place. He rubbed his hard length between my folds, circling my clit and causing my back to arch up from the bed and a gasp to pass my lips before he moved lower and pressed himself into me. He moved so slow that I nearly sobbed, the friction of each inch sliding into me was magnified and driving me wild. I tried to tilt my hips and pull him into me, but he was too strong, holding me in place at his mercy. He captured my jaw, kissing me softly as he buried the last inch inside me, pushing his pelvis against me, to cause that delicious pressure within me. He pulled my bottom lip between his teeth, then with a mischievous smirk, he pulled out, almost to the tip, and thrust back inside, hard. As he repeated the motion, his thrusts became harder, faster. He drove into me each time, hitting my sweet spot. I clutched him to me, his grip on my hips tightening as our moans grew louder and we neared our release. I couldn't hold on much longer. My teeth grazed Sean's neck and I clenched around him, squeezing down. He cursed and with one last hard thrust he poured himself into me, tipping me over the edge as I came with him.

"You're so beautiful." Sean whispered.

He laid at my side, brushing a strand of hair from my face. I managed a small tired smile, my eyes already drifting closed as I struggled to stay awake. He chuckled softly, his thumb softly caressing my cheek, before he shuffled closer, pulling my body against him, wrapping me in his arms. Darkness began to creep into my mind, making everything else fuzzy as I drifted further off towards sleep. The last thing I heard was Sean's soft whisper.

"I'll put this right, I can't lose you."