Ari nodded, listening to him.
She didn't understand why he was acting like this all of a sudden. This was new to her, she truly couldn't guess that he had such a side to him.
"That's my pretty girl," he spoke with his coarse voice as he pulled her lower lip again before letting go of her.
He turned to face the moon again, slowly taking another puff of his cigarette.
She could finally take a breath, yet this man was still sitting here looking eatable.
But Ari couldn't contain her curiosity, thinking that maybe this side of him was because of this weird cigarette with no smell.
"What, what is that?" She asked softly.
He breathed out the smoke out the window before facing her with his deep eyes.
"You don't like me smoking?" He asked, not answering her.
She remained silent. He could notice the pouting expression as much as she was trying to hide it.
"A cigarette passed on to me by my father."
"Is it strong?" She continued to ask. 'So he can at least listen to me when he is in this mood,' she thought.
"It doesn't do anything."
She looked at him suspiciously. "Then why are you smoking it?"
"It's merely the act."
"I still don't understand."
He remained silent for a while.
Ari thought she had annoyed him with all those questions.
"It's taming me," he suddenly said as she turned her eyes to look away.
She turned to look at him puzzled.
"What do you, mean?" Her heartbeat gradually went crazy again.
She could feel it, with every fiber of her skin, that she will regret this question, that she will regret asking him about it.
And there she looked at him, watching her silently.
"You want to know?" He asked.
Ari, never paused this much before a question.
Her heartbeat was singing wildly in her ear.
She wanted to say no, with everything she got.
But more than anything, she wanted to find out the answer.
The answer, that...
As she was thinking Kale's cold eyes fell on her lips.
Her thoughts froze midway.
"Do you?" He asked again.
The answer...
She nodded.
Now, what would happen...
Before she could collect her mind, Kale raised his hand, and the cigarette disappeared from his hand, but Ari didn't care nor look away from his eyes.
He suddenly held her.
She didn't understand when or how but she found herself already sitting on his lap, her hand on his chest.
She hurriedly tried to take it away but he held her hand, and made her leave it there.
Looking at his imposing eyes and feeling the strength in his fingers she didn't dare.
Again, she was looking at him from the top.
Ari seemed to have lost all reason.
Looking at his dark hair falling on his face, his bright sharp, and dreamy eyes, his perfect tender lips, his neck, and the breathtaking sensation from his chest.
Ari breathed away frustrated as she was reminded her hand was still between his pecs, her legs on top of his with her knees on his seat, feeling his hands roughly holding her thighs.
His strong hand felt her legs, slowly raising to her hips as he made her sit on top of him.
Ari's face turned red. Her breathing hastened, unknowing what to do or say.
But he had it all figured out, as his hands guided her gently, but the fingers on her skin felt big and strong, rough, as his right hand rose to the side of her neck, pulling her in.
Her hair gently fell on their sides as if it was a curtain from the stares of others.
Ari kept meeting his eyes unable to leave them as he raised his right hand again, pushing her hair behind her ear, then back to her neck tenderly, pulling her even closer.
Ari watched his eyes go to her lips again as his right hand's thumb made its way to her cheek.
"I smoke because I am hungry," while looking at her lips.
Ari almost lost control of her body at the sound of his tired sleepy voice, making her use her other hand on his chest to catch herself.
She wanted to ask, but couldn't utter words anymore, everything was feeling unreal to her.
He smirked with his eyes squinting a bit.
'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. A fucking playboy...' was what Ari thought about as soon as she felt her legs weaken to his smirk.
Her left hand, on her hip, pulled her closer to him.
Ari closed her eyes, giving up her body.
Kale's smirk disappeared, initially, he wanted to tease her, but he was losing control of himself a lot when he was around her. And now, as he collected himself finally, he found her on top of him, feeling her frail body, her tender skin, his grip bit by bit grew rougher and impatient, now even more, when she looked this cute waiting for the kiss.
His eyes and earring glowed purple as he pulled her.
Their lips met, for the first time, but it felt like they craved each other since birth. Those flowery and soft lips of hers... Those manly yet gentle lips of his... danced at the palm of their short steamy breaths. Kale led her while his instincts did, no matter if it was his first time, he was a beast and his innate self took control. He slowly made her open her mouth in between their breaths, and his tongue caught hers, dancing and twirling around it. His left hand's fingers pulled her hips closer, gradually making her move with the pace of their kisses. Ari's white face turned red, feeling sensitive all over, for the first time kissing, her lips and tongue seemed to beg, with her hands pleading, holding his chest and collar tightly. His right hand ran to her hair, grabbing her and getting a hold of her. Ari's eyes were clenched shut, giving up her everything to him, caught up by his hunger, that she loved to be swayed with so much. He pulled away slowly, making Ari open her eyes, breathless, trying to catch a breath with her entire body shaking, watching him with blank eyes still caught in the moment.
He quietly kept looking at her with his gray eyes. Her breaths gradually became even, pulling herself back she couldn't look him in the eyes anymore and hid in his chest, totally embarrassed.
His hand gently placed on her back, cuddling her. "Did you get your answer?"
She nodded in his embrace.
"Good girl," he said with a breathless voice as he looked away from the window.
Ari's fingers grabbed his shirt tighter as she got frustrated by his praise, while Kale had his eyes going back and forth between gray and purple uncomfortably as if he wasn't in control anymore, looking away with his hand hiding his face as he laid his head on his seat, clenching his teeth.
'Why does she have to make me this impatient... Why does she have to be this cute...Almost went too far... '