"Stay with me." He whispered, pressing closer to her, a breath away. The heat from his body matched the blaze of his stare. His cerulean eyes burned with a fever that even the fire of her red gaze couldn't meet. Blue fire burns hotter than red. She thought with the slightest intake of breath. The sound of it caused his eyes to dart to her lips for half a second, but that small action sent a surge along her skin, tantalizing and electrifying.
Overwhelmed, she stepped back. The smooth edge of the desk pressed into the back of her thighs. His gaze fixed on her, she dropped her head, her face flushed.
"I need an answer." Leaning forward he lays his hands on the desk caging her between his arms. His expression softened slightly. "Please."
"I..." She faltered, words stuck in the back of her throat, heart beating out of her chest. She's never lost for words. Of all times, why now?
He scrutinized her reaction, judging her hesitation. Drawing his arms away, a cold chill ran through her body, and she shuts her eyes against the hollow feeling his absence left. She felt him take her hand and place something cold and metallic in her palm. She opened her eyes and saw an old pistol with an "F" engraved on the silver barrel, the weight of it surprised her.
"W-What? Why-" Before she could get out another word, he clasped her hand around the grip and pulled the muzzle to the center of his chest.
"If you do not wish to be with me." His voice a deep timbre reverberated through her. "Then pull the trigger."
She began to tremble as he slowly lowered his hands to his sides and awaited her answer. Her grip tightened as a tear slowly rolled down her cheek. He closed his eyes, accepting of his fate. The fate he put in her hands, as he always would. The blood left her face, and her mind was racing. How could he accept this so easily?
With a shuttering breath, she dropped the gun. It hit the dark wood floor with a loud thump, the maddening silence broken.
"I want you."
She looked up just in time to see him come alive. The cold she felt seconds ago vanished, his toned body pressed against her, warming her instantly. The hand that gripped her waist slid down grabbing her ass, pressing even tighter there. His other hand explored the curves of her body desperately upwards, until he clasped the nape of her neck, her rose-gold locks tangled in his fingers.
His lips sealed to hers, his tongue slowly lapped at her lower lip begging entry. He pressed into her like his life depended on it and she opened for him. Slick and hot he explored and tasted all of her. Licking and teasing without a second to breathe. It was as easy as that. Breathing. A deep, unyielding, and tingling sensation ran through her body as she felt herself melt in his arms.
She slid her fingertips along the lines of his shoulder and neck, felt him shiver under her feathery touch. Chest to chest, his heart was pounding. Her nipples stiffened into hard peaks against the friction. Emboldened by his arousal pressed hot against her she slid her hand up his chest, to his throat and gripped his chin. Forcing his head to the side she licked a line up his pulse then left a trail of sweet kisses up his throat and along his jawline. He let out an aroused groan and hurriedly grabbed the underside of her soft, velvety thighs and hoisted her up onto the desktop. Stealing her lips again, lapping and savoring every second, her mind began to numb from the pleasure.
Breaking away, both of them gasped for air, his eyes burned with a dark intensity. Dangerous eyes. Prey ready to be devoured. It sent a quiver down her spine and a throbbing between her legs.
"Aaah" she moaned as he bit her neck and drew pleasure with his tongue in torturous circles.
His vascular hand squeezed her inner thigh sliding impatiently to her sweet spot. His other hand at work removing her blouse, unveiling firm little nipples. Her face glowed with heat and her eyes saturated with lust. No going back now. Her senses were being filled with him, her mind drifted further and further away as she gave into pleasure. She'd never felt anything like this before.
Laying her gently on her back, he eyed her taking in the sight. Panting, simmering, hot breaths from swollen lips, breasts spilling from the top of her blouse, and quivering legs soaked at their pinnacle just begging for him. More... Jaw clenched; his neck pulled striations that cast masculine shadows as he pressed his groin hard against her, lifting her legs with ease. Face flushed rose red and eyes full of sinful promises staring up at him. More... He leaned in pushing even deeper between her hips. A gasp escaped her throat as it melded into a honeyed moan.
"You want me?" His voice a low rumble. His lips brushed the shell of her ear, breath hot and ragged. "I'm all yours, love."