Arianna
"Sit here," Vincent orders after putting me on the edge of the bath in my bathroom and I watch him go to my medicine cabinet, taking the first aid kit, some bandages and pain appliqué cream for the wounds.
"I'm not surprised that you know where everything is," I murmur sarcastically when he just glances at me while he tears off the new plastic cover from the new gauze with his teeth.
The action couldn't make him look sexier but it does make the muscles flex with each movement. Discarding his suit jacket when he first came in, he has a vest over the shirt he wore, his inked arms almost on display after rolling his sleeves up so it's easier to treat me.
Fuck, he was gorgeous and all mine.
I was still sore after he fucked me into the car but already I felt my heart skip a beat when he approached me.
"If you keep looking at me like that, we will not get this treated as fast enough."
My burning cheeks makes him smirk when the man kneels before me, opening up one of the boxes of disinfectant wipes to take out a small jar with cotton balls inside.
Taking my elbow, he starts gently cleaning the wound from the blood and dirt. It stings even with the disinfectant, but it also leaves a tingling sensation. I shiver when I feel hot hands rubbing against me and the way I can see the faint lines of scars underneath his skin.
"Stop looking at me like that, love."
"How else am I supposed to look at you?" I ask and let the words slip out before I can stop them," You are beautiful," I breathe quietly and he stops what he is doing to lift those golden eyes on me.
"A man can't be beautiful but I appreciate the flattery," He smirks before grabbing another gauze to put the antibiotic cream onto my side next to the bandage wrap.
But he is beautiful though…
Vincent moves back a little so he can start applying it onto my knees and I hiss in pain as it stings when the cream touches a sensitive spot. Those weren't big enough scratches but they still hurt.
"Poor baby," Vincent murmurs," You're injured because you run away from me," and my eyes snap back to his face when I hear the disappointment in his voice.
I pout angrily," You made me run. I thought you're cheating on me or your wife or something. How else I was supposed to react?" I defend myself," I thought you're just using me to get into my pants when obviously you're married."
He clenches his jaw," You're the only woman I could ever marry. You know that I'm not normal or a good guy. You know me better than anyone else, Arianna. You should know by now that there are things about me which I do not share with others. And you are part of them. The fact that you think otherwise… "
"I'm sorry okay? I was hurt and upset. When I saw you sit there with another woman…I felt betrayed," I confess.
Feeling his fingers under my jaw, he guides my face closer to his, our noses touching like we're trying to kiss," She's absolutely nothing to me. Just my superior who thinks she can use her status to use my knowledge in some way to benefit her if I mess with some of the cases. I despise the woman and we have only strict professional relationship. I would never lie to you, Arianna. I might be your stalker or a man who kills for you but I'm only faithful to you. I would never allow to someone else touch me," He growls before kissing me, soft and tender at first but then more forceful when he feels how close I want him, how much I need him.
He kisses me as if he hasn't seen me in hours instead of days and he is trying to convince me, no, make me believe in him. I kiss back fiercely when his tongue enters my mouth.
After awhile, he pulls away and gives me a grin," There's my girl," at the praise my face heats again and he just chuckles, finishing to treat my wounds.
How can this man look so good while taking care of me?
If I wouldn't be so sore, I would let him take me again. Maybe later…If I'm lucky.
"Okay, beautiful girl. Done," he stands up and brushes the dust from his hands on his pants as he watches me getting up as well with shaky legs.
"I should shower," I comment and he nods.
Opening the bathroom door, Millie practically falls inside from the scratching the doorframe while patiently waiting for us inside my bedroom, her big eyes staring at us from her position as I laugh at my cute kitten.
"Of course she missed her mommy," Vincent smiles too when my kitty jumps into my arms and licks my face affectionately and rubbing her nose against mine.
She purrs loudly in my arms with me smiling at her.
"Come on. Daddy will take you while she showers," Vincent comes over to take Millie from me and surprisingly she easily lets him hold her.
"She really likes you. I'm still in shock," I admit with a chuckle when he winks at me.
"Of course she does. She loves both of her parents," he says matter of factly.
And Millie is clearly enjoying his attention, judging by the way she purred harder when he petted her head and she nuzzled her soft nose into the crook of his neck.
As soon as he leaves the room, I don't even bother with the door and just carefully strip to take a quick shower but immediately stop when I remember that I have bandages which can become wet from the water.
Hearing footsteps coming back, I freeze completely naked when Vincent steps inside the bathroom and closes the door again.
"Need some help?" His amused voice fills the silent space and I flush bright red, nodding quickly to hide the shame crawling up my chest like a snake.
Walking toward me in long strides, he stops behind me and gently pulls me into his chest. His touch is burning when his fingers brush my breasts, trailing a path across my nipples.
"I will join you," whispering into my ear, he steps back to undress himself too.
I take that as a opportunity to walk into the shower and turn the jets on hot enough so we don't get burned.
The heat of the water is refreshing when my eyes turn around to see Vincent removing the last garment from his body, revealing his perfect abs, thick thighs, every inch of him bare to see his tattoos and that cock which was inside me not long ago.
Fuck.
The air is hotter when his eyes catch me staring shamelessly at his length when his lips curl into a knowing smile.
Stepping inside the shower, he closes the glass door and the steam envelopes us together as Vincent grabs my hips to hold me flush against him and once I feel his cock between us, I can't help but moan.
"Careful baby. I don't want to break you on the first day I get inside that tight pussy. She is still bleeding," murmuring in my ear, he gathers the evidence with his fingertips when they glide against my folds and shows me the stickiness of our juices and a little bit of blood.
Somehow the sight is hot and still arousing.
"Can I have a little taste then?" My innocent eyes blink up at him when my hand slowly wraps around his girth and it's so big that I can't even take it in one hand.
"Fuck baby," he whispers and then takes my throat in a tight hold," Get on your knees then. Show me how good you can be to Daddy."
His words light my soul and body on fire but I still grin," Kinky."
Vincent growls and guides me by the throat on my knees, pushing me down so that his pulsing cock is in front of my face as it touches my cheek for a second, my eyes fixated on it like I'm seeing it for the first time in my life.
In a way I did.
He takes it in his hand and strokes it with vigorous pace. Yanking my head up by my hair, he twists them in a tight fist to tip my chin up so I can look at him in the eyes. Those golden streaks are completely gone to almost black.
"You want it?" He smirks but I feel how hard he is holding in, the breathing was too rushed.
I can only nod, my lips parting in anticipation for him to slide his massive eraction between my lips so I can taste him. I wanted to feel how women feel in his books. Controled. Dominated. Owned.
"Fuck. You on your knees…you look so pretty baby. So mine," slapping the tip against my lips, I immediately seek the taste with my tongue. Of course, he notices it.
With hooded eyes, he slips his fingers inside my mouth," Suck them," I obey instantly, licking all of our cum and my virgin blood which was still on his fingers. The sight and the act should repulse me but I was long gone, my cravings were carnal as his.
Pulling out his fingers from my mouth, he forces my jaw open before he places his cock against my tongue.
Beat passes with our gazes locked and something in my pleading eyes has him growl and he shoves his length deep inside my mouth until I gag, not prepared for the force of his thrusts.
"Open wider. Don't bite, just suck and lick the head. Fuck, you're beautiful with my cock inside your pretty mouth. Those lips wrapped around me…god," pushing himself impossibly far, I try to keep my gag reflexes under control but its hard when that massive size just keeps coming in and out, almost to the point it's hard to breathe through my nose when my eyes start tearing up.
"Just like that, beautiful. Just like that," he whispers with a groan and his head drops back when he grips my hair harder, the pressure on my scalp hurts but I keep sucking him, my tongue swirling around him like I would suck a delicious candy.
When he starts moving faster and he growls, pulling himself out and plunging back in to punish me, I follow obediently.
It doesn't take long before he throws his head back again, his entire body tensing and jerking when his orgasm hits him hard. He grunts as he clenches on my hair and then suddenly collapses over me like a dead weight and his cock spasming uncontrollably inside my mouth until I pull it free and swallow his cum as if nothing happened.
His taste is sweeter than I imagined.
Vincent pulls me up into his arms and kisses my mouth as he fists my hair in a strong grip. Pulling away from our kiss, he presses me into the wall as he runs a rough finger on my bottom lip before dragging it from my bottom lip to my cheek.
"I did good, Vince?" My voice trembles from nerves always when he looks at me like that.
"Yes baby. So fucking good. You're such a good girl for me," he praises me and I smile feeling shy all of a sudden.
The water felt cold against our skin and I relished the feeling of it as it cooled my body from the heat we were in.
"I need you to come home with me, Arianna. I need you in my bed tonight."
I look at him confused," Home? To your place? The one I broke into?" Now as I say it, I still feel guilty but I don't regret my actions since he was the one who started to stalk me in the first place.
"No. I live in the city. There's is a penthouse I own personally and I want you to be there with me tonight and more other nights too if possible. It's a big place to even have your own art studio to do what you want," he kisses my temple and I still think about his words.
That means to leave my house, my favorite places where I eat and read my books. Leaving the town where I had piece living here all these years.
Leaving my friends and family.
The hand on my throat stops my panicking thoughts when he watches my face expressions, feeling my anxiety.
"I don't want to force you to come but you will have everything you need. You will ask for nothing. The city is only two hours away from town, we can visit your family or friends whenever you want. Since you are working from home, you can also work from my place. Just…baby I can't imagine you sleeping alone from now on," Vincent rests his forehead on mine, holding my attention to him.
I start crumpling anyway. The thought of him being far away from me even he can watch me, that wasn't enough when I can't feel his arms around me. I felt safe with him, no one will hurt me as long he is with me and I can always visit Nicole when I miss her or suggest her to come to the city herself.
No one is holding me back.
"Okay. I will come with you," I say and he grins when his gaze travels all over me," But Millie comes with us," I warn.
He chuckles," Of course. She is ours," kissing my neck, I shudder and melt from the sweet words.
"Then let's get to shower really quick. My skin is getting wrinkly from the water too much," with a sigh, I let him clean my body with careful care and I do the same.
Somehow the thought about me being in his bed makes me giddy with happiness and I can't even wait to see his home.
As long he is with me, I don't even care where I live.