Chapter 26

She's trying to scoot as far away from me as she can. But each time she does, I'm tempted to move even closer until I'm right next to her on the backseat. 

This is it. It's what I've been waiting for all along. She's finally going to move in with Arden and I. 

Which means that I'll have all the time I could possibly need to get her to cozy up to me. Something tells me that I'm going in too deep into my feelings. 

See, I have a self acclaimed motto in life: Never think about the same girl twice!! 

And I'm afraid that I have gone completely against that. And by doing so I might have just set a trap for myself. I just hope that I don't fall into it. So I'll try to keep this as casual as I possibly can. No love coated strings attached. I'll simply explore all the pleasures there are with her, and then I'll move on to the next girl who will catch my fancy. 

" I don't want to stay with you, " she says as she stares out the window. And it's clear that she had been building up the courage to say that from the second I held her hand and led her to the car. 

" And why not? If you have fears about my level of hospitality then you can relinquish them. I happen to be an excellent host. "

And if she doesn't believe me then she ought to ask Arden and the proffesional chef I hired to prepare his meals while I was away. He said he didn't like eating alone at restaurants so I fixed the problem for him. There's only one thing Arden is good at making in the kitchen. 

It's called a reservation. 

" That's not it.... I'm just not - "

" Comfortable, yes I'm aware. But worry not sweetheart, from this point onwards your comfort will be my main concern. "

" Stop calling me that, " she said, as she wiped her palms on her jeans. I smiled, moving even closer to her despite the fact that she didn't seem too glad about my action. 

" Why not? I think it suits you rather well. "

She blew out her cheeks, leaning her head against the vehicles window. And she didn't say anything else for most of the way. Her silence was surprisingly loud. 

But I knew that she wanted me. And I'm not saying that out of pride. It's clear that she does, even if she most likely isn't aware of it yet. And I have to remember that she is a sweet little innocent virgin. 

Christ! Each time I think about that I feel as if I'm about to burn up. And so does my cock, the simple thought makes it hard. 

Well... semi hard. 

I'm not a bloody green schoolboy, I do possess some control. 

I can just picture it in my mind as I bury my cock deep inside her pussy. Feeling her muscles clench tightly around me as she milks me dry. And God! I just got full on hard.

So maybe I am like a green schoolboy. 

But that's only when I'm around her. She makes me lose the hold on my reigns. I have no ability to maintain control when I'm anywhere near her. But who could blame me? There's so much mystery to her that I can't resist but try to solve it. On one side, I like her shyness. It's captivating and hypnotising on so many levels. But then on the other hand, I want to see the not so shy side of her if there is any. And if it doesn't exist then I want to create it. 

I want to break her slowly by slowly until she turns into a wild creature whenever it comes to anything sexual related. 

A task I'm more than prepared to face head on. I welcome the idea of hearing her screams in my bed. Of having her tangled up in my sheets as she rides me to possible oblivion. 

I want her so fucking much I can't stand it! 

She on the other hand, is quietly seated beside me seeming as composed as she could be. I mean, she does consistently play with her fingers and sigh. But other than that, she seems normal. 

But that's only because she doesn't have the same thoughts I do. She's untouched, so she doesn't go through the mental anguish I'm going through since she doesn't know what could be done. And I'll be the one to show her. 

After some time, she turns to me. A skeptical look on her face as she tucks her hair behind her ear. 

" Why did you kiss me? " she asks and the question interests me, mostly because she seems truly curious. 

" Because I wanted to."

" But why?..... why did you want to? "

Those types of questions will make me ask the driver to pull over so that I can demonstrate better. Though really, I'm not sure I know the answer to it myself. But since I'm trying to turn over a new leaf of honesty. I'll just tell her the pure and unalderated truth. Despite how confusing it may be. 

" Let's see how I can best put this.... " I tap on my chin as I think. Then I snap me fingers and place my hand on her thigh, she shivers and I smile. I've been longing to do that since we started this car ride. Only in my thoughts, the jeans were off and she was lying on her back. 

" Layla, have you ever found a rare item that fascinated you so much all you wanted to do was take it and lock it up somewhere no-one else would ever find it? "

She raised her brows and frowned. Then she glared at me with her preserved meekness. 

" Am I that item?... And where are you taking me? " she demanded. 

Guess I could have done a better job at explaining it since now she thinks I'm kidnapping her.

" Stop the car, I want to get out! "

" Relax, I assure you that we are going somewhere with lights and people who'll hear your screams and cries for help. " I jokingly said but she took it literally and began struggling to get out. 

And no, the situation was not amusing. 

" Hey, I was only joking! You should really loosen up. You're a tad too uptight! "

She finally calmed down, buy the look she gave me wasn't a happy one. 

" Okay, let's try this again. "

I said, sitting up straight and urging her to look at me. 

" I kissed you because I find you highly appealing. And in all honesty, I want to do more than just kiss you. Would you rather I go full into detail? " 

Was she just about to say yes?.... I believe she was. I could see it in the way she was looking at me, inching closer as if she were being slowly pulled towards me by a magnetic force. But then she snapped out of it and shook her head. Leaning back against the window with her arms wrapped protectively around herself. 

" It will never happen, " she whispered afterwards. And I wondered whether she was telling me, or trying to assure herself. Either way, she was wrong. 

" Oh, but it will sweetheart, you just wait and see. "

I reached forward to run the back of my hand across the side of her face and she slapped my hand away. Not rudely, she could never be rude. She simply held onto it and pushed it away with that gentleness I was starting to realize was just a normal aspect of her character. 

" It won't, " she repeated. And I chuckled at her newly found defiance. Then I placed my hand back on her thigh and a shudder coursed through her, and when I tightened the grip, she closed her eyes and I noticed that her lower lip was trembling. 

Partly because she was scared. 

Mostly because she liked it. 

" Fine then, but let's wait and see who'll turn out to be the liar between us,.... though I assure you sweetheart, it won't be me! " I whispered next to her ear and I could feel the heat from her body as it came off her and occupied the space between us. 

This was going to be exciting. 

I couldn't wait!! 

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Layla's POV 

How did I get here? I'm trying to put it all together but I can't. Gabriel leads me towards the elevator, my suitcase in his hand. Then he presses a button and walks back to stand beside me. 

This man is crazy!.. he's deranged. He's out of his mind, and that's if he even has one. 

I prevent myself from thinking about everything he told me in the car. And he sure did look like he meant it. And he seemed so certain, so positive that I'd let him.. No! 

I can't even bring myself to think about it. Because it makes me feel things that I can't explain, and I hate unexplainable things. 

" What are you thinking about?.... or are you simply letting your imagination run wild? " he asks and I try my best not to look at him. But I give up and end up doing it either way. Just a quick glance but it was enough to see the devilish smirk he wore.