Chapter Seventy Two

*Somewhat foul language, and loads of dirty thoughts… maybe*

Elena's Pov.

I could not believe I had let Raymond and Katie cajole me into accepting to hang out, and despite my busy schedule, Katie had been able to create time for that, but if I told her to let me off and allow me to get a few hours of rest, then poof.

 No time to spare.

Now, I was standing on the front porch unable to muster the courage to input the passcode and enter into my own apartment, and the worst part was that I had been standing here for over five minutes!

I did not know what to say to Lorenzo, he had decided to stay for a week with me and be my house husband, and instead of me to play my part, I went to work and hung out with friends and came back at a late time without even considering that he was home alone and would appreciate my company, not that he was a child, but I knew that I owed him that, or more like I had to do that, it was humane, but no, I chose to stupidly hangout with friends whom I can see anytime, any day, than to stay with him, jeopardizing out time together, and who knows what would have happened in the space of time that I had gone, maybe by now we would be entering into the second round of 'down and dirty' or doing something equally fun.

My stomach twisted as I put in the combination and stepped into the large space, I spied him at the coffee table with his laptop open and his head dangerously low on the table, of course he had been working from home. When I walked nearer I noticed that his hands were not moving and his head was on the table, his breathing was light and as I bent to look at his face, his breath tickled my cheeks, I wanted to rub my cheeks against his stubble but I held myself back.

  Creepy much.

He was sleeping, sound as a baby, his back was hunched over the coffee table and I looked at his laptop, closing it for him, then I turned to him again, there was no dangerous aura about him now, although that did not really exist when we were together, he was asleep, but I was compelled to look at him, he commanded authority and superiority, even in his sleep, his usually cold demeaning aura seemed like a thing of imagination as I stared at his peaceful sleeping face, he looked like a prince charming. Even though he literally looks like that every single day of his life, but now he looked … soft, not the usual Mafia Boss, sex god, eye candy, sweltering hot, knight in sexy armor look I was used to.

I felt my insides dissolving into a squishy muddly mess, that felt like melting chocolate, my heart was doing the palpitations as if it was competing in the Olympics, the blood rose to my cheeks even though I did not really know what I was blushing about, my body temperature was raised as the blood pumped in my ear, I probably looked like a tomato, or a bride at the alter, even though I did not really have an ounce of idea of what I was feeling.

My hands raised impulsively to his usually slick black hair that was now a tumbled mess, it loooked like a jungle where finger marks made from running the hands over and over in the hair, were the trails, or, tracks, or paths or whatever the roads in the jungles were referred to as.

I was fairly aware that my thoughts were a jumbled mess, but I was not paying attention to myself right now, his hair had my full attention. I twisted my hands in it, it was soft and silky to the touch, that I wanted to carry it and rub it on my face to feel snuggly. The ONLY time I had ever touched his hair was during our heated session that night, which had burned a hole in my memory, it was stuck there, like glue to paper, and at that time, I was too much into the throes of passion to pay much attention to his hair, and that was the ONLY time, because, well he was taller than me and there was no way I would get my hands in his hair without having to stretch and then touch it, which would then make everything awkward, and secondly, let's face it, you do not just go touching Lorenzo Shane Cole's hair like it was some common plaything, I'm sure a strand of his hair cost more than my life insurance, because, well this was HIM we are talking about here, so that was the only time I got in close contact with it but now that I wound my fingers around it, I felt an urge rising in me, this urge seemed to be rising in my pants, and since I am wise and will not let my urges control me, I tugged at his hair.

He perked up at once and peered at me, I yanked a little on his hair and tilted his head pressing my lips down to his, I gave him one long passionate kiss.

 So much for not letting urges control me. Total irony.

I straightened once more and turned away from him, trying to scurry off to my room while looking composed and dignified, because hell, if I stayed a minute longer, my favorite suits will be in shreds and I would find myself on the coffee table, spread like jam on toast, he caught my arm.

"Where are you going?" He asked and I gave him a 'Duh' kind of look as if it were not obvious.

"To change" I only managed those two words, the rest of my vocabulary got stuck in my throat, "and oh, that kiss was just to inform my house husband that I am home" I said after a beat and his lips threatened a smirk,

"Savage definitely looks nice on you, my raging boner seems to be your target today" he squeezed and I found out when I looked down, that he indeed had a raging boner going on there, my eyes went wide, but I checked myself.

"No big deal, just jerk off while thinking of me and my sexy ass" I said to him and made a beeline to my bedroom, it was advisable to stay far away from a boner, especially if that boner was Lorenzo's, it could be disastrous, perilous, terrifying. In a delicious kind of way. But I had to take a bath first, and I was not sure if I would have had the willpower to continue our banter without offering to give him a blowjob, with my tongue lolling out and my eyes glazed.

The cold shower that hit me did not do anything to quench the fire in my friggin loins, I was not in any way relaxed like I'd usually be after a teeth chattering cold shower, I was on edge to say that very least, I was ready to pounce, my blood was racing in anticipation for something and I was bouncing on each foot, this was as a result of Lorenzo's prescence, and I did not exactly hate the idea of that something that I was so anxiously awaiting.

I finished my bath, looking fresh, I put on my sweatpants and a tank top and then my flip flops and left the room, I was still feeling restless and jumpy, but hey, Lorenzo Shane Cole was in the house so that was understandable. I spied him still at his original position, laptop open again, eyes roaming the screen in concentration, I twirled the tip of my hair that was slung on my left shoulder and bit my lip subconsciously as I rested one leg on the wall and looked at him, this man that gave me complicated feelings. As if he felt like he was being watched, he lifted his head and met my eye, and then winked at me before returning to his work.

I sighed, I was hungry so I went into the kitchen to fix myself some noodles, his eyes seemed to follow me as I made the food even when I turned and saw him resting his head on his hand which was positioned under his chin, his gaze did not falter, making me feel even more jumpy than I felt before. Soon I was done with the noodles and I carried it to the coffee table where he was seated, digging in my fork and grabbing a bite, it was yummy, maybe because I was eating it while looking at him.

"So, what have you been doing in the house while being cooped up all day?" I asked sweetly and he gave me a dirty look, I chuckled.

"You" he said pointing at me, then withdrawing his hands, "told me you would be back early"

"I did" I agreed, not knowing where the calmness in my voice came from, since my insides were in the middle of a raging war.

"I waited for you" He whined.

  Literally whined.

My mouth fell open, then I remembered to close it, before he spied any remnants of the noodles in it.

"I am sorry" I said genuinely, "I tried to untangle myself from some…appointments, turns out, I could not" I said with distate, remembering the day I spent with Katie and Raymond, it was not relatively bad.

"Does this appointment have to do with the selfie you updated about three hours ago?" He raised an eyebrow and I choked on my noodles. Almost.

"Okay okay, you got me" I raised my hands in mock surrender.

" Do not do that to me again" He did not say it with any form of malice, but I still felt a chill run up my spine. I nodded thickly.

"Now that we have the issue solved, who is that handsome young man that monopolized your picture" He asked, a glint, no, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"A new friend" I managed to choke out, he narrowed his eyes at me.

"I met him at a club" I added, then realized how I must sound. His eyes turned to slits.

I swear I saw it.

"Continue" He said after a beat of silence.

"So I met him at the club" I stupidly said again.

"You already said that" He commented.

"Well whose fault is it, you are distracting me, so do not blame me if my thoughts are a jumbled mess" I breathed in, deep, then continued, a smile was tugging at his lips as if her knee how jumbled and messy my thoughts were, "So turns out he was the male lead in the advert we were shooting, he asked to hang out, I tried to wangle myself out but in the end I failed to do so, I'm sorry." I said meekly.

He pulled me into his lap so that I was straddling him and looking directly into his eyes, and my blood rushed, pooling at my core.

 Self control, I needed to control myself.

"Do not apologize, I am not mad, you are your own woman, but you really do need to learn to say no to certain people." He said.

" I tried to…" I began but he cut me off.

" And stand by it" He said, tracing circles on my belly through my cloth, I shivered against him.

"I will try." I said , barely audible, my breathe was caught in my throat.

"And no more clubbing" He said.

I shifted, immediately knowing that it was a mistake, from his sharp intake of breath and the restrained boner, but that did not stop me from saying, "You just said I am my own woman, and my own woman would like to jump on and out of the club any day she likes" I said.

" Are you using my words against me?" He asked.

" What do you think" I replied, too brazen for my own good.

" Oh, I think your sharp wits is going to get you in a while lot of trouble with me" He smirked, the slow rumble of his words made my core heat, I was now shifting uncomfortably in his laps in hopes of dousing my arousal.

"But, if you say you want to keep doing what you want, then you go ahead and do it, just make sure no one gets their hands on you." He said with a possessive tone and I smiled as my heart lurched.

"Yes sire" I said, leaning into him the more.

"So, wanna work on that giant boner of yours" I asked, expectant, but he did not need to know that.

" Looks like you have had it in mind for a while now" So he did know, I did not even know where I had gotten the courage from to say it, and now I was blushing furiously.

 Talk about being in a pickle.

"Oh I have, and I certainly cannot get it out of my head since I am sitting directly on it, and it is poking me, 'there' " I used air quotations with my index and middle fingers to quote the last thing, I was playing it safe, but that was not enou to drive away the blush that was still hot on my cheeks, he chuckled.

"I guess you could say that I like having you right here" he gripped my waist and lifted me, dropping me back directly on his boner, I sighed, this was punishment.

"Is this some kind of punishment?" I asked, voicing my thoughts, but he was smirking at me.

"Yes, for being such a tease" He said and I could not contain my scoff.

"Look who's talking" I said hooking my arms around his neck, a sharp intake of breath from him was all I needed to know that he was seriously aroused.

"Tease" He said again and I crashed my lips with his without even thinking, my hands grinding it's way into his hair, that silky soft mass of hair, I tugged and he grunted, gripping my waist tighter.

After a few moments we disconnected our lips, he ran his thumb over my sensitive lips, then licked his lips, and joined our lips again in a slow kiss, then he stood up, with me in his arms my legs instantaneously wrapped around his waist as he carried me to his room.

Closing the door with his leg, he dropped me on the bed, my chest heaving as he tucked me in, I was dazed. When the fog cleared from my head I asked, "What are you doing?" 

"Tucking you in" He said as if I did not know that.

"I know, I mean.." I trailed off my cheeks heating.

"Oh, I told you that you'd be in a lot of trouble with me, this is your punishment, you must be tired, go to sleep." He said.

Now that he'd said it, I was really tired, so I let my eyelids droop as I fell into slumber, covered in his scent.