Unbridled Passion

As our lips met, a tingling sensation ran through my body. I felt his hands gently cup my face as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving against mine with a gentle urgency. In that moment, nothing else mattered - no worries or fears, no past or future. There was only the heat of the moment, the electricity between us, and the pure, unbridled passion of the kiss. 

He bit at my lower lip and I gasped against his lips. He seized that opportunity and plunged his tongue into my mouth, sucking and ravishing every corner of my mouth. Lost in the moment, I locked my fingers into his hair, drawing him closer to me as the heat of his body warmed me up.

His kiss was full of tenderness, passion and untold emotions. The world around me ceased to exist, leaving only the two of us in a sea of pure, unbridled emotion.

I felt his hand lift the hem of the small crop top I was wearing. It slowly travelled up and settled under my naked breasts. His fingers lightly grazed the underside of my left breast. He gave it a soft squeeze and a soft moan escaped my lips.

My eyes snapped open and I forcefully pushed him away from me. Still trying to catch my breath from the kiss as I adjusted myself on the bed. He gently stood up with a wide smirk on his lips. I gulped down and momentarily shut my eyes.

When I reopened them, he was gone. I frantically looked around the room when my eyes caught a closing door that probably led to the closet.

I sighed and sat up on the bed. I instinctively brought my fingers to my lips, still feeling his minty taste in my mouth.

He always have a way of setting my body on fire, igniting a spark and feeling that needed to be quenched. My body is attracted to him, it always responds to his every touch. 

Alexander strolled out of the door dressed in black pants and a black shirt. The first few buttons were open, leaving his hard chest to view. 

He walked towards me and sat down on the bed, next to me. I looked at the window briefly to see that the pouring rain has reduced, it was now drizzling. I turned back to look at Alexander and my eyes travelled to his stomach.

"How's your wound?" I asked simply.

"It's fine, now." He pulled his hair backwards and licked his lips. My eyes lingered there for a brief second before I looked away. 

"I don't mind kissing you again till you're out of breathe, Angel." His gaze was hooded and his eyes were narrowed. I hit him on his chest with a glare and he laughed out heartily. 

This is the first time I'm hearing him laugh, apart from his usual giggles, smiles and chuckles. The laugh sounded sweet to the ears just like harmonious sounds of music.

"What did you say happened to you? I mean, you said I was the reason for your wound. How?" His face immediately hardened and his eyes became cold.

Did my question make him uncomfortable?

"I believe it's best you drop that question, Ivory." 

Yep! He is angry. I've noticed that whenever he calls me by my name, it's either he's angry, annoyed or tensed up. 

"Fine! That's alright. I'm not ever going to ask you anything that concerns you. You can go ahead and do whatever you want and please do not also ask me questions on anything that has to do with me. At least, we can be even."

If he wants it that way, then it's fine! I'm tired of him pushing me away or keeping things that I'm supposed to know from me. We're nothing, absolutely nothing. He better not try to pry into my matters too. If he wants to keep things this way, so be it.

"You're just overreacting, Angel," he said calmly but I wasn't having any of it, because I could feel my anger building up in my chest, aching to burst out and explode.

"I am not overreacting Alexander. I guess, we should make amends to that stupid contract of yours. Your rules are null and void so far as I'm concerned. And they're stupid and crazy as well." I glared hard at him and huffed under my breath.

"I learnt that Ezekiel came here. What did you say or do with him?" He asked, quickly changing the subject.

"That is none of your business. I believe it's best if you drop that question." I smirked at him when his eyes narrowed and slightly tilted his head to the side, making him look dangerous and menacing. He was looking down at me like a predator that was looking at its prey.

I gingerly got off the bed through the other side and dashed to the door but Alexander's hand caught my wrist before my hand could reach the door knob. He swirled me around to face him, locking my two hands behind my back with his left hand.

He pulled me against his body and I wiggled myself in protests. I tried to release my hands but his grip was tight as hell. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, sulking my lips.

"Say, please hubby." I glared hard at him. "You can't? Then I'm not letting you go," he slightly tightened his grip and I grimaced.

"Please hubby," I muttered lowly and he laughed out. "There, I said it, now let me go." He shook his head at me and smirked.

"That was too easy, little Angel. I want you to kiss me." My mouth opened wide and I eyed him in a repulsive manner.

This arrogant pervert. He always have a way of turning things to his favor. 

I struggled to free myself from him but all to no avail. I leaned forward and gave him a bite on his jaw. He flinched but that still didn't make him release me, instead, he tightened his grip, not in a way that would leave a bruise though.

"Stop struggling and just kiss me, Angel. It's not that hard. We can stand in this position for as long as we can, baby girl." His tone was hot and humid.

"I will not do it. Go to hell and burn!" I seethed and he smiled smugly. 

"Feisty much, huh? I love that." He swiftly released my hands and I shrieked when he carried me and dropped me on his shoulders, making me face upside down with one of his forearms below my butt.

I screamed crazily at him to put me down. I gasped when he spanked my butt.

This pathetic, arrogant pervert!