Captive of Love

Dangerous

Karlus c****d his head, a bemused smile spread upon his lips, before answering, "An employee of sorts."

"And what sort of business do you do?”

Slowly he unraveled his arms from around me. Before taking a couple of steps back. Crossing his arms over his bare chest, he resembled a father about to scold his child.

I cleared my throat, and added, “Um…I mean she’s not exactly wearing business attire,"

His eyes narrowed to slits, nearly obliterating the whites of his eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Suddenly a chuckle erupted from him.

"Amara, Amara,” he playfully admonished. “After sleeping with me, you now want to know what it is I do for a living?”

He was right. How was it that I was just now concerning myself with such a critical detail? Yet, as I stared at him, I knew why. He was gorgeous, and his charm had mesmerized me from the beginning, which had caused all reasonable thought to go out the window. Nevertheless, my original plan of having a carefree fling was still on my mind. He would become nothing more than a distant memory once I had returned home. A naughty secret affair that I would replay when my mundane life got the better of me. So, I told myself the details didn't matter.

“ It's not like you know all there is to know about me either," I quipped.

“Oh, but I do.”

The confidence in the manner he spoke stunned Amara. As if it was a fact, but he had to be teasing her, right? His mind games were exhausting, but she refused to be deterred. Mimicking his stance, she too crossed her arms and stood firm. With a pointed stare, she waited for his reply.

"Very well," Karlus said, dropping his arms to his side. "I am a personal information manager and investor."

"What sort of information do you manage?"

"Whatever information needs to be managed. It is a business that my mother helped me to discover. I aid in ensuring personal data remains private."

Amara furrowed her brows. Honestly, she had never heard of such a job, but it was obvious he was gifted in his field, considering the wealth he had acquired.

"What about Ming?"

Karlus laughed, as he stepped forward, reducing the distance between them. "

"As I said before, she is an employee. She does the occasional odd jobs for me, but I often hire her to scout potential clients. As for her manner of dress, she is a bit of a free spirit. However, you shouldn't worry, she is like a sister to me. She isn't someone I could ever be tempted by."

Again, his confidence, or perhaps what I should have taken as arrogance, rendered my common sense useless. I accepted his rationale because I wanted to. I didn't want the moment to end and if buying the lies he was giving me would keep the illusion alive for a while longer, I would gleefully oblige.

"Well then," I countered, as I stepped forward, pressing my chest against his. Looking up to gaze into his eyes. They burned with lust and desire. Breathlessly, I asked, "Then what will tempt you?"

The air becomes charged with electricity as arousal overcomes me. His breath began to labor, he licked his lips as he reached around to grab my ass, and gave it a firm squeeze. I gasped. I wanted him just one last time, and then I would leave with only a memory of him firmly etched in my mind.

"Have you bathed yet?" Karlus asked.

I smirked, hoping that he was implying what I thought he was. I shook my head. An easy smile spread across his lips. "Come, let me show you to the bathing room."

Bathing room?

Truly, the bathing room was spectacular and reminded me of something that the Romans would've used during their day. The tub was more like a mini pool, and was filled with hot steaming water. Rose petals of a variety of colors flowed on top. I turned to him.

“Did you plan this?”

He smiled.

Karlus kicked off his sneakers and pulled his shorts down. My eyes followed his hands, and without a hint of shame, I stared. Freed from his confinement, he strolled towards me. My eyes lifted to see his gaze upon me. His hands undid the tie to my robe to reveal my body.

“Beautiful,” he praised.

He pulls the robe away; his callous hands scratch the delicate skin of my shoulders, sending shivers along my spine. As the robe fell to my feet, he angled his neck to take my breast into his mouth. My head fell back, and my hands cradled his head, keeping him where I needed him.

His moans were like a sweet melody. He released my breasts, leaving me in an utter state of desire and need. His fingers intertwined with mine as he took me by the hand. No words were spoken as he guided me to the water. He sat with his back pressed along the wall, his legs opened wide. Instinctively, I took my pace between them, with my back to him. I pressed close; his shaft prodded me. Karlus reached over to grab a loofah and soap, then began to lather. With slow sensual strokes, he proceeded to bathe me. Closing my eyes, I gave in to his seductive touch.

I heard him devilishly chuckle. When he ran the loofah over my breasts, I moaned. I halted his hand. He wasn't just bathing me but teasing me. I turned to face him. I tugged at the loofah until he released it. With it in hand, I turned towards him to rest on my knees.

I began to scrub his chest. He stared at me the entire time. What I wouldn’t have given to know his thoughts. I remembered I would be gone tomorrow. I had to make the most of my time with him. I began to lower my hand. His eyes darkened, and his head shook as if warning me not to continue, but I was already committed.

Karlus’s eyes snapped shut as I gripped him beneath the waters. My strokes had him groaning, practically melting in my hands. I could only wish to hold such power over him. To make an impression to remain with him long after I was gone.

“We are going too far, Amara,” he rasped. “If you don’t stop, I can’t make any promises.”

“What sort of promises?” I teased.

“To lock you away until I have my filled of you,” he said, with gritted teeth.

Foolishly, I took his dark confession as a joke, and I only continued to please him until he shuddered and came.

"Just when I think I have you figured out, you surprise me," he said.

I laughed at his plight. He gently pushes me away from him, creating space between us. I splashed water his way. A wicked smirk formed on his lips.

“Careful, love. You are playing a dangerous game with a very dangerous man.”

“Oh, really, how dangerous?”

Suddenly, he approached. The water splashed into my eyes, catching me off guard. I shut them. When I opened my gaze, his lips were pressed against mine. I gasped, and his tongue slid inside my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, permitting his kiss. His arms pulled me even closer, nearly squeezing the breath out of me. I pulled away to catch my breath and saw that familiar gleam I saw in his eyes, like when he chased me to the elevator and returned.

“I’m more dangerous than you can ever imagine," Karlus confessed breathlessly. "You should have stayed away from me, but now it is too late.”

I swatted him away. Still believing he was only teasing. If he insisted on playing games, then I decided our time together was over. Besides, I knew I had to get going. It was my last day and I needed to pack and finish some souvenir shopping. I would have been more than pleased to have Karlus tag along, but I didn’t want to pressure him.

When I attempted to free myself from his hold, his grip tightened. He pressed his forehead against mine. I smiled, thinking it was an endearing gesture. I held onto him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

“Fantasy time was over,” I said. “Time to return to reality.”

He sighed.

I felt his breath resonate within my body.

“Didn't you hear what I said?” Karlus questioned, "You aren't going anywhere."