Chapter - 19
You Never Get What You Want Ever!
Ryan
I aim for her head to soothe her but she find her way to my lips. I chuckle and go on. Cherish her lips before she hungrily barge into me. Is she this parched or I am just a safe now?
Whatever. I love it.
In the back of my head, I replay that night when we had to back off. That was embarrassing and well now seeing Angie almost sitting on my lap is going to get me back there again.
I am almost dying again to open the chain of her dress and slip myself into her but I wait. I don't want to make myself seem like a lusty maniac. Like Ethan Ellsworth.
Well I am not him with whatever past I had. I am far from it. Except that people like him don't let it go. Then I remember how I am being followed now.
Fuck.
I feel Angel's hand over the back of my shoulder. Then going down to open my pants. And I want her this time.
I reach back and open the zip in a single go and pull out her dress down to her waist breaking the kiss.
Gorgeous.
We share a look before crushing our lips again. I entwin our fingers and fight for dominance. I know I can win her but I wait to see her fight.
She is a tigress. She pull her hand from me and I can decipher that she wish to rip my shirt off. With lot of effort she finally succeed in it. Buttons of my shirt shoot away. She chuckle before palming my chest and roaming her hands over it. She push me down on the bed and I lay down to enjoy the show.
She stare me before opening my fly and f**k, touching me. She go up and kiss my chest. I lose it.
I hold her waist and pull down beneath me. To r****h her.
I take off her bra and go on exploring her minty mouth as I slip my hands down her ass.
Fuck.
I back away from her lips and look at her doubting face. Now this embarrasing again.
"I am sorry but do we have a condom? I.. I had it on me on our date but then I changed. "
She stare me and then laugh lightly.
"This is cute." She say and close her eyes. And laugh louder. I just stare her beautiful face glistening. This make me feel amazing that I changed her almost teared face to the angelic one. I am proud.
"I have it. In my purse. I thought you wouldn't be prepared. Again."
I cannot stop rolling my eyes at her. She laugh again.
"Okay." I say as I entwin our finger and put it above her head before positioning myself on top of her small features marking my dominance.
"Trying to boss, are we?"
"Maybe."
"Well you have to get down from bed and get your covers. Boss!"She scoff.
I lean down and kiss her neck ravenously to hear her moan. I have reached to the top of the cliff. I am too hard to process but I know better. I look at the purse in the dressing table.
" I will be back. " I say as I hop down and while I reaching for the purse I toss my pants away.
I pick her purse and find three compartment.
"Which chain?" I ask as I open first one myself.
"Oh. Not that. The last one."
I open it and scavenge for it between several unseen items. Pouches. Hankerchief. Napkins.
"Not here."
"Must be on the second one." I look at her and open other. This time I focus for it and don't read the papers I get my hands on. But I don't get it.
"Alright you should find it." I say passing her handbag.
"Nethier you can get a condom yourself, nor you can find in my purse." She tease streching in the bed. Her hands still on top of her head.
I open the first chain to nit find it there too. Where the f**k?
I look outside for any chain and there it is. I smile as I open the chain in the back of the bag. Why the f**k they make these many spaces?
"Not here."
I hear her giggle.
I look up at her to realize she is playing with a needy one. When the most carnivore was she. How she sat on my lap and rubbed me. Well now rubbing me away.
That's sexy. But frustrating.
"Good job." I say as I keep the bag back in place and reach to ger.
"In the first chain inside there is a small inner pocket. There it is." She say trying to hide her laugh.
I smile but I get her bag again. Find that stupifld pocket on the inside and there it is.
"Magical bag of a woman." I chant as I show it to her.
And this just spurred the fun but spoiled the mood.
I reach to her and sat on the edge of the bed. I hear a giggle and then she wrap her arms around my ribs from behind and lay her head on my shoulder.
I can hear her breathe slowly. It seems to be a satisfied and happy breaths. Didn't I wish that? That a woman is ready to give herself whole to me. I feel like Agie is doing that.
I rub her arms and turning my face kiss her head. She smile and kiss my shoulder.
"You feel amazing Ryan. I didn't know I would like you like this." She whisper in my ears. I know she is afraid I might treat her like a unworthy rug but I won't because I have been treated like that.
"Me too." I say.
She laugh. I don't see her face. I can't. I don't want to right now. I guess I was fooling myself when I said I have come far from my past.
"You have the condom now." She bring me back to earth.
I feel her unwrap her arm and forcing ne to look at her. I do. And she is gorgeous. And she really has given herself to me. I can see it in her eyes.
She smile before reaching for my lips.
I can't. First she needs to know the real me. Not now.
Not now when it's no more 'trying' to get one another. We have already got each other.
Not like this.
"It's okay. We can do it some other time."
Her face fall and the clouds appear. I cannot read her now. I am sure what to say now. How stupid of me to deny a woman?
Did I insult her?
She stare me for a while then look down.
"What's wrong?" She ask still staring her down.
"It's nothing."
"Is it me? Or my joke?" She look up.
"It's me Angie. I want it to be a special one for us now. Not like this anymore."
She frown at me.
"I am not sure about you. But until now it was just trying to work with you and s*x if I could get. But now I have to think." I say because I cannot tell her that I have really fallen for her.
I thought that it was the moment that I took her to my tree house but no it wasn't moment but her.
" Think what? "
I shrug.
" Okay. " she say before turning away from me and laying on the bed.
I did insult her.
I look at the condom in my hand.
Irony.
You don't have what you want at the moment. This packet seems irrelevant to me now. What is it with life?
I never wanted to be person of importance when I was in England. I hated it so I ran away. Now with Angie and rival Ethan I guess I want my ture identity.
I can fight for Angel then. Gracia. Ethan. They all won't be able to touch her then. But I am far from England. Ain't I?
You don't get what you want at the moment. It's bitter truth of life.
I turn to Angie and look at her small form. She is deep in thought. I am not sure if it's about what I did now or what her parents did to her. Or Ethan f*****g Ellsworth.
All I know is that she needs a comforter and maybe I can be one.
I pick the comforter and cover her and after few seconds slip beside her.
It take more of courage to wrap my arm around her waist and pull her into me. She don't resist.
Good sign.
I realese a relieved breath.
"I am sorry if I offended you by denying it."
She remain silent and still. My finger which was making patterns unconsciously on her waist got the consciousness and stop dead.
"You can." She say.
I can deny her. What?
"I didn't mean to offend you Angie in that moment. I-"
"You can caress my waist Ryan. Well I ask you to."
Oh.
"I liked it." She add and I start to caress her again.
"Good night Ryan. " She mumble.
I think about it and nothing of any short cone in my mind. I am blank. I am never like that. I know what I have do. I have always known when to get out of things. Or get into things.
But with people I guess I don't. How can I get totally into you Angelina.
"I will turn off the lights. Switch? " I say and get up.
"On your side of the bed."
I find it and flip the switch. Then turn the lights of the night lamp. I make myself comfortable on the bed and snug into her.
"Good night Angie." I say as I kiss her head and proceed to make patterns on her waist.
**
My eyes flutter open when something come up my chest with a force. It's Angie's hand. I can't stop laughing when I realize her leg is on top of mine hips. She gulp and position her head better on my shoulder.
I look at her serene face. Then I remember the night before. What if I had savoured her? What would it be like?
I am curious.
She move a bit and lay on the side with her hand and legs wide.
Wow.
This ungraceful sleep is sexy.
She is comfortable with me beside.
I look at the watch. It says 7 in the morning. I sjoukd get up and maybe cook her breakfast. Would she love it?
And then talk to Arthur about the matters. I blow a breath. Is Angie so important that I am thinking more of her than my self respect?
What will Arthur think of it? I shaje awy the thought.
Angel is still soundly sleeping and her only one arm is around me. I slowly pull myself away. I slip out of bed taking extra care to not disturb her. She move a bit but get comfortable again.
Finding my own comfort, I get to Angie's bathroom and do my chores. I laugh thinking what she would think about me using her toothbrush. It's interesting to know.
I take a quick bath and dress myself in the last night's cloth. I give her peaceful face another look before getting out.
"Shared the bed, huh?" I hear Bri. Now she is sounding very irritating.
"Nothing happened. And please don't talk to her about it. Okay?" I say.
"Well why I find an edge in your voice?" She enquire but there is light playful note in her voice.
"I am bit off."
Am I? I spent a night beside Angelina Hawthorne. The woman who has attracted me for long.
" Actually I was feeling good. Until I heard you. I am using your kitchen?" I say.
"Rude!"
"Whatever. You like waffles? I am making Angie some waffles. I love waffles. I make them quite good. " I banter. Taking off my coat I carelessly put it on her sofa.
"Wow. Go on. Well should I leave you two alone? And is everything good with her now?" She look at me.
No. It's not.
"Everything settled now. And I like the idea of you leaving us alone."
She shake her head, smile at me teasingly. She pick her office bag and her overcoat and get out.
"Have fun."
I begin to make her waffles and some coffee. And I am under pressure. Will she like this gesture?
Well leaving the bed for getting out is worst then this. At least it's keeping me occupied.
I am almost done making the waffles when I hear footsteps. She is up.
I look at the stairs. There she is. She is gorgeous.
"Good morning."
She smile and say, "Good morning."
Good start.
"Waffles." She say and satnd beside me in the counter.
"I hope you like it."
"I love waffles." she shake her head.
She take the knife and cut some pieces in the container itself. She eat it and make some cute sounds.
"Mmm.. Its nice."
"Thanks."
I smile at her. She stare me. And stare me some more. A little more.
And I wait for it.
"Well who are you Ryan Remirez?"
Here it is.
"I was a lost son of the far cousin of the king of England stolen by my father Arnold Remirez. Some twists then turns out I have a lot of property in my head that people are 'mercilessly' killing and playing each other for. My father was a sacrefical goat in it. He was a nice man. He stoke me and got me out of hay-ho. My family now is hell bent on getting the titles from my relations. My mother and brother I mean. I don't want it all. So I am here. And for that I have done some horrible things that I shouldn't. I didn't mean to it but I had to get myself out. "
She stare me and I pray she doesn't ask me more. I wait for so much more seconds for her to react.
" There is always more. "
" Well this is the most part that led to lot of things. " I say sounding so casual about it. But I was bombing from inside.
"Horrible things?"
"Yes."
Here it is.
"I killed somebody."
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