TRAPPED IN YOU (English)

Chapter 7

(JOY)

I THOUGHT I will never see James again. Or even if we see each other, I thought he will act like we don’t know each other. As if nothing happened between us. As if he didn’t make me come in the middle of the dance floor, with a crowd of people around us.

One month has passed. I thought that night was just a dream. That maybe I just hallucinated. But then, my body keeps on reminding me of what James and I did. After that night my body always craves for his touch. My skin is so sensitive. Just a slight friction can arouse me. Everyday I felt on edge and unusually hot. In short, I was so horny. The days that passed by were pure torture.

Just when I felt like I will die if I can’t have a taste of his kiss and touch again, James appeared.

It was evening. I was just about to go home after closing the boutique where I work. He was waiting for me outside, leaning at the side of his car. My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. My body automatically reacted when our eyes met. And when he smiled at me, heat washed over me.

He brought me to a fine-dining restaurant. He ordered wine. He asked me to order anything I want but I didn’t think I will get anything down. I was so tensed and excited to see him again. So I declined his offer.

James was relaxed and casual, as if we just met yesterday. He drank his wine leisurely and without any hurry. On the other hand I wasn’t able to keep calm in my seat. I knew he was aware of what I was feeling. I saw it in the glint of his eyes.

He drank his wine then smiled. “Why are you not drinking? You don’t like red wine?”

I glanced down at the glass of wine he poured me. But I didn’t touch it. My hands were tightly curled into fists on my lap.

“Or do you want something else?” James lowered his wine glass. Then he leaned to me until our faces were only inches apart. “Tell me what you want, Joy.”

My eyes went down to his lips. I can’t think of anything other than the need to feel those lips again. I want him to kiss me, a soft romantic kiss that will make my knees turn to jelly. I want a kiss that will give me butterflies in my stomach. Just the thought of that kiss already made me caught my breath. I can’t take my eyes off his lips.

James smiled. “Is that what you want?”

I blinked. “I haven’t said anything yet.”

He lifted one hand and softly touched my cheek. “I knew this will happen. I know it even if you don’t tell me.”

“Y-you know?”

His smile grew wider. “I know what you want. A kiss? A touch?” He leaned even closer than before. His lips softly grazed my cheek before it reached my ears. My eyes closed as his hot breath touched my skin. “For the past weeks, did you replay in your mind that night when we were in the middle of the dance floor? When I made you come with my fingers?” he asked seductively.

Heat washed over me. My n*****s hardened and liquid fire slid down between my legs. I sighed and answered, yes.

James’ lips were still in my ear so I felt him smile. “Did the memory make you ache? Did you lie in bed at night and crave for my touch?”

I pressed my thighs together. He softly kissed my ear. Then his lips slid down my cheek until it reached the side of my mouth. His hot breath was intoxicating, a combination of mint and wine. “Did you fantasize about me? How wet do you get every time you think of me? Answer me, Joy.”

“Yes,” I whispered. “Yes, I ache. Yes, I crave for you. And yes, I fantasize about you,” I admitted. I am so close to screaming, take me!

“What kind of fantasy? Did you imagine a romantic dinner, sweet kisses, slow and soul-shattering s*x?” His hand was touching my neck when he asked that.

I nodded. My lips opened, waiting for him to finally kiss me there.

But James didn’t kiss me. “That’s too bad,” he said.

I opened my eyes. Our gazes met.   

“I don’t do romantic s*x. It bores me.”

I was dismayed. Hurt. “Oh.” I was about to get away from him when his hand that was still in my neck tightened its hold.

“When I take you, I will not worship you. You’d be used and f****d. My pleasure will come first before yours. And you will enjoy every minute of it. If you just said you fantasize about darker desires such as bondage and pain, I can even give it to you here. I will make you come, right here. Because I know that is what your body is craving for.”

My heart thundered in my chest. When he leaned down to press his lips in my jaw, my mind clouded with desire.

“Now that you know what kind of appetite I have when it comes to s*x, do you still want to get involved with me, Joy? Are you still wet for me? Do you still want to play with me?” he said in an enticing tone.

I took a deep breath. I tried to clear my mind. Despite my lust, a screaming warning was still ringing in my head. James Salgado might be the most handsome man I had ever met. He might be sexy as sin. But he is also dangerous. He was like a devil incarnate and if I give in, he will drag me to hell.

“I just want to ask something,” I whispered, trying to clear my mind.

“What is it?”

“When we met at the fashion show after party, you knew my name. I didn’t introduce myself to you that night.”

James smiled. I gasped when he kissed my neck. Then he answered, “Of course I know you. I’ve known you for a while now. I always see you in Anton’s boutique. How can I not notice someone so pretty?”

My heart fluttered because of his revelation. I was touched. My romantic side ignored the warning inside my head. “I want…”

“Yes?”

I swallowed. “I want you.”

James grinned. He leaned back so he can look me straight to my eyes. “Good girl.”