Who's Playing Who?! [6]

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"Can you open up for Christ sake?!" I heard Christian yell through the door. Ever since that little display at the pool, I couldn't exactly face him just yet. So I locked the door, knowing full well I was the only one trusted with the room key.


"No!" I yelled back, from my own bed, turning the T.V up loud, drowning the constant banging. It finally stopped. Well for a while and then I heard a few clicks and the door was now opened. I glared at the younger maid all flushed and heated. Asshole. He walked in smirking.


"Thanks Sophia." He winked at the maid and she scattered away with a blushed smile.


"You are such an asshole! Can't you tell I wanted to be alone?!" I shouted at him, throwing my pillow in his direction only to miss, hitting the back of the door.


"Too bad. I'm in the same room as yours. So deal with it." He grinned evilly and before I knew it, he was on top of me, trapping me. I tried shoving him off me, but the more I try, the more tighter his hold got. It didn't help that I was still in my bikini. I stopped abruptly when I noticed his eyes darken. No fucking way. I may be inexperienced in this kind of apartment. But I'm no fool to the lusty looks he gave me.


"Don't you dare" I growled lowly.


"Don't I dare to do what? This?" He smirked and started kissing down my neck and planting soft wet kisses in between my breasts. I could feel my shields crumble and give into his control. I moaned when he started rubbing my breasts with his hands.


"Christian?" I whispered huskily in his ears. I thought I felt him shiver on top of me. Shit. This is not good. Christian major player. Push him off! My mind was telling me what to do but I didn't have the strength to. Suddenly I felt him pull away. I looked up in confusion but he was only taking his damp shirt off. Damn. His body was divine. I'm a major sucker for body art and his tattoo just made me want him more. He smiled down at me before pulling me up against him, making me straddle him.


"You want me don't you?" He cooed in my ear, skilfully untying my bikini bra. When I didn't respond, he took advantage by kissing me passionately. And I realised too late that I was now topless. He rolled over so I was on top of him. I gasped when I felt something harden underneath his board shorts. I pulled away. Christian stared at me with hunger.


"What are we doing Christian?" I asked exasperated.


"Something right." He whispered softly, cradling my head in his sensual hands.


"This isn't right. I can't do this Blake" I whispered and could feel tears brimming. I felt like a fool. After the beach, I thought I could stop what I was feeling for him. But after being here for just a couple of hours, I'm just as messed up and confused.


"Hey don't say that." Christian sat up, with me in his lap.


"It's not right."


"Just be with me for now. When we get back, you can be with or Blake or me. I just feel like you're with the wrong guy."


"What is that supposed to mean?"


"Blake isn't right for you and you know it."


"He's been there for me Christian. In a way you couldn't. He's my..."


"Best friend." He finished, unfazed with my statement.


"Boyfriend, Christian. He's my boyfriend and already I'm cheating on him with you."


"You're not cheating."


"Yes I am. By being with you." I said letting a single tear drop. I leaned my forehead against his.


"Then be with me." He whispered. I shook my head no, to his crazy suggestion, knowing full well, that he was likely to get bored with me and chuck me out like yesterday's trash. Just when he was about to voice his opinion, my phone went off. I knew exactly who it was. I looked over at the bedside table. I pulled out of Christian's arms but he refused to let go, just cradling me.


"Let go."


"No." He spoke with finality. So I let my phone ring until it stopped.


"That was Blake."


"I don't care. You're mine. For now. And when you realise I'm meant to be with you, then I'll be waiting. No matter what." He said with determination. He pulled me into his arms, laid down on his side with me facing him. I didn't care about my own nudity. I felt safe and secure in his arms. I nodded.


"So you want to tell me why you're with him anyway?" I knew what he was talking about. I told him the truth.