Knight

Chapter- Thirty Eight

ALONZO'S POV:

“What if I... ” she whispered and the next moment, I was held tightly by her, by my shirt, completely rapt into that magnetic beauty, that voice and her...

Without another word, she delicately slipped her lips over mine, breathing as she kissed me with all her strength and passion. No matter how intensely she tried to seduce me, pull me deeper in her kiss full of fire from her feelings and passion from her satisfaction, I kept myself in control. I'm not touching her now or even, tonight... She's absolutely blown away by the intoxication and anything that I do now, anything that she says yes to now, might not be the choice of her sane self.

Her kisses slowly paced down, breathing heavily, she opened her eyes slowly to look at me in complete misery, as if she's heart broken at me not responding to her devious act of enticement.

“You... You don't like me...?? I.. I'm sorry... You do-” she hitched on her breathe, trying her best to hold back her tears that were not hidden, shimmering through her huge eyes that were all swollen out of crying.

I held her face, straight to mine as couldn't help but confess,

“I fucking wish I could pin you down on this seat, holding you at my mercy as I told you exactly what I feel for you, show you exactly how much I mean every word of it, Baby. ” I couldn't help but touch her silky thighs, sliding her dress with each stroke I made on her skin.

“I want you to show me.. ” she bit her lip, innocently, whispering like she didn't just assert this bold sentence.

Nothing in me wanted to contain myself from taking her, right here, right now, other than my sane self. Yes I do want to own this beauty at my finger tips, at my touch, but I don't want to break her... I want her to submit to me, not under an influence whether it be alcohol or even herself.

I breathed, my erection aching to get free because of this little show my Blossom did for me. Fuck! This takes too much of self control to not respond to that heavenly voice that's dragging me its way. I wish I knew what to do to break this spell she has casted on me... Maybe it's too late to be even thinking about that.

“Aren't you going to show me... ”

Her voice breezed through my ears when I saw her lean down on my lap, grinding against my rock hard erection... Looking right in my eyes as she teased the soul out of me..

“Fuck..!! ” I held her by her waist, closing my eyes with my head swinging back on the seat. There's one last string of sanity still holding me, even though there's no image of what the next moment holds.

She's slowly setting me closer and closer to my edge, my edge when I loose my mind, my edge where all I think of is her, where all want is her... No! No! There's no way I'm thinking that.

“Blossom...” I grabbed her, bringing a pause to her teases. I must be the one with clear head but here I am, falling for it.

“Whyyy...??? Just say it... You don't like me... I think Layla was.. Right.. ” she lowered her eyes, hurt, accepting this as her defeat with her heart beat against me that told me how uneasy it made her.

“Layla's a bitch and... Blossom, you need to understand that sometimes we surrender our feelings just so that the one you love, doesn't get hurt.. ” I cupped her face, knowing well not even a word made its place in her head.

Her eyes grew a playful glow that alarmed me of something that I am going to deal with. She bit her lower lip as her fingers crawled over my hand, grabbing it and sliding it right over her drenched thongs. No way Alonzo! I'm not doing this.. But... Woah!... This feels amazing. She closed her eyes with a gasp the instance I felt it.