Dark hair,
whiskey eyes.
THE tension was thick between Meridia and Ghost as they walked towards an unknown destination. He was walking ahead of her, his face stone cold while his hand gripped onto the straps of his vest.
On the other hand, she was still thinking about the previous conversation with König, that soldier surely had taken her attention, she wasn't used to men complimenting her in such ways, she was always so reserved and quiet, keeping down her profile to not attract people to her.
Yet it seemed that the exact opposite happened, she was still unaware of Ghost's attraction towards her – a lustful and cursed one. "What the hell? Where are we even going?" She scowled, slowing down her steps as she was about to refuse to follow him any further. "Keep on following, sergeant." Ghost grumbled coldly, keeping his fast pace towards an exit that led directly to the parking lot of the private base.
Meridia cursed silently under her breath and sped up her steps, trying to catch up on him but his legs were much longer and his steps huge. God, how she wanted to strangle him.
"Are we seriously going to talk here?" She asked once they approached their Range Rover, Ghost leaning against it with his back and arms folded to his chest.
He kept his stone cold expression, eyes looking down at her as she just stood still, waiting for him to speak up about the 'serious' matter.
Finally, he heaved out a sigh and pushed himself away from the car, closing the gap between him and Meridia. She had to raise her head to look straight into his eyes, the unusual closeness making her nervous. "Is it necessary to get this close to just talk?"
She asked quietly with a frown.
"What did he tell you, Meridia?" Her name rolled down his tongue with an husky tone, teasing her with the slightest sensuality, "I'm sure as hell you overheard our conversation." She retorted annoyingly, folding her arms to her chest and squeezing her legs together as a sudden heat burst down her lower abdomen.
Hearing her name coming from him felt like another whole thing, something that lit up a dangerous fire in her.
"What. Did. He. Tell. You." He pressed his body against hers, his head lowering to keep the eye contact. Her eyes slightly widened, not expecting him to get this close, to invade her personal space after telling her harsh things about few days ago.
"None of your business." She grumbled, she didn't have any intention on giving him what he wanted. A low growl rumbled from his chest, his hand lifting to grab her chin between his index finger and thumb, keeping a gentle yet firm grip.
He made her tilt her head more, a tiny gasp escaping her, her face fully exposed to his sight. A quiet groan came out from him, though he wanted to stay away from her, he kept on feeling attracted like a magnet, she was fucking irresistible.
"He touched you, like this." He whispered roughly, his eyes dropping to her parted lips. Her chest rose and fell irregularly, heat rising to her cheeks, his intense gaze was making her feel so little and powerless, completely at his mercy.
"He invaded your personal space, just like this. And you let him do it."
He spoke like he owned her body and soul, he couldn't help but obsess secretly over her, she was a tempting and prohibited fruit that no one had to taste, except for him. She held the gates to heaven and he was the one who had the key.
To him, she felt pure, her taste unique and addictive, Meridia was his curse.
"You're getting worked up over nothing." She frowned and tried to shake away his grip on her, but he just tightened the grasp and pulled her face dangerously close to his. "Get in the car, Meridia." His words sent a tingling sensation down between her thighs, her eyes widening in realization.
"No?" She said with a bit of a cocking tone, a bitter laugh following right after, but his face remained serious and still. His other hand reached out to the handle of the door behind him, pulling it to open the car for her.
He let go of her chin and motioned her with his head to hop inside. She just sent him a glare, insulting him mentally in all the possible ways while getting inside, sitting on the other side.
Ghost joined her right after, closing the door and turning his head to her. "Come closer." He ordered roughly, parting his legs slightly to sit in a more comfortable position. Meridia was reluctant at first, but what use was it to always argue and come at the same end anyway?
With an exaggerated sigh, she scooted closer to him, but she never expected him to hook an arm around her waist and pull her right onto his lap, straddling him. "Ghost! What the fuck?!" She looked at him with wide eyes, her head screaming to get out of there but her body wanting to stay.
"You like getting other men's attentions?" He asked harshly, his hands gripping on her hips to keep her in place. "Fuck you." She snapped. How dare he?
"I'm not yours and I'll never be, stop acting like it!" She added with venom in her tone, her voice slightly raised.
At her words, Ghost let out an amused laugh, his chest vibrating against hers.
She just stared at him as if he had grown two heads, what the hell was he laughing for?
Once he stopped, he looked at her dead in the eyes, his face inching closer to hers bit by bit, until the tip of their noses barely touched. Her eyes closed for a moment, she didn't have the courage to face him when he was this close, "The moment I first laid my lips on you, doesn't matter where, you became mine." He growled lowly.
A shiver ran down her spine, making her arch her back slightly, "Don't get so ahead of yourself, I'm no one's." She retorted with a cocky tone, moving slightly as she wanted to get off of him, his hands still holding her still. "Let me go."
"Meridia." He called out, his voice coming out like a purr. She had to shut her eyes tightly, cursing to herself for having such effects from him. Something that felt wrong and at the same time exciting.
A hand left her hip to roll the bottom of his balaclava upwards, just enough to expose his lips. He slipped his hand into her silky hair, gripping delicately a fistful of her strands to make her tip her head to the side, exposing her neck.
A low humm rumbled from his chest, inching his face close to her skin to inhale her sweet scent. Meridia dug her teeth into her lower lip, suppressing a small whiney noise. She could feel his lips brush slightly against her sensitive skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Then, he pressed his lips firmly on a zone, before sucking greedily on it.
A surprised gasp escaped her, she didn't expect him at all to start such a thing with her, her head was screaming at her to push him away, to curse at him, but her body had fallen down completely at his mercy. Her eyebrows furrowed, her lower lip was bitten down to suppress further noises, and he seemed to have noticed.
He tightened the grip around her hair, tilting her head more to the back, his lips moving to kiss her throat slowly and roughly. Her back arched, her chest pressed up against his, "..Ghost." Her tone came out whiney, needy, desiring.
"Mhm?" He hummed, his lips reaching the collar of her uniform.
His hands traveled to the straps of her tactical vest, undoing them quickly to take it off of her and throw it on the front seats. He was so quick with his hands, already knowing what he wanted to take from her in that moment. The contrast of the cold outside and the heat radiating from their bodies made the windows fog up, his lips made their way to her jawline, his hand now squeezing her throat gently.
Meridia placed her hands on his shoulders, digging her fingers into the fabric of his uniform as his kisses sent strong shivers through her body, her head tipped to the back, small sighs falling from her lips. "Ghost." She whispered again, his hand pulling her close to his face, "What's my name, Meridia?" He whispered back, his lips barely brushing against hers as he spoke.
She opened her eyes and met his hazel ones, filled with lust and desire. Her gaze went down his lips, a sudden urge to claim them rising upon her. "Simon."
She whispered softly before his lips crashed right on hers, giving start to a passionate and hungry kiss. Her back arched, pressing her chest further against his, a thousand of butterflies exploded in her stomach.
He kissed her, savored her taste, ate her lips, he was growing more addicted as seconds passed. His tongue parted her lips, giving her a hard time to keep up with his eagerness, he started to explore every inch of her mouth, he wanted it all for his own. She opened her mouth more to let her tongue play with his, her breath ragged as she tried to keep up with his pace.
His hands lowered down to her thighs, squeezing them before slowly rising to her hips and to her tiny waist. She squirmed under his rough touch, she felt him grab the bottom of her shirt and lift it up slowly, his fingers caressing her soft skin on the way.
Their lips parted for a few seconds as he took off her shirt, now having her upper body fully at his mercy. A veil of blush fell on her face, once again she was naked, vulnerable in front of his eyes, the only difference being that they were completely sober.
His fingers caressed her sensitive skin slowly, reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra, pushing it off of her shoulders. A satisfied groan erupted from him, his hands immediately cupping her breasts and giving them a firm squeeze. Meridia gasped and she snuck a hand under his balaclava, wanting to grip onto his hair.
"Ah uh, sweet girl." He clicked his tongue and caught her wrist, bringing it to his lips to leave a lingering kiss. She narrowed her eyes at him, his lips igniting a fire in her that expanded all over her body and down to her core.
His other hand went to the zipper of her pants, pulling it down slowly while he left a small trail of kisses on her forearm, going up to her arm and to her bare shoulder. She slightly lifted up her hips to let him pull down her pants, a smirk growing on his lips, "Such a good girl for me.." He praised with his usual husk, his hand dipping inside her panties to finally caress her heavenly core.
He brushed a finger between her folds, making her squirm and humm sweetly out of pleasure. Her noises were as heavenly as her body, a suave melody to his ears. He played her just like an instrument, taking out of her the most beautiful and seductive melody.
He slipped a finger inside her, arching it upwards to steal a moan from her. "Oh my god." Meridia breathed out, tipping her head to the back as she pushed her hips against his hands, his finger delving deeper inside her.
He sucked in a breath when he inserted a second finger and she started grinding against them, curling her hips back and forth. Their foreheads pressed together, breathing each other's air, "Look at you, you're making a mess all over my fingers." He whispered roughly, "You're fuckin' mine. Is it clear?"
She was about to respond him but a few voices in the distance grabbed her attention, their heads immediately turning to the side to check. Price and the others were walking back to the car.
Meridia gasped and tried to climb off of Ghost, but he stopped her. He leaned forward to grab her shirt and vest and helped her dress quickly, still keeping her on his lap. "Stay still for me, sweet girl." He forced her to bury her face into the crook of his neck, his strong cologne filling her nostrils.