Page 6 of Blazing Desires
I don’t need to turn to confirm that she’s followed my order, because I can tell she’s stock-still—the only sound in the hallway is this bastard’s heavy mouth breathing, no footsteps to speak of.
“Ow! What the fuck, man? Let me go!”
His voice grates against the inside of my mind. I will happily snap his neck right here for that annoying fucking voice alone.
“Don’t. Ever. Fucking. Touch. Her.”
I enunciate each word in his ear as I pull his arm higher up his back with the promise of pure violence. He screams as I twist his arm higher, and I bathe in the satisfaction of causing him pain.
Get the fucking message now, you prick?
“Yes, okay man! Whatever! Just let me go!”
He sounds like he’s on the verge of tears. How pathetic.
“Yes, what?”
“I won’t touch her, I promise!”
Yep, tears are coming. I drop his arm and spin him to face me, I smooth out his ill-fitting cheap suit like a friend would do before a big event, acting as if nothing had just happened. I brush off non-existent lint a little too aggressively to be considered friendly.
“There, that wasn’t hard, was it Noel?”
I smirk, turning to Davina. “Let’s go.”
Her lips twitch like she’s fighting a smirk herself. Her eyes briefly meet mine and twinkle with amusement. The hassle of showing that fucker up just to get a sparkle back in those eyes is priceless. I vow to myself that I will try and pull as many of those looks from her whenever I can. I’m hoping I’ll give her a reason to one day aim a full-blown smile at me. My dick hardens at the thought of that, something I’m quickly getting used to it doing around her as my desire for her builds again.
Being alone with her is going to be an exquisite type of torture.
She turns, moving along the hall, and my eyes follow the way her hips sway with each step. She’s so fucking sexy without even trying. Stopping a few paces away, Davina makes to turn, clearly wondering why I’ve allowed so much space between us. It spurs me into action, and I finally pull myself from the trance her delicious ass had lulled me into.
Not wanting her to catch me outright staring at that glorious behind, I take two large strides, my legs eating up the distance to be back by her side and walking ahead of her again. She follows close behind me the whole way back to her room with that snivelly cunt four paces behind as promised.
I catalogue every detail as we make our way back. The whole time I’m ignoring my rock-hard dick rubbing against my zipper as the sway of her hips and ass plays in my mind. Over and over and over again.
And it’s only day one.
Chapter 3
A Violent Caress
Davina
One minute I’m preparing myself for another berating—and beating—from my father, and the next I’m staring at Adonis himself.
Blaze.
Such a sexy name to go with his strong body and brooding aura. I’ve been having an out-of-body experience ever since my eyes landed on the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen. I can’t stop the intrusive thoughts of giving in and climbing him, riding his cock until I scream his name.
I thought my father was a scary man, but Blaze makes him look like a teddy bear in comparison. When he threw Noel against the wall, manoeuvring him like a ragdoll, he’d moved with the fluid grace of a panther.
I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
It was fucking brilliant to see Noel put in his place in front of my father's protection detail. I’ll be revelling in that moment every time I see his ugly face. It’ll be worth the extra vitriol he’ll spew at me whenever he gets the chance.
The walk back to my room is silent. Nobody says a word, but I can sense the tension from both guys butting against each other,with me in the middle. Blaze’s back muscles are pulled tight and tense as he surveys the area with every step he takes.
I’m drained from the events of the last twenty minutes, but my heart rate still picks up the closer we get to my room. I’ve got to be alone with him, twenty-four seven. I take a slow breath in and back out, trying to ease the panic.
