Chapter 6

Nyla

I opened my eyes to see Heinrich. I was wrapped in his embrace, as my head was gently resting on his chest. God, for a man who's not a fan of affection, this was beautifully intimate.

As I stirred, his hold became tighter and his eyes fluttered open, while a sweet moan left my mouth.

How could this man look this sexy just by opening his eyes? Heinrich's right hand traveled oh so gently from my ass up to my cheek and like the greedy goddess I'd become for him, I pressed my cheek into his hand, our eyes never leaving each other's. There was no such thing as time as the limo drove through traffic.

When I was younger I wondered how Belle could fall for the Beast after he shut her out. But staring at his somber expression, I can see it. I see the love, the pain, and the fear. Is it safe to say he mirrors me? Everything he feels in this moment, I feel and possibly more.

I place a kiss into his palm and I saw the cuts and bruises across his hand.

"That's not from him."

"What did you do, punch a window or something?" I said as I examined his hand, but he wasn't the least bit concerned.

"A mirror."

"Heinrich," I said as I took his hand to my mouth and kissed it.

"Nyla, I'm fine. It's nothing."

"I don't want to see you hurt." I heard my own voice crack because had I stayed and not been with Sullivan, this wouldn't have happened. Tears formed and started pouring down my cheeks. How did a person thank somebody for saving them?

"Neither do I, at least not in this way." Heinrich took my hands to his mouth and kissed them and I felt my heart skip a beat. "I'm taking you back to Chicago, we have some unfinished business."

I was opening my mouth to speak when his mouth captured my mouth in a demanding kiss. I felt my heart stutter as I wrapped my arms around his neck, my body melting into him as he pressed closer, pushed deeper, the kiss hot and all-consuming. I felt myself pleading for more as Heinrich's big hands reached into my leggings and my bare pussy.

"That's a good girl," Heinrich spoke his praise against my lips as he felt me bare.

"I know how to follow the rules, Sir."

His fingers found my slick, wet lips and I moaned into his mouth. Then, just as quickly as I was feeling pleasure, I instantly felt a rush of pain to my clit.

"Ohhhhhh." I said as I bit down on to his lip.

"This is mine. I don't give a fuck what happens. You run away from me again, you better be prepared to fight. Do you fucking understand?"

"Yes Sir, I-I understand."

"Did you fuck him?"

Heinrich spoke his words in a deep growl that I could feel vibrating through me. I couldn't lie, but how I wish I could. Our eyes were locked and the pressure returned to my clit and I groaned in sweet agony.

"I'm going to get you a clamp if you keep this up."

"Yes. I did, but I wished it was you," I said as he continued to apply pressure to my nub. "Heinrich, I missed you and I thought-"

"So you thought you could fuck me out of your memory?" He said as I squirmed as the pressure was building from everywhere. "Goddess, there's no one who could fuck me out of your memory." Heinrich placed a languid lick to the naked flesh of my neck.

"I know that now, sir, but I needed to forget." I said breathlessly.

"Did you forget?"

I felt the words he spoke as they went straight to my heart. I took in a breath and stared into the grey eyes that I prayed for, for weeks.

"No, you're unforgettable."

I felt the pressure subside from my clit and the car came to a stop, right along with my heart. Heinrich stared into my eyes and I heard the words he wanted to speak, I felt them and I breathed them in. I knew it was going to take time, but I'm not afraid of time, I'm afraid of losing him. I took my hands, ran them through his hair and then pulled him into me.

My lips and his were a lethal combination, the way that they connected. I could live in moments like this forever.

"Should I continue driving?"

Heinrich and I parted and I felt a loss. I felt the loss of him and his mouth.

"That's up to the lady here."

"I want to shower," I said my words as I held onto him for dear life because that's what I'd been doing while we were apart, I had held him in my heart."Sir, I want to shower with you."

"Here is fine," Heinrich spoke, never taking his eyes from mine and I felt the light slap from the elastic of my leggings as he removed his hand.

I didn't realize the heat to my skin until I exited the limo and I took in a breath of the New York air. I shuddered when I felt Heinrich's large hand at the small of my back. I felt the dominance and power he exuded, but most of all I felt that he cares.

Heinrich and I walked through the lobby and I watched all the women eye-fucking him. The man is sexy as sin and he knows it. Of course, I look like hell, but the way he looked down at me meeting my gaze, I felt like I was in my Sunday's best.