Chapter 104

"Bella..."

"No. I'm sane. It's not my emotions talking"

"You need nutrition, Bella. You sat under the sun full day long without a drop of water. You must be starved"

"James McKenzie, I'm telling you this once. Yes, I'm starved... for you. I want you. I need you. Now. Are you going to do anything about it?"

James smiled at me. Not the sarcastic ones or half-tipped ones. No. He gave a full-blown smile. My gut clenched in an enticing way. His smile... It's like watching the sun peek through the clouds after a week-long storm.

"My sweet Bella. Your wish is my command," I gave a shy smile. "But not before I feed you," he burst my bubble with that.

He put his finger on my lips, stopping my protest from leaving.

"I will make you mine Bella moi. Make no mistake. There is no doubt about it. But first, your body needs nutrition for what I have in mind. You need your energy to keep up," James whispered with a heated gaze, blazing me from inside out. I like the sound of it.
"Oh," is the only intelligent response I can muster.

He then held my hand in his and guided me into his house.

I prepared myself not to flinch when the memories of that unforgettable day would assault me. But no such thing happened. With James standing beside me, I felt safe. Safe and secure. I only felt a slight unease like stepping foot in a guest's house. Not the full-blown assault I was expecting. This... I can deal. Hopefully.

He took me to the left into the huge kitchen that had all the machines a chef could only imagine and sat me on the stool near the island, facing the counter.

"What happened to Agatha?" I asked noting her absence and for filling the silence. Since she is feeling better, I thought she would come here often.

Instead of answering me, he placed a plate of cold meat, some bread, and cheese before me.
He followed suit with his own food, sitting beside me.

"Eat," he gestured with his fork.

I tentatively took the first bite, feeling shy eating before him. The taste burst inside my mouth. Wow! Shedding my inhibitions, I dig into the meal as if I was starved for 2 days.

After I felt like I could eat like normal people without saliva dripping from my mouth, I chanced a look at James.

His eyes are fixed on me as if transfixed at my ability to inhale the food in seconds. My cheeks turned red. He must be thinking even pigs eat slower than me. At least he didn't show his astonishment out loud.

My eyes focused on my plate, I stammered "what?"

"You surprise me, Bella," he said with intensity, grazing his knuckles on my left cheek.

"Surprised that I can compete with a pig in an eating competition?" I cracked, giving an awkward chuckle.

"No... surprised that a woman who can demand me to take her now is blushing red for eating food before me"

"Well... I'm not like those stick-thin models who breathe food instead of eating them," I bit the corner of my lower lip.

James's eyes zeroed on my lower lip. His thumb released my lip from the hold and slowly traced my lips as his heated gaze met my eyes.

"I'm glad you are not"

My heart galloped like a mad horse ready to spring free from the chains of my body. I'm about to combust.

"I...I..."

He moved the glass nearer to me with his left hand.

"Drink"

I took the glass with my shivering hands and gulped, all the while his eyes never leaving my gaze.

"I... I need to use the washroom," I squeaked. Though I sprang upon him and demanded that he take me now as he said, I need a moment to prepare myself. It's not every day a girl loses her virginity after experiencing so many emotions in such a short time.

Also, I stink. What with all the sweat I gathered under the sun. Even if he didn't notice, I can't stop wrinkling my nose from the odor.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Bella... we don't have to do anything you are not comfortable with," James said, cocking her head.

"NO!!! I mean... I want to. Do it. Now. But... I need a shower. If you haven't noticed I smell," I said color marring my cheeks.

A slow smile spread across his face. He is enjoying my discomfort.

"You can use the one on the first floor. Take left, second room"

"Oh... okay," I mumbled as I took the dishes and placed them in the dishwasher.

"I will... I will be in a minute," I mumbled, awkwardly ticking my hair behind my ear.

"Take your time Bella moi. I can wait," James said, leaning behind in the chair, giving the impression of relaxation. But I can tell, he is far from relaxed. He is like a lion on the prowl who knows he has a sure kill.

I scurried past him, my heart at lightning speed as I climbed the steps.
The room is his. Every nook, every corner, I can smell his cologne. His scent. Bedsheets are neatly tucked to the sides of his immaculate bed. It's dark-themed. Black and red play a major role in the decor.

I quickly entered the shower and scrubbed myself clean, giving special attention to my legs and arms. Thank God, I shaved them yesterday.

With my hair dripping wet, I wrapped myself with the towel from his shelf. I then realized that I don't have any clothes to wear.

I bit my lip in indecision, standing before the mirror.
My cheeks are flushed with excitement. My eyes sparkling. Water drops clung to my body, trailing through my cleavage.

I squared my shoulders and entered the bedroom to see James sprawled on the bed in track pants. And only them.

He too took a shower. I gulped, my eyes trailing the muscles on display. His torso is... transcendent, impressive, striking. Take a pick.

Dwayne Johnson has nothing on his muscles. James tucked his hands behind his head, his leg one over the other, casually gazing at the ceiling. At my entrance, he transformed his gaze to me or rather my body.

His eyes traveled along with the drops. I gulped as I did the same with his body. He has a happy trail... a happy trail leading to a glorious part of his body, which if I'm not wrong is giving me a standing ovation.

"James," I whispered, as heat pooled from my core.

I can already feel myself getting wet, making my body ready for his taking.
"Come here," he extended his hand.

I walked with my jelly legs; afraid I may fall face down. He circled my waist as soon as I'm within reach. With my clumsy legs which failed to support me, I landed on top of him.

"Umpff"

James smirked at my blush. He then without missing the eye contact, carefully tucked my towel.
I held my breath in anticipation, some part of me fearing he may not like what he saw. But I don't have to worry.

James smiled and whispered, "beautiful," in my ear.

"Let me see Bella moi. I want to see all of you"

With my eyes downcast, I let him remove the towel, for the first time, getting completely naked before a male. He is not any male though. He is James. My James.

"I'm lucky to have you in my life. Don't ever leave me Bella moi. Promise me you will never leave me," James said, his lips a fraction above mine. Almost there, but not yet touching. His breath tingled my skin. His scent blurring my senses.

"I... I promise," I whispered just as James kissed the life out of me, swallowing my vow into his mouth.

His hands ran over my body, his mouth demanding, his touch crazed. An urgency gripped both of us.

"Please," I begged him, “I don't know what I'm begging him for. But I need this... more than anything.

"You are mine Bella moi. This is mine. Say it"

"Yes... yes, James. Only you. I'm yours," I moaned as he made my breasts his favorite meal. Pleasure intensified. Without my knowing, I fall through the pinnacle, my body jerking with the release.

"I can't... I can't stop it," James grunted his thickness near my entrance.

"No James. I want you. All of you. I need this," I said vehemently, my hands tucking his hair.
"I can be rough"

"I don't care. Take me any way you want," I said, my nails biting his back.
"Bella"

He grunted as he entered me in one thrust. In spite of my biting lip, a pained moan slipped past me.

James kissed my lips hard. Soon, the pain turned to pleasure, once again making my body ready for another release. His hips moved, reaching the dark places in my body, bringing them alive.

Our bodies danced to the music only we could hear, the smell of sweat and sex coating us. His hard member is wet with my juices as he plays with me, running through my opening and slipping inside. It became too much.

Our bodies fit like a perfect puzzle as he slammed into me, his muscles flexing.

James's pace increased, his hands kneading my breasts as he thrust one last time, spilling his life essence into me just as I arched and gave into the pleasure myself.

Liquid pooled my thighs. James, knowing his body weight, turned and carefully tucked me to his side. Both of us panting, we lay there.

In the aftermath, a thought niggled me.

"Oh my god!! James, we forgot protection"