Chapter 10

I felt like the words got stuck in my throat. I tried talking but nothing came out, just air .My throat felt itchy and dry. I opened and closed my mouth several times , feeling like a fish pulled out of the water and out of its element.

" You have nothing to say?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

He looked exactly how I remembered him. Handsome, white and masculine. His biceps looked bigger than before, I bet I could not wrap my hands around them. Something looked different about him, he had a different haircut that made him look younger than he actually was. But some things don't change like the familiar smirk on his face, a smirk that used to feel me with anticipation.

My eyes were taken captive by his blue eyes. The eyes that I used to get lost in for hours and hours in the past. Sometimes I felt like he could see right through my soul and see everything I was trying so hard to hide from others . I couldn't look away from him as time felt insignificant in this new world we were in. We both didn't have the will power to break the connection.

Something in us snapped and now it was a fight for control, for dominance and whoever looked away was the looser. I might look small but I would never back down from a fight. We both fought for dominance and I was winning until I looked away. I couldn't bare to leave myself vulnerable like that. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul and I was sure mine had plenty to say. I was not going to let this person who did more damage than good see the hurt that I endured.

My gaze drifted lower to his neck, I used to love laying my head on the crook between his neck and his shoulder at night. It felt comfortable as his chin rested on my head. We could talk about everything from our hopes and dreams to our fears but now all it reminded me of was how stupid I was. How I was so clouded by love to make a better judgement.

His large shoulders were covered by a suit. I have seen him in more suits than any other type of clothing but it did help that he looked attractive in them. The suit did very little to hide his sculpted body. He had the body of a Greek god. My gaze went lower to his waist ,thighs and lastly to his feet in Italian leather shoes.

His sense of style hasn't changed much after all this time. Bringing my gaze back to his face, I found him studying me as well. His gaze started from my head all the way to my feet leaving a warm feeling wherever it touched.

He was barely hiding how attractive he found me or maybe that was the point. His tongue licked his lower lip slowly as he checked me out. What was that? Did he think I would give into him ? How stupid and naïve does this guy think I am?

I took a step back away from his large frame. He was crowding me, occupying all the space and air , all I could smell was his cologne and the aftershave that I used to like. I closed my eyes and took a sniff ,yap, like a love sick puppy and it was euphoric. That scent used to relax me in the past. Past ,he was my past and I intended to keep it that way.

He took a step forward while I took another step back. This was a cat and mouse game ,I was the mouse and he was the cat ready to devour me, it's prey. The last step I took was stopped by a wall. I had no where left to run as he moved forward.

He casually placed his left hand on the wall caging me further with a grin on his face. This was his plan all along. I was trapped. If I was not so focused on admiring him, I could have noticed that I was heading for a dead end. Again I lost because I was focused in the wrong thing. And why did he have that annoying grin on his face? I wish I could slap it off and get rid of it

He raised his free hand to touch my cheek and I slapped it off. In what universe could he possibly think that I would let him touch me ever?

I crossed my hands on my chest ,took a deep breath in as I mustered all the courage I could get.

" What do you want Marcus?" I asked with an annoyed expression on my face.

He must have know that I would not let him anywhere near me. This asshole thought he owned the world and all of us in it, well not me.

" You" he stated and I gasped in astonishment.

" I don't want you" I retorted

" Darling, but you do. I noticed how much you were staring at me" he shrugged like that was an invitation.

" I was looking at the masterpiece behind you. Didn't you notice it?" I asked rolling my eyes.

I needed to calm myself and speak as confidently and calmly as I could. If he sensed any weakness he could use it against me.

" Is that what we are calling it nowadays" he teased.

" What do you want Marcus? I want to go back to the party" I said trying to move away from him, only for him to cage me further .

I felt like an animal that was caught by a hunters trap and I couldn't escape.

" I want you and by the time I am done, you will agree with me"

" I don't want you. "

" You can try to hide it but you and I both know you can't resist me" he growled.

That was hot. That animalistic growl that came from deep in his abdomen made me wet my panties. He was right about one thing, I still wanted him but that doesn't mean that he can have me. I straightened my back and stared deep in his eyes.

" I have moved on with someone else and so have you"

His face was replaced by a confused expression for a second before he frowned .

" Who is this man?" He demanded

" No one you should know about. As you can see, I am taken . Go back to your fiancé" I commanded

" Never. You belong to me" he growled pushing me towards him, again making me release a fresh gush of cream.

" What don't you get? I belong to someone else" I demanded trying to push him away from me.

He took this opportunity to grab both my hands in his and place it over my head. Shit, this was a compromising position. I couldn't move as he got closer and covered my body with his.

" You are mine! Mine!!" He said before putting his mouth on mine.

At first I didn't respond as I was confused and he started sucking and nibbling on my lower lip forcing me to respond. I allowed entry into my mouth and we both moaned at the union. His tongue explored my mouth . Our kiss was hungry and possessive getting us more heated .

We kissed for a few minutes before we separated to get some air. Our chest were heaving as we took deep breathes. I don't know when and how it happened but our foreheads were touching. Our eyes locked and he fixed me with his gaze.

I must admit that I missed him immensely. He was the first person I ever loved whole heartedly even though it ended in a disaster.

" You see, you still belong to me." He whispered

" No I don't" I insisted

" Your mouth says no but your body says yes" he concluded

With that being said, he used his other hand to trail a finger on my lips slowly and sensually. My tongue dated out to lick his finger and he drew a sharp breath of air.

He trailed his finger down my neck to the valley between my breast and stopped there. My body was doing the exact opposite of what my mind was saying. My mind was crying for my body to control itself but it was reacting to him and was hungry for his touch.

It wanted to be touched more and in one place in particular. It was yearning for him. He moved my top down, exposing my small breast.

" Mmh no bra" he moaned " as perfect as I remember them"

His finger circled my areola before pinching my nipple, earning a gasp from me. He continued this torture for a while before he popped my nipple in his mouth. My breath grew labored as my nipples stood erect and eager for his mouth.

He growled as he suckled and bit on it. I tried getting my body in control but it was loosing battle. My body wanted him, it wanted to be taken by him. It had a mind of its own.

My mind was no different. I couldn't think clearly, all I wanted was for this feeling to never end. And the only way to do that was through him. He released my nipple and blew cold air on it, making me shiver.

His mouth replaced his finger as he kissed me lower and lower to my bellybutton then my waist before he stopped there. He brought his head back to stare at me.

" You want me as much as I want you" he declared.

I couldn't refute his claims as I was trying so hard to control my traitor body. I shook my head to clear the fog that was preventing me from thinking. This was a game to him and I was the prize.

" Leave me alone Marcus" I whispered softly

" And why would I do that?" He asked caressing my hip .

He brought his body closer to mine, showing me how much he desired me. His massive erection rested on my thigh and it took everything in me not to rub it . If he wanted to show me that I still desired him, he already achieved that.

His free hand moved slowly from my hip to the slit at the side of my skirt. His hand traveled higher and higher as I squirmed until it rested on my panties.

" As responsive as I remember"