When Desire Takes Over

Gabrielle’s POV

"You...what are you doing here?" I asked, my voice a bit slurred due to the drinks.

He began walking towards me, and I raised my head to stare at him. For the first time since I met him, he was dressed casually in jeans and a white Henley shirt that still showed his bulging muscles. His hair was stylishly ruffled to give him a sexy out-of-bed look. I couldn't help swallowing a little. His face was hard and a cold glint showed in his eyes.

"What were you thinking?" He growled low in his throat. I should be scared, but stranger, I wasn't.

"What do you mean?"

"Here. What are you doing in a place like this?"

I sighed as I shifted my face away from him, it's not like something was wrong with this place, was there?

"Nothing. I just wanted to have some fun...is there anything wrong with that?"

His eyebrows furrowed, his lips pressed in a grim line, as if trying to suppress his emotions but his stormy eyes betrayed him.

"Not if you're dressed like that and in this state."

I looked down at myself, and I thought I looked good. What was his problem?

"Hey, there is nothing wrong with the way I am dressed. You may not like it but that doesn't mean it's bad, okay? Now move out of my way, I have to get to the bathroom."

I took a step, hoping he would move away, but I only heard a sigh, and the next thing I knew, I was up in the air, my body nestled comfortably across his chest. That cleared my head real quick.

"W..what are you doing?" What is wrong with him? Doesn't he know who he is and what he's doing right now? I struggled to get down but his strong arms only tightened around me.

"I'll advise you to stay still. You might not like what I'll do to you." He growled, his words laced with a threat. My breathing got a bit harsher as a strange sense of excitement consumed me. I watched his face quietly, my eyes flicking to his hair, wondering what it would feel like on my fingers.

"And what will you do to me, Mr Voss?" My voice sounded soft and sensual.

A low growl rumpled in his chest as he stared straight at me, his ocean eyes shining bright with ferocious desire. I suddenly wanted him to reach his limits. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or my dark desires talking but right now I didn't care.

"Do you really want to know, Gabriella?"

Ohh...I loved the way he growled my name. It senses a warm rush into my body. Fuck this. Today I'm going to be daring. So I leaned closer until my lips were right across his ears, his body became stiff and tense.

"Take me to your room, Mr. Voss."

As if in a blur, he rushed out of the bar, still carrying me. I found myself in the passenger side of his car and then he got in. But before I could say anything, he grabbed my lips and locked me in with a long, drawn-out, ferocious kiss. I couldn't help moaning into his mouth and letting my hands run across his hard body. When we finally separated for air, he licked his lips, his eyes dark and still focused on my lips. My body felt on fire and the only sound in the car was our breathless panting.

"Hurry." I pleaded, my hands fisted on my lap. He nodded sharply and drove like a madman to his place. It all happened so fast, I found myself naked and on his bed, his hot lips intent on my breasts as he sucked hard on the nipples. My body bucked and arched wildly as his large hands roamed my body and explored my lady parts.

"Put it in." I almost sobbed as my hands frantically tugged on his huge member.

"As you wish." He murmured then took my lips in his again.

White light burst in my vision when I finally felt him inside me, my scream was swallowed by his mouth.

"I'm going to make sure you never think of any man again." He growled into my ears, his voice urgent. I didn't care or think about what he said. I just wanted more pleasure.

"Whatever you say."

Morning came and I sat mortified as I stared at Aiden. He was still asleep and his chest rose up and down in succession.

"What have I done?" I grabbed a fistful of my chestnut hair as I groaned. "Why did you get yourself drunk, you idiot?"

My mouth still felt bitter from yesterday's drinking spree. Oh well. I shook my head hard. I have to get out of here before he wakes up, it's already bad enough for me. I mean, I'm not even divorced yet and I already slept with someone else. My soon-to-be ex-husband's uncle, for that matter.

"Arrrgh! Kill me please." I mumbled under my breath as I stood up with difficulty, my legs certainly weak from the vigorous exercise he put me through. Carefully, I dressed in my short dress and held my heels in my hands while tiptoeing towards the door with light steps. I placed my hand on the doorknob, about to twist it when a deep voice spoke behind me.

"And where do you think you are going to?"

Shit. I froze, not turning back because I refused to see his face. My face was burning hot with shame, and my hand tightened on the doorknob.

"I'm going back home."

"Without even a goodbye?" His voice taunted and teased me but I still didn't turn back.

I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Can you accept that what happened last night was nothing but a mistake and go on as if nothing happened, Aiden?"

He hesitated. "Why?"

"Because..." I bit my lips, not knowing what to say.

Should I say because I am still married, or because he's my husband's uncle? This is hopeless. I just shook my head and walked out, my eyes ahead and my ears closed because I don't know what I'll do if he calls me back.

To be continued…