I want you

“You shouldn’t be here” I Said when I finally found my voice.

Christian didn’t say a thing but instead he just lets out a little laugh and then stretched his hands to me.

He wants to take me out on a ride.

Without hesitation or even thinking about it , I took his hands as we both started walking out of the house.

His bike was packed just outside and he had the second helmet with him which he gave me and I placed it on without questioning.

It was past midnight and the weather was cold but somehow when I stood close to him , I didn't get cold.

When Christian started his bike, he moved a bit closer to me making sure I felt his heat and his body close to mine.

I felt the adrenaline going through me at the moment , I didn’t know what to say or to do.

Somehow when he left me three days ago I wondered why?

I wondered if the marriage contract didn’t hold anymore and somehow even though it was fake, I badly wanted it to be real.

Christian was weird but somehow I wished to be closer to him in ways that I wouldn’t imagine.

This time he didn’t stop at any empty gas station but when I saw the house I knew it was his.

I could help but notice the flowers and the swimming pool in front of the glass house that was kind of isolated from the town.

Christian came down from the bike and I did too.

I walked ahead with him as he got into the apartment that had the most beautiful design that I had ever seen.

Christian took the stairs while I walked behind him as he led me to the room.

There was just a kingside bed in the room with the couch and the interiors to make it look good.

Did you break into Mia’s house and how long have you been watching me sleep?I asked him as we entered.

Christian doesn't say a thing , but instead he just smiles and then drops his bike key on the couch.

“I would be back”

He walked out of the room leaving me behind.

When he left, all I could think of was what I was doing here. I looked at my phone that I had grabbed with me and it was already 1am in the morning.

I know I shouldn't be here, I know that I should have called the police when I saw him in my room , he broke in.

The fact that he saw me at the bar and acted like he didn’t know me still hurts like hell but he made that up to me by coming to get me.

I didn’t know how long I had been laying there waiting for whatever my husband wanted to do with me but when he entered again.

I moved slightly on the bed, his body was wet and the towel he tied hung dangerously low around his waist, I could literally see his waist line from where I was.

I closed my eyes, the tension breaking up inside of me as my heart began to race at the thought of what he would do to me.

I was alone with Christian , my ex-husband's enemy and yet even though I should be scared of him.

I wanted to be close to him, to be in the sand space with him.

When I opened my eyes again, Christian had a seat in front of me, he wasn’t wearing the towel again but this time he wore just a pullover exposing his chest.

My eyes scanned to the tattoos all over his body , each tattoos which seems to tell a story that I had no fucking idea about.

I wanted to ask him questions , I wanted to know more about him.

Who is she ? I finally caught the courage to ask.

I saw Christian smile at my question but it didn’t last because the next moment his expression was back to normal ,cold and unreadable.

My questions seem to awaken something in him and Christian moves closer.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous wifey”

I swallowed, embarrassed by the question that I had just asked.

Christian didn’t say a thing but instead he just stares at me and then pulls the chair he had with him closer to the bed.

Somehow I found myself moving my body to the edge of the bed.

I wanted to feel his touch or anything.

Christian smiled seeing how responsive I was but once I got closer he grabbed my legs.

I saw the way his big hands filled my legs and it excited me more.

He slowly ran his hands through my laps and when he noticed the panties I wore he smiled at me and the next thing I knew my pants were ripped off.

I gasped at the way he did it as the excitement and fear started building up in me.

I could feel my pu**y aching so badly as his stare got hotter every minute.

Christian pulled me closer with one hand while his other hands worked the way to my boobs.

“Do you know what I want from my little pet?”

I nodded my sideways indicating a no.

He smiled at me seeing how responsive I was.

“Daisy” he lets out calling my name in the sweetest but the most deadliest manner.

What do you want me to do?

He smiled again and then pushed me back to the bed as he sat upright on the bed, his hot gaze never leaving me.

“Open your legs pumpkin”.

I swallowed silently as I spread my legs open.

I saw the smile on his face when he saw my molds , it was that satisfied look that gave me something that I needed.

Christian slowly rested his back on the chair as he smiled watching the scene unfold.

“I want you to touch yourself,” he said, dragging the words slowly alone for me to hear.