Chasing Imperfection (Chasing Series 2) (40 page)

     I grunted in frustration. I’m a little pissed at Kyle for not mentioning Jen and now I’m antsy about
telling Blake that I’m about to head out and meet my friends, Kyle included.

    
“Sienna?” Blake strode in but instantly stopped when he saw me in my
almost
naked
state
. He swallowed, his eyes darkened and roved boldly
over
my body.

    
Yeah, buster!
You’ve missed out on
this
for awhile, haven’t you? I thought provokingly. I didn’t even bother putting on a robe. What’s the point?

     Since I felt a little naughty and his reaction gave me enough boost to confidently taunt him. HA! “Did you want something, Blake?” my voice, throaty and seductive.
Inviting.

     His eyes lingered at my breasts a tad longer before his eyes landed on mine. My, my, he’s certainly having a hard time concentrating. His arousal was
obvious
against his black Armani slacks. “I, uh—came to tell you that,” he cleared his throat, “I’m going away for three weeks to America, New York and Texas specifically
then Brazil
. I’ll join everyone in France before Christmas.”

    
Three weeks?
That long…without him?
Shit.

     He cleared his throat again. Was he nervous
or
something?
“That is
if
you’re joining us in France. Are you going to?”

    
Toby did text me this morning but I haven’t decided yet. I know Chad and Luke are going with them. Luce? I had no clue yet—
most probably not,
given the
obvious
situation.

     Three weeks. HUH.
“I haven’t thought about it
. Toby sent me an invite but I haven’t responded.” I bit my lip
, my brows furrowed
.

    
This is so weird. Is it going to be like this between Blake and me from now on?
Just plain
….
weird?

    
“I see. Right.”

     “When are you leaving?”
my voice squeaked.

     “In a few hours
,
I actually came back to pack.”

    
I simply nodded. “I’m just going to change and I’ll be out. I know your closet
is
on the other side—but you know—in case you need space or something.” Blake placed his hands inside
his pocket
s
and leaned on the mirrored wall.

     “Off
to
somewhere? Mind if I ask your destination?”

    
Ick. I turned around and pretended to go through my clothes. “I’m off to see my friends
from back home
who are visiting. They’re all staying at Kyle’s.
So
…..yup.”

    
‘
So…
..yup?’ S
eriously, Sienna?
Fudge.

     Blake was behind me in an instant. His heat radiated off me. He was so close but yet so far. I closed my eyes and tried to calm my jumbled thoughts. Things are harder when it’s the guy
who decided to stop touching you
. When it’s the other way around, men can easily seduce the woman into submission. I mean, I could try seducing him—but
I’m
nearly
naked now and still he doesn’t touch me. My confidence just took a nosedive along with my ego.

     “Are you going to be staying there, with
him?
” His tone was very low, but the underlying threat and anger was evident.

     “No. I’ll be back to sleep here, if that makes you….comfortable?” I was going to say happy, but I’m not too sure a
nymore. Nothing with Blake made
sense any more.

     “Make sure that you do. There will be a car and a driver waiting for you downstairs once you’re done. Use that while I’m not here. I don’t want to hear any more
incidents
, Sienna. Do I make myself clear?”

    
Crystal.
Incidents meaning Kyle Matthews
.
W
hy doesn’t he take my word for it? He and I weren’t even together!
Y
et he acts like we were together, married or something when I did it.
I know it’s not an excuse….but what was I supposed to do?
FML!

     “Whatever, Blake,
Are you about done? I need to hurry
up
and get dressed. I don’t want to keep Kyle
waiting
!” I snapped back at him and tried to move away but he caged me before I got away.

     He growled like an animal next to my ear. His hot body pressed against mine, hard. His arousal pressured against the back of my hips. My body primitively melted at the feel of his
burning hot
groin.
“Don’t play games with me. I’m not to be trifled with
, Sienna
!”

     I swallowed
, a bit unsettled
. “I was merely joking, Blake
,
” I whispered.

     “Well, I bloody wasn’
t joking. Choose wisely, if you must!
Pay heed my beautiful one because there will be no next time
.
” I did choose him. I did, didn’t I? Then why was he acting like a brute?

     I turned around and faced Blake. “Why are you being so difficult?” If looks could kill, I would’ve been six feet into the ground in a second.

     “Because I do not
fucking
TRUST you!” he thundered, eyes almost dark as the night.

     “I know. Don’t you think I don’t know that? These last few days proved that. If you don’t want to be with me—
then say so!
Don’t keep me hanging like this. I agreed to be with you because I didn’t think it’d be like
this
. I don’t want to be with you if you
’re going to treat me like dirt!!!

   
“
I love you, but…
.I can’t degrade myself anymore than I have already
. I’m worth more than that.
I am more than that!
So, let me go. Let’s just walk away before we ruin ourselves more.” My eyes stared at his dress shirt button. I couldn’t look at him or I might just fall apart and be back in his blinding spell.

     My throat constricted
.
“
L
et me go, Blake
,
”
I whispered.

    
This has to end. This madness has to stop. We’re hurting each other more as time goes on.

     “I….can’t.
No. I cannot let you go
.
” His voice shook against my forehead. “My actions for the last few days have been loathsome to say the least—but you must understand the strain
and the type of wretchedness
I’m
under
. Every night, I come to bed angry and frustrated as hell.
I want you
—I
yearn
t
o touch you but it’s hard for me to
do so
.”

     “
Then touch me
—I need to feel you, just s
omething
….to be close to you.”

     “I can’t
,
”
h
e said, hollowed and pained.

    
I guess
there’s nothing more to say is there?
I thought as
I nodded and fled the closet.
I locked myself in the darkened bathroom and cried
silently
. This is the w
orst kind of rejection to endure
. Why the hell was I holding on to something that’s not there anymore?
Scolding and berating myself at the same time.
My desperation and my addiction to be with him won against common sense.
Am I that pathetic?
If he didn’t want me, then why the heck does he want me around?
He probably wants a lap dog or an adoring fan that thought the world of him. I fitted and checked on all counts moronic.

    
The door handle wiggled
.
“Sienna, open up.”

     I sniffed and wiped my tears with my hands. “I need a moment, Blake.”

     “Let me in.
Please
.”
Damn it
, I’m such a pitiful woman, I thought as I budged and opened the
blasted
door
slightly
.

     “Listen, I apologize. That was rather crass and cruel of me.” He was only speaking the truth, that I simply disgusted him.

     Hurtful, yes.
But truth hurts, right?

     “It’s fine. You were speaking about the truth and how you felt—that you found me repulsive. But that’s okay—I’ll move out tomorrow.”

     “You’re not leaving, yet again. You are not!”

     I sighed. “This is stu
pid, do y
ou know that?
I’m tired. This is not working out. It was good while it lasted.” I brushed past him but he caught my wrist. He swiftly tugged me and lifted me on the bathroom counter.

     His hand held my cheek as his lips hovered around my ear. “I don’t find you repulsive. You’re the mo
st beautiful woman my eyes
ever
beheld. You light me up like no other woman can. It only takes one look and you have me praising at your feet. It has been difficult—
to feel this
hateful mistrust
and yet
love
you at the same time. I cannot lose you. Please, don’t leave me. I promise I’ll do better.”

     This is aggravating and I groaned, upset with this whole thing with Blake.
I stared back at the man who owned my hea
rt. I’m sorry, my eyes pleaded.

    
I captured his lips and waited for him to yank away from
me
, but he didn’t.
In fact, he deepened the kiss.
My legs parted as he positioned himself in between them. We both groaned in unison when my sex felt his hardness.

     “
Sienna……
” he moaned as he kissed my chest and bit my nipple. I threw my head back from the
aching sensation. Dear God, has
it
been
only
four
days? Why
does
it feel like it’s been forever since he’s touched me?

      “Blake, please—take me.
Take me any way you want.
”
A guttural sound came from him as he ripped off my thong in one quick tug.

    
FUCK. YES!!!!!!

    
Blake crushed his lips against mine. Strong arms lifted me off the counter and I hooked my legs around his hips as we kissed, starved and insatiable.

       He ca
rried me towards the bedroom
and
flung me
roughly
on the middle of the massive bed. I stared wide-eyed at Blake,
whose
eyes blatantly ravaged my naked body. He tugged his tie free and slowly undid his buttons, one at a time.
God, he looks so hot
and beautiful
!

    
He’s stripping and I’m so turned on. My eyes burned gold as I looked at him through my lashes. He peeled
off
his dress shirt, simply unhurried. I started to touch my breasts as I
watched him sh
ed off his clothing. His magnificent physique never failed to astou
nd me. He tugged his belt free as m
y left hand trailed south and found my mound. With my legs parted, I slowly to
uched myself and greedily watched
him.
My middle finger rubbed
my clitoris as his slacks fell on the floor. I bit my bottom lip at the sight of his arousal.

     
Perfection
, I thought
greedily
. His thumbs pushed the bands of his black boxer briefs down and he stepped out of them. His colossal erection was a welcome sight. Blake watched me
as he roughly stroked his cock—
up and down
—
making the tips of his shaft quite engorged, thick veins etched his cock.
Oh, yeah. He’s definitely turned on!

     “Come and get me
.
” My voice hoarse and breathy.

     “Don’t think I won’t, my sweet. Because I am ravenous—and this perfect delectable body of yours is enough to satisfy my greedy appetite.” His eyes zeroed in on my pussy. Yes, please!