Chasing Paradise (Chasing Series #3) (10 page)

“
I am that. I’m excellent in other areas as well,” she added, every syllable loaded with innuendo.

This was fun and all, however Sienna would have my balls on a plate if it went on any further. “Thank you, but I have to go.” I took hold of her hands and placed them on her lap. “Tell the men at this table that I am heading out.”

She blatantly rubbed my thighs. “You don’t have to leave. You’re the most interesting person here tonight and it is still early. Who knows what other pleasures you might indulge in?” When she said
indulge
, she brazenly stroked my hardened shaft.

It had been in that condition since Sienna rejected me earlier and continued to show no sign of going away. This persistent girl was going to get me in trouble, but fucking Christ, her hand felt damn good. Clearing my throat, I wretchedly stood up and shifted my pants to hide my dire condition. “Have a great evening,” I gritted out before leaving the pleading girl and the entire damnable place.

Being a reckless driver wasn’t really big on me, yet tonight, I tested the car’s capacity to the hilt while I weaved through the early morning traffic. When I got home, the flat was dark and quiet. Striding towards our bedroom as I yanked my suit off, I was halted mid-step in the hallway.

“
Where the fuck have you been? It’s three in the morning!” Sienna screeched, on fire as she charged towards me.

Drunk and exhausted, I only craved sleep. Fighting with her, I could do without. “Toby had a last minute bachelor’s party. They called me on my way out.” I walked past her, not wanting to provoke her any longer.

She gasped loudly before following me inside my side of the walk-in closet. “Did you have sex?” she questioned accusingly.

The headache was now a migraine, throbbing and ready to explode. “I’m tired, Sienna. We’ll speak tomorrow.”

Sienna folded her arms, unyielding. “I’m not letting you get in bed unless you tell me what the hell you’ve been doing tonight.”

“
Jesus. Fucking. Christ! I didn’t shag anyone! Satisfied?” I growled at her unflinching form before I tried to move away. Sienna was being unreasonable.

She even had the gall to snort before she threw my own words back in my face. “Tell me the truth or you’ll be sleeping somewhere else tonight, Knightly! Did you have sex with someone else tonight?”

I knew I hadn’t, yet she was hell bent on believing I had. I was drunk, exhausted and my cock was purple from pain. Her words only proved to grate on me and I finally lost my temper. “Fine. Let’s have it your way. I fucked this gorgeous woman tonight because she was so bloody attentive and so mind-numbingly beautiful, I simply couldn’t resist her,” I threw back at her. “Not only was she gifted, but she was the best fuck I’ve had in awhile!” I marched out of there, yelling as I did. “I hope the bed is wide enough to accommodate you and your selfish pride.”

Darting towards the elevator again, I conceded that I would have to head to the office and sleep in my adjacent quarters. Just when the lift arrived, the banshee appeared to pester me some more.

“
You’re going back to her?” she spat out.

I threw her a nasty glare. “Go to bed, Sienna,” I muttered, stepping into the cart.

Sienna immediately pressed her body to hold the doors down, eyes frantic. “Don’t go. You can’t go leaving me like this—”

I sighed, needing to be away in order to think. “We had a long night. We’re both exhausted. I’ll come back tomorrow.”

She shook her head. “No! I won’t let you leave.”

Luxurious locks of her hair fell on the sides of her face. I missed the texture of it on my fingers, on my nose and on my lips. Even if I was red-misted with anger, my body still wanted her like it had no other. “Sienna, I’m past exhausted. I’m heading to the office to sleep. Therefore, could you kindly step away from the door so I can get some shuteye?”

“
I’m sorry about earlier. I wanted you, but I wanted to show you that I could resist you.” She nervously bit her lip. “Feeling how hard you were for me, made me feel like I had so much power over you. It was stupid.”

She was playing games? Right, of course she was. Bloody fucking great. “Sometimes I wonder why I am besotted to a woman who thinks and acts like a child!” I was losing it. “Everything always has conditions! Why can you not love me fully; unguarded and free the way I do for you?” I lightly banged the back of my head on the mirrored panel. “Maybe you really aren’t ready yet… for me… for any of this.” I pressed the bridge of my nose, knowing my words held a lot of truth in them.

“
Don’t say that, please,” She begged, slowly taking off her skimpy little silk outfit, exposing her breasts.

“
Put your clothes back on,” I demanded softly, not wanting to ogle her luscious globes.

“
Then don’t leave, Blake.”

With a defeated sigh, I picked up the tiny silk scrap and handed it back to her. “As you wish.”

“
Thank you.” She nodded before we moved out of the lift and back into the apartment. Instead of covering herself, she took her silk underwear off and struts towards the living room. Once she got to the embroidered sofa, she situated herself atop the wing, bent over the armrest as she stood up on her toes. Her delectable bottom was fully on display. My eyes were riveted to her glistening folds, which tempted the sinner that I was. “I’m ready for you, caro. Take me.”

In lightning speed, I had my pants on the ground and was charging to take what she offered. “This fuck is just for me!” I growled out before I stormed into her hot cunt in one hard, aching thrust. Her channel was wet, but not wet enough to accommodate me fully, which made her even more snug than usual. “Heavens, this pussy is worth the hell you put me through!” I slapped her ass red as I pounded her into the armrest of the sofa.

“
I’m sorry,” Sienna gasped out, reaching for something to hold onto while my cock shattered her ability to say more. “I’m so sorry,” she chanted again.

I reared my cock back before shoving it into her tightened core again, pushing it all the way in, charging into her cervix and making her scream with pain. “This is what happens when you don’t let me maintain your cunt, cara. It simply shuts down and closes up like a clam.” I bit into her back while my fingertips pulled on her nipples and then clasped my greedy hands onto her mounds like they were my life raft. I gripped them so hard; she was bursting with pain and pleasure. “The pain is your punishment. Don’t ever deny the man you love this body, cara!”

“
I’m sorry. I won’t,” she panted almost incoherently.

“
Brilliant. Now time to brave it out like a big girl and take what I’ve got prepared for you!” I lashed out before my purple veined cock attempted murder on her pussy; hammering and pounding on her until I came twice, unloading insurmountable amounts of roped cream into her womb. With a final thrust, I collapsed on top of her, breathing on the back of her neck, knowing I could die a happy man smelling her this way. “Ti amo, tesoro.”
I love you, darling.

We shifted before relaxing on the sofa, sweaty and naked in a spooning position. “There’s been no other woman, Sienna.” I kissed the back of her shoulder; the place where I’d left a bite mark. “I would never cheat on you.”

Sienna gently moved, positioning herself on top of me, palms on the sides of my face, eyes shining with love. “I will work on my immaturity, babe. I know you’ve been more than patient with me, but I will get there. I promise.” She then slowly slid down and took my half-mast state into her mouth, which was coated with my semen and her own essence. I’d known many women who might have been too disgusted to do such a thing, however Sienna seemed to be salivating even more.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I grunted out her name before I shoved my hips higher, lodging my shaft into the back of her ridged throat, fucking it with purpose. She gave me a minute before her succulent mouth let go of my length.

“
Now, it’s my turn to fuck for my own pleasure,” Sienna announced before literally pouncing on me like a cat and blowing my brains out.

I came so hard that I blacked out mid-spurt.

Well, I did say this woman was going to be the death of me.

Eleven

Sienna

Two days later, my shrilling phone woke me with a message from Blake telling me he was now in Brazil.

Groaning into my pillow, I squashed the tiny spurt of sadness that bubbled up. I missed him and wished he was here in London with me. I knew Blake was busy with the vast offices and businesses that he had to oversee. They were enough to drive a man crazy, though Knightly ran the empire quite superbly.

Blake was always featured on business pages and magazines, which noted and admired his achievements in the short time he’d been working. I was proud of him and his brilliant mind, but I wished we were able to spend more time together.

The first week had dragged on with school, but my PR job was working out quite nicely. In fact, I was going to handle my first event next Saturday and I simply couldn’t wait to get into action.

I was on my way to the restaurant, almost reaching for the door when someone stopped me.

“
Hey!” a familiar voice spoke up right next to me before arms wrapped me in a tight embrace. “Good to see you, Si. I’ve missed you.”

I laughed, feeling ecstatic to see him, yet at the same time, noting how Kyle was being too touchy. “How are you? Have you liked being back in London town?” I grinned at his amused face before I shifted his beanie just to mess with him.

“
Always, babe. Wherever you are, I’m always happy to be around you, but you know that already. So why ask?” Kyle’s eyes lingered on my face, memorizing it. “Let’s go in. I’m starving.”

I smirked, knowing pretty well what he’d meant and it hadn’t been food that was on his mind. “Behave, Kyle. Blake will shoot you down if he knew where your mind is heading off to,” I scolded him before I followed him inside the Italian restaurant.

Once were seated and the waitress had taken our order, Kyle immediately got down to the juicy bits of news we needed to catch up on. The ring on my finger was the first to go up for discussion. “He finally managed to get that ring on you, huh?” Kyle directed a straight face at me. He didn’t seem angry, though he didn’t look happy, either. Shit. The last thing I needed was for him to be hurt about this, but he knew that it had been coming. It couldn’t be helped.

“
I’m sorry. I should’ve called and told you all about it instead of having you find it out this way.” I flinched somewhat at my insensitivity or for simply forgetting it altogether.

Kyle pressed his lips together, nodding and not saying a damn word.

“
Kyle?” I paused, gauging his face. “You’re not mad, are you?”

He leaned back, looking at me like he was seeing me for the first time. “I’m seeing someone else. It’s actually, Abby.”

Huh? “Abby Miller? The same woman who tried to worm herself in all through high school?”

Kyle nodded. “Same one.”

Wait, what?
“Were you sleeping with her then, too? I thought you said you weren’t attracted to her?”

“
I never touched her until last month, and to answer your other question, I think Abby is gorgeous, although, next to you, no one comes close.” He took a moment to gather his thoughts before he continued, “I need to move on, Si.”

Yes, he did. Of course, he needed to, but I wasn’t expecting this; the hurt I was feeling was not what I had anticipated and I wasn’t sure what to do with it. “I’m happy for you.”