Chasing Paradise (Chasing Series #3) (25 page)

Of course I didn’t voice out, but one by one, the pieces will fall into place and she will be sharing this dream with me. One day.

~B~

A week later, we were moved in and settled into our new home. I liked coming home to this new home compared to my penthouse because this one felt like it truly was a home for a family.

I was on my way up the stairs when I passed by Freya, asking where Sienna was.

Freya smiled, finger pointing to the left. “She’s in the studio, sir. She’s been in there for over an hour now,” she informed me with a smile.

“
Thank you. I’ll go ahead and check on her then.” Loosening up my tie as I strolled towards the studio downstairs, I held my breath when I finally opened the door and saw my woman, dancing with a slow beat of Ciara’s “Body Party” she’d been singing for the last week. Candles lit the studio. The surround sound and surrounding mirrored-walls made everything so sensual—sexual.

Sienna had white sweatpants that rode low on the hips and hugged her nicely shaped buns. A white sports bra that made her breasts looked smothered and flat, toned stomach that had that beautiful two-contoured deep line on the sides, showing how fit she was.

She danced to the beat, eyes closed, legs apart as her hips moved in slow rhythmic grind while her hands splayed from the sides of her breasts and skimmed it lower. Her hips then rocked lower before she spun around and did the steps all over again.

Never in my life had I seen a woman that could arouse me like this woman could. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. She was in tune with her body as she moved fluidly in erotic movements. It took awhile to register that Sienna had her eyes open, watching me in the mirror.

A sharp quick gasp came from me when she spun around and directly faced me, slowly dancing for me. FUCK. ME. LEFT. AND. RIGHT. HEAVEN AND HELL. I almost came in my pants when I saw her bite her bottom lip, left hand went through her hair as she sexily moved it to the side, looking more sultry than any woman had a right to. She then smiled at me; a knowledgeable smile that said she knew the effect she had on my body.

My throat was dry, but I couldn’t utter a mere word, nor could I move an inch because my cock was about to explode and a stead, tiny flow of my essence was starting to seep out of my puny slit.

I should’ve known that the witch barely started in teasing me. She took hold of a nearby chair, smiled at me, hips swaying and forefinger waving at me to come and sit, enjoy the front row private show I was getting.

When she saw I was not sure if I should go over there or not, she shook her head. “Get your sexy, tight arse on this chair, Knightly!”

Bloody hell. Straining my tie as I pulled it from side to side, I started to get a move on. I barely raised a brow at her when she simply pushed me down to sit. My eyes flickered at the mirror right before me, noting the blatant hardness of my shaft in my pants. My attention quickly darted back to the woman who was behind me before she held my shoulders, gently skimming them up and down in seductive strokes as the same song repeated again.

“
Take your cock out, baby, and stroke it,” Sienna rasped against my ear, making my hairs stand out and my toes seriously curl. I was past turned on when she spoke again, bringing me to heel, knowing I was never going to stop loving this woman. “Watch me.
Feel
my moves. Connect with me.
Feel how I badly want you
.”

If I weren’t so turned on, I would’ve held back from stroking my shaft right this instant, but I needed some sort of release and freeing it would help a great deal. When it was released from its closed confines, the tip glistened with moisture. Stroking it, my gaze followed the enchantress.

Sienna slowly took off her tiny sports bra, exposing those creamy orbs I idolized like no other. Licking her lips, she parted her legs, slowly rocking as she dipped low, almost to the ground and placed her hand against her mound, rubbing it, gradually, eyes not leaving mine. She then placed her hands on the sides of her breasts, pushing them together before she placed her back against my chest, straddling me, eyes meeting in the mirror. She gave me a seductive smile and then she closed her eyes, pushed her head against my shoulder then grinded and rocked on top of me, cock nestled in between her clothed ass cheeks as she moved purposely.

If she didn’t stop now, I was going to come all over her luscious ass. Like she knew what was going on inside my head, she stopped and swung her legs in the middle, in between mine as she started her hypnotizing moves. I groaned out loud when she started peeling her sweat pants off.

My hand immediately sought my strangled cock, jerking it with gusto as I watched her slowly move apart with no scrap of clothing. The candlelight gave her body a sultry, exotic glow. And those eyes, mind you, were truly exquisite.

Sienna leaned over, taking my tie off before she hung it on around her neck, hands tugging both ends as looked at me with hooded eyes and dipped lower again, legs splayed open, exposing to me her glorious cunt. Holy blasted hell! This was my woman! MINE. MINE. MINE. She was fucking perfect.

She gave me a teasing smile before she got on her knees and crawled towards the mirror, the one facing us, giving me a great view of her behind and her glistening folds. She stood up and leaned against the mirror, legs slightly apart and moved her body in an erotic wave, one hand gliding slowly across her breasts and then dipping it low between her legs, slowly touching herself.

Kill me now. “Sienna,” I rasped out, desperate.

My eyes jumped out of their sockets when she circled the tie a couple time around her knuckle, before she placed the luckiest tie in between her legs. Her other hand took hold of the other end of the tie before she swung her hips back and forth, rubbing it against her folds. I swallowed, all breath leaving me as I lusted after the sight of my life. “I need to soak my cock inside you,
per favore
. I’m dying, mi amore.”

My relief was evident when I saw her nod, stood up and handed my tie back before spinning around and placing her hands behind her hips. “Tie me,” Sienna commanded when I questioned her through my eyes.

“
Fuck, woman. My cock is fevered for you,” I grounded out as I quickly bounded her wrists. There was nothing sexier than a woman who freely gave herself to the man she loved, giving him full control of her body.

Parting her legs with her butt out, she carefully leaned over, giving me enough leverage to enter her in one obliterating thrust. My cock surged forth into her heavenly hot, moist, glorious cunt. Sienna almost fell onto the ground from the impact, but my left hand held the bounded tie, so she became my puppet as I pushed her back up and rammed her harder.

“
Do you like how my forceful cock is seizing your pussy? Desecrating it for my own great pleasure?”

Sienna groaned before dishing out demands. “
More
. I want to feel you come inside me, Blake. Pound me like you’re angry with me. Wreck your whore’s pussy. Destroy it before shattering into me.”

The feral beast in me emerged when she called herself my whore. Right then and there, I was forever enslaved to her. With a hard tug, Sienna was standing straight and then I got hold of her hips and placed both of my hands on the sides, gripping it hard.

“
Is this want you’re demanding, my beautiful whore?” I bellowed before I snaked my left arm and tugged on her nipple as I smashed her mound harder than before. Leaving her pebbled nipple, my hand took hold of her neck and drove into her with profound, annihilating speed, with a goal of ambushing and assassinating her glorious cunny hole.

Our pleasured cries echoed throughout the room before we got locked down on our orgasms as I took her for another minute, giving her another orgasm before mine seized me completely, dispensing thick ropes after ropes of hot semen inside her womb.

“
FUCK!” I snarled, losing it completely when her vaginal muscles tightened around my orgasming cock, tripling the earth-shattering sensation into euphoric divinity. “
Jesus Christ!
” I muttered with closed lids, shaking as I squirted a few more into her. Then, we collapsed on the chair, her sitting atop me, cock not dislodging from her channel.

Sienna twisted her head, arresting my lips against hers, melding us into one. Our hearts beating, breathing, living as one, as a whole, as a fitted puzzle. I had never felt so content in my life.

“
I love you,” I whispered, eyes boring into her, giving her everything that I was and all I could ever be, endlessly.

“
You’re mine, Knightly.” Sienna kissed me with possessiveness, making sure I got the message loud and clear. “I love you.” She kissed me again, gently biting on my bottom lip. “I love you.” Her hands were tugging on the hair on the back of my head, fierce. “I fucking love you!” she declared, grounding her pussy down on my growing shaft inside her.

I smiled, thinking that she was just as crazy as I was.

Twenty-seven

Sienna

“
Give me five minutes then I’ll be ready to leave.” I rushed past Gareth, trying to hunt down where I left my summer mock-ups for design class that were due today.

“
Miss Sienna?” I could hear Gareth come towards me.

“
Shit,” I muttered when I didn’t find anything in the living room. Where in the world did I leave them?

Gareth cleared his throat before he moved right before me. His usual friendly calm demeanor, gone. I raised my brow, wondering before he voiced his thoughts. “I’m not quite too sure if going to your classes today would be wise. I have to call Mr. Knightly and see what he says first.”

My skin prickled. My stomach dropped. I knew what was behind his attitude. Something happened and he was reluctant to tell me why. “Tell me. I can handle it.”

“
After the last delivery you got in Mayfair the last time, Mr. Knightly ordered me to check every single thing before handing them to you. I know the first one was overlooked because for some reason, the delivery person didn’t go through the lobby like the normal delivery person would do. He parked underground and took the stairs.”

Okay, I didn’t know this either. “Thanks, but what’s the delivery now? A dead cat?” The image that flashed in my head almost made me hurl. I truly despised blood.

Gareth shook his head. “You got flowers. I believe it’s your favorite one since Mr. Knightly always brings you the same kind almost everyday. It came with
gifts
.”

Who was the sicko behind these twisted mind games? Why couldn’t she just come out of her hiding and fight it out with me. I swear, I wouldn’t back down even if she was buffed out like Xena, the warrior princess. This whole stupid thing was seriously messing with my head. It was disrupting the future I had with Blake and it’s disconcerting.

Who was she?
I wondered, running through the list of women in my head. “Show them to me.”

“
We should call Mr. Knightly first.”

I had a better idea. “Why don’t you call him while I look at these
presents
.”

Gareth agreed as I moved towards the kitchen table, where everything was located.

When I was about to open the box, Edward, the head of security, came running towards me.

“
Do not touch that without gloves. There could be evidence; finger prints or any clue that could lead us to solve this ungodly tantrum of a scorned ex-lover,” Edward muttered when he said
scorned ex-lover
.