Romance: A Dirty Secret: Just Can't Stay Away (Bad Boy Escort Romance Series) (2 page)

BOOK: Romance: A Dirty Secret: Just Can't Stay Away (Bad Boy Escort Romance Series)
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Chapter 3

Elijah led her to one of the cabins in the nightclub. The music was not as loud as it was outside. Elijah closed the door behind Isabella and trapped her between the door and himself.  Isabella could not think straight. She had wanted to resist, but her insides told her not to and she listened. Elijah noticed that Isabella had not made an effort to push him away. He leaned down until his face was on the same level with Isabella’s face.

I was looking into her eyes. As I looked into her eyes, I could feel her searching for answers in mine. She was confused. Her big brown eyes were framed by thick long black lashes. Her cheeks were flushed and she was looking at me with questioning eyes. As soon as I laid my eyes on her lips, a strange sensation took over my body. I tightly wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. I kissed her hard. Her soft lips perfectly molded with the shape of mine. I inhaled her scent. Her lips tasted like cinnamon and strawberry, giving me an intoxicating sense of freedom. I was desperate for her. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to make her feel good. I wanted her to moan my name again and again while I make love to her. It took the energy of every fiber in my body to not peel off her dress and admire her perfectly sculpted body. I could hear her heartbeat quickening as I moved my hand slowly from her waist, brushing her sides slightly, up to her breasts.

Elijah slid his hands from her waist up to her breast, Isabella's eyes widened and she came back to her senses. She tried to push him away. She tried to resist it, but she was too weak to push Elijah away.

“This is not right. Please, stop,” she weakly whispered.

Elijah did not listen and grabbed both of her hands behind her back with his left hand. He was not gentle anymore. Isabella sensed he was trying hard not to hurt her as he firmly held her in place.

Elijah was breathing heavily. “I want to feel you, Isabella. Please let me make you feel good. You will love what I will do to you.” He managed to speak in between his heavy breaths.

Isabella gave in. She stopped resisting. She knew that she wanted this as much as Elijah did.

Elijah inhaled deeply and unzipped her black dress from the side. He continued to assault her lips and slid his hands inside of her dress. When Elijah’s cold hands came in contact with Isabella’s warm skin, she whimpered.

Elijah thrust his tongue inside of her mouth. He wanted to taste every inch of her mouth. Isabella did not know how to respond and she moved her tongue to the side, but Elijah took it between his lips and sucked it hard. It was painful but pleasured Isabella at the same time. She did the same with Elijah’s tongue which resulted in him being more aggressive. It made him even harder than he was before. He had been trying his best to stay in control, but his efforts were in vain when Isabella sucked him back.

He grabbed Isabella by her waist and lifted her. He laid her down on the dark brown couch in the room and pulled her dress down violently. She now lay in just a black net bra and panties. Yet again, Elijah was stunned by her beauty. The black undergarments perfectly complemented her white skin. Her breasts,  beautiful twins, rose and fell to the rhythm of her breathing. Her hair was now free from its ponytail, lying messily on her shoulder, covering half of her breasts. Isabella blushed when she saw Elijah staring at her body. She made an effort to hide herself with her hands but Elijah grabbed her hands. He took out his tie and tied her hands to the sofa, not breaking his eye-contact with her. Elijah hurriedly tore off her bra and grabbed one of the beauties in his left hand. He was on his knees beside the sofa, where Isabella laid, almost naked. He leaned down to take the other one in his mouth.

Isabella felt wanted. She liked how Elijah had been touching her. She moaned when her breasts were being assaulted by Elijah. He was sucking on one of her breasts hard, and he slid the other hand inside her panties as Isabella arched her back.

“You are so fucking wet, Isabella. I want to be inside of you,” He said after freeing her breasts and looking into her eyes.

Elijah noticed that Isabella was flushed and she suddenly looked scared.

“What is wrong?” he whispered. His tone immediately changed from hard and aggressive to soft and worried.

Isabella looked away from his face and whispered,

“I’m scared.”

“Why? I won’t hurt you.”

“I know that. I  haven’t done this before. I’m not ready for this,” she said in a weak voice.

Elijah eyes widened. He had no idea that a gorgeous woman like Isabella could be a virgin. He immediately stood up and grabbed his coat from the floor that he had taken off and thrown in the heat of the moment. He covered Isabella with the coat and untied her.

“I am so sorry. You would not have imagined your first time to be in a place like this. I did not know you are a virgin,” he whispered with a hint of regret in his voice. He handed Isabella her dress and asked her to get dressed. “I will give you a ride home,” he said with a dark expression.

“I want to continue this,” she said in an almost inaudible voice. “But in a decent bed,” she added.

Elijah smiled at her. Isabella left Cassie a text and went back to her dorm with Elijah.

 

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Chapter 4

Elijah and Isabella left the party, which was still in full swing. People were dancing and drinking and the music was blasting from the walls. Elijah held Isabella’s hand and was pulling her out of the crowd. Isabella was still lost in the majestic beauty of this man. She admired the way he rightfully held her hand and pulled her out from the crowd. She was awestruck.

They went around all the way back to the parking lot. He took his car keys and fidgeted with the remote. “Beep, beep” went the lock. It was a sleek Mercedes-Benz SL63 AMG– SL-Class. Isabella was set to wonder again. Who was Elijah really? He must be a very rich guy because a commoner cannot own such a beauty for a car. You need to be something. Lost in her thoughts she did not realize that Elijah was standing with the door of the convertible open for her.

He ushered her to get in. She got in and he closed the door and walked around to sit in the driver’s side. The car well defined Elijah’s classy personality. She was amazed at the beauty of the interior. She glanced over to see Elijah’s shining face in the street lamp’s light. He was in a pensive mood. His eyes vacant and distant as if he was lost deep in thought. Isabella fixed her gaze on him but he did not respond back. Instead he kept staring ahead. She looked away and out the window as tiny droplets of water smeared down the glass. It was starting to rain. They drove the rest of the way in complete silence.

As Elijah pulled into the premises of the dorm, Isabella felt like something was coming to an end. She felt strange. She did not want to get out of the car but she had to. Elijah turned to her after half an hour of silence. His eyes darted for hers and pierced her very being as he looked into them. Isabella felt a flush of emotions. He suddenly leaned forward and planted a very brief kiss on her lips.

Isabella did not even have time to return his kiss before he pulled away. He got out of the car and came around to her side to open the door and let her out. Elijah accompanied her to the entrance of the dorm and turned to leave.

“Elijah,” she called out.

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“When will we meet?”

He smiled at her. “Soon.”

Elijah then turned and walked towards his car. He sat in the car and waved goodbye. She waved back too, feeling incomplete from the inside.

Isabella climbed the stairs of the dorm and reached her room. She gave the knob a try,  but it did not open. Cassie was still at the party. It was only 11:30 pm. Obviously, she would still be there. . She was a party animal and according to her the party begins after midnight. Isabella lifted the door mat and picked up the spare key that was lying underneath. She opened the door and entered the dark, cold room. She searched for the light switch near the door and turned on the lights. The room was still just as both of them had left it. Her clothes and everything else lay on the bed. She quickly changed into her pajamas and went to wash her face. Seeing herself in the mirror she saw her lipstick smeared across her mouth. Traces of Elijah, she thought and smiled. She ran her fingers over her face, her lips, down to her neck and collar bone, recalling the way Elijah had touched her on all these places. She missed his touches, his masterful strokes. It had been just an hour since he had left her, and she wanted him bad. She craved for him. Realizing that she needed to sleep, she came back from her memory of Elijah and left the washroom.

Isabella got into bed as she wanted to do nothing else. She thought of reading a book but found herself too distracted. There was something that kept on beating in her mind. She tried to concentrate on the words but could not. They were all a blur as she tried to read them. After a while she found it completely and utterly worthless to carry on with the book, so she tossed it aside and plugged in her earphones to listen to some music on her iPod. Skimming through a few songs, none of them matched her mood.

What was it with her? She felt frustrated. Isabella finally decided that she should just go to sleep. She lied down and pulled the cold sheets up to her face. As she did this, she missed the warmth that Elijah’s touches gave her. It was intoxicating, his face so close to hers… his warm breath running across her face, his arms gripping her tightly around the waist. She hugged herself tightly recalling the encounter she had had with him today. She knew she had never felt this way about anyone ever before. Not even Isaac.

The reality was that no one had ever gotten so close to her, ever. She never allowed anyone to come close to her, butElijah was different. He had her spellbound. She loved the way he cared for her. But the thing that kept her ignited from the inside was wondering how and when they were ever going to be together.

She wanted him. She felt the urge deep down inside. And after what happened at the club, she knew he had the same hunger for her. Whatever it was, she knew that it had a hold too strong to break. 

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Chapter 5

Isabella opened her eyes. She felt happy and uneasy at the same time. She was happy about what had happened in the club last night, uneasy because she was uncertain of Elijah’s feelings for her. Was it just lust? Or maybe love? She had replayed the intimate moment with Elijah a thousand times last night. She wanted more of him. Thinking about him she felt a strange feeling down there. As if her lower parts were screaming to be touched by him.

Isabella knew that she would not stop thinking about the events that had occurred last night unless she could find something that would keep her mind occupied. She planned her day, dressed up and went out to go grocery shopping.

Isabella entered the store and grabbed the stuff she needed. She was done shopping sooner than she had expected.

She looked at her watch. It’s just 4 PM. All I will do is think about him if I go back. She murmured to herself and sighed.

As soon as she looked up from her watch, there he was.  The one person she had been trying to take off her mind the whole day, standing in front of her. She did not realize how happy she would be to see him, and she had no idea how to react. She stood there silently while Elijah walked towards her with confident steps.

"Get a hold of yourself, Isabella! Say something!", her inner voice screamed at her, but her brain refused to listen to her and she blankly stared at him.

Elijah came close. He pulled her face closer to his and gave her a quick kiss on her cheeks.

“You never fail to look stunning, Isabella,” he whispered in her ear, giving her goose bumps.

All the blood in her body rushed up to her cheeks, making her face red.

Elijah chuckled at her cuteness and grabbed the bags from her hands.

“Thank you,” she said. “It’s good to see you.” She smiled at him.

“Let me give you a ride, my lady,” he said in a teasing voice.

Isabella smiled and followed him to his car. Elijah put his and Isabella’s bags in the back seat and opened the door for her.  Isabella sat there and waited for Elijah to come around to his side.

“You must be going out of your way to drop me home,” she said to him.

“What if I say no?” Elijah replied.

“What do you mean?” she looked at him, confused.

“I live just two blocks away from you,” he revealed in an excited tone.

“Oh, that’s great news! I’ll visit you,” she said in a high-pitched tone.

Elijah could not help but admire how many things Isabella could be at the same time: sexy, cute, and elegant. Elijah reached out and grabbed her hands, making Isabella blush.

“Let’s go now. I have a decent bed, you know,” his voice had gotten heavier. Isabella was embarrassed, and what he said made that weird feeling in her lower parts come back. She did not know what to say. She turned her face to look out of the window, hiding her blushing face.

“Did you like it?” Elijah continued.

Isabella knew what his question referred to but she was too ashamed to say that she loved it. She did not answer his question.

“I do not like when people ignore my question,” He said. She could sense a hint of aggression in his voice.

“Yes,” she whispered softly, not wanting to make him mad.

“Do you want me to do that to you again?”

“I do,” she whispered in an inaudible voice.

“Say it loudly,” he commanded. He parked the car at the side of the road and looked at her.

She looked at him, confused at how his behavior changed from the gentle Elijah to the aggressive one.

“I want you to touch me. I want you to do exactly what you did last night, a million times, to me,” she said while looking straight in his eyes.

He started the car and drove fast. “Give me the keys to the dorm,” he said to her without giving a response to what she had said. He parked the car, got out and walked to the other side of the car. He opened her door and grabbed Isabella’s arm. Elijah walked to her gate and fiddled with the keys.

Isabella followed behind Elijah. She was as turned on as Elijah was. She knew what his intentions were and had no problem with them.

With the door opened at last, Elijah pinned her to the wall and breathed heavily, looking her in the eyes as soon as they were in. His grip was tight. It was hurting Isabella but she liked it. She saw the desperation in his eyes. He had no control over himself. She was fascinated by the fact that she had made him lose control.

Elijah leaned in and kissed her. As he thrust his tongue inside Isabella’s mouth, his hands reached up and inside of Isabella’s shirt and grabbed her bosoms with force. He pressed hard which made Isabella moan. His other hand reached down to palm her womanhood from above her pants. Isabella could not help but moan endlessly. Elijah rubbed his hand over her pants, and Isabella kissed him back harder. She sucked on his tongue. As soon as Elijah reached out to remove her shirt they heard a voice.

“Ehmm ehmm! You do realize you do not live alone, Isabella,” Cassie said covering her eyes with her hands.

 

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