Kapitel 43: Chapter Forty Three.
"Please" Zawadi begged.
"No." Lucas answered immediately.
"Why? "Zawadi whined.
"Because, I am not ready to die. So no, you can't drive " Lucas explained.
"But I want to drive. You never let me drive" she complained.
"I will let you drive some other time but right now you can't drive. You are too drunk" he said.
"I am not"She stomped her foot down like a child but when she attempted to take a step towards him, she stumbled a bit. "Oops "she said with a giggle.
"See you can't even stand straight "Lucas said with a light laugh.
"Okay, I see your point" She said and sat herself in the passengers seat.
The drive to the hotel was mostly filled with Zawadi's terrible singing of nursery rhymes which would once in a while be replaced by the national anthem .She would constantly force Lucas to join in on her singing.
They got to their hotel around twenty minutes later.
"Good evening "The receptionist greeted, studying Zawadi who was in Lucas's arms with a smile.
"Good evening . I have a reservation under the name Lucas Steele"
"Yes, Mr Steele, the man behind you will lead you to your room. I hope you enjoy your stay " the receptionist said.
"I hope so too" Lucas answered looking down at the Sleeping Beauty in his arms. A small smile crept up his face.
"This way sir" the man behind him spoke, their luggage in his hand.
Lucas followed the man silently up to the fourth floor. Then he opened the door and gave the keys to Lucas.
"Thank you. And please don't tell the lady here that I own the place" Lucas told the man.
Zawadi let out a dramatic gasp before opening her eyes.
"You own this place? " she asked in disbelief, not paying attention to Lucas brows that were knitted in confusion.
"I thought you were asleep" Lucas said.
"I was but then I woke up while you were talking to the receptionist and I didn't want you to put me down so... " she explained with a smirk.
"Excuse me sir, madam "he man gave them a curt nod and left.
"Why don't you want me to know?" Zawadi asked her lips pouted.
"It's not that cupcake, it's just that I wanted to tell you myself" he argued.
"Okay then, let's go in" She said happily, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.
"Wow, it's so beautiful "she said gaping at the lavishly furnished room.
The room was big. Bigger than Zawadi's apartment, she observed. The walls were painted blue matching the silk sheets on the bed and the huge sofa set on the other side of the room.
There was also a huge bathroom to the left of the room decorated with white tiles. A golden shower and toilet stood on opposite sides of the bathroom with a golden sink just next to the door.
The right side of the room had it's walls made of glass , making it easy to get a glimpse of the magnificent view of the beach.
"It's so beautiful. It's like the dream I had when I was nine. I dreamt of once coming to place like this" she staggered when Lucas put her down.
"Easy" he said as his arm quickly went around her to steady her. She giggled looking up at him.
"You are still drunk" he observed.
"Who? Me? No, of course not. I am fine"
"You should go take a shower" he suggested.
"Okay"she said and raised her arms up grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"What? " he asked looking at her raised arms.
"Help me take off my clothes. Then help me with a shower" she said swaying her raised arms, the grin still on her face.
"I can't do that and you know it. You will hate me for it tomorrow. So be a good girl and go shower" he took a deep breath to steady his ragging heartbeat.
Just the thought of seeing her naked had his lower regions tightening with need. But somehow he knew that she was going to make things even harder for him. And she did.
"Help me" she insisted.
"Okay fine "he moved closer to her and closes his eyes. Then he started taking off her clothes.
"Why are you're eyes closed?"she asked.
"No reason" he answered swallowing the lump in his throat.
"I knew it, you don't want to look at me. I am ugly and disgusting " she cried stepping out of his grip.
"It's not that baby. Come on. " he took a step towards her and raised her eyes to meet his.
"Cupcake, you are beautiful. Don't ever think otherwise okay? I only closes my eyes because of this... "he took her palms and placed them on the bulge in his pants .
She gasped as a grin took over her face, then she applied a little force on her palms squeezing him gently.
He jumped slightly then released a low groan. With a grin she rose on her tip toes and laid her lips on his.
The kiss started off slow but quickly turned heated. His hands which were usually in one place wherever they kissed were now roaming all over her body. Her hands were in his hair tugging at his wild locks.
She moaned softly when he trailed kisses down her neck, moving closer and closer to her cleavage.
He stopped abruptly and took a step back
Confused and still aching, she asked "What is it? "her voice so small she could barely hear herself.
"Take off your shirt "he demanded, eyeing her covered chest hungrily.
She quickly took of her shirt, standing before him in a red bra.
"Lovely" He commented appreciatively pulling her to his arms again.
When he saw that she had become more responsive, he knew that he had gotten her right where he wanted her, helpless.
"Let's go shower "he said all of a sudden as he took a step away from her.
"What? No" she almost shouted.
"What do you mean no. Come on let's go" he said desperately trying to hide the smirk threatening to break on his face. He would give her what she wanted, but there was no harm in playing a little game now was there?
"I want more. Please "she stood up quickly and went in for a kiss but he drew back.
"Really? But you haven't behaved today. If you had then I would have rewarded you with more." he said smugly.
"I'll be good, I promise. I'll do anything "she said desperately.
"Anything? " he asked with a smirk. She bit her bottom lip and gave him a silent nod. Her eyes still on him.
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