Chapitre 43: Knowing Where The Bastard Stood

I was so certain, when he placed his lips on mine, that tonight was going to be the night he fucked me.

Not that I was looking forward to it.

Ferrari hoisted me off the ground without breaking the kiss, and led us into the bedroom. I arched my back against the bed, as he trailed needy kisses down my neck, nibbling and moaning the dirtiest things under his breath.

My hands found their way to the back of his head, and gripped his hair. He tore the buttons off my shirt with his teeth, exposing my chest to him.

I closed my eyes, relishing in the feel of his breath hovering over my skin. My toes wriggled, my hairs stood, my entire body reacted to having him near me.

And just as I felt he would touch me in the most maddening way, Ferrai took out his phone from my pants and placed it on the bed.

"Stay still for a second." He announced, crawling off me.