Sexy, Seductive, and Sultry

She put her hand on his chest, raising his shirt and they broke the kiss. He threw the shirt over his head and resumed kissing her.

His hands moved between her thighs as she parted her legs slightly.

He let out a guttural sound as she moved to his chest, trailing kisses and teasing his small nipples, she sucked them lightly and kissed his lips, letting out a groan.

Her hand caressed his body and moved towards his abdomen, she slipped it into his briefs and he held her hand abruptly.

“That’s enough already” He whispered, panting and she looked at him with surprise, her eyes glistening with tears.

“What’s wrong? You don’t find me attractive? You’re horny already” She whispered back.

“We can’t do this, it isn’t right and we might end up regretting it” He answered, pushing her away slightly.

He got up, took his top and headed to his room.

“Why do I feel hurt and rejected?” She inquired as she straightened her clothes and sat on the couch, feeling ashamed, embarrassed and silly for her wanton behavior.

She hated the idea of him thinking of her as a cheap, wanton fool who gives herself out to guys easily.

“Damn! Why did I do such a stupid thing?” She yelled with anger, ruffling her hair.

Alessandro went to his room, his heart beating very fast.

“What the hell is wrong with me? After all the warnings I got from the president, am I gonna throw caution to the storm?” He thought as he walked inside the bathroom.

“But we can’t continue this way, if the president finds out, I’ll lose my life. I’ve got to take her back” He decided and turned on the shower, he took a cold bath, changed into sweatpants.

He decided not to go to the sitting room for fear that she might be very angry at him and he might not be able to resist her.

“Gosh, I’m so dumb. After all the warnings from my boss, her father and her friend. Lucky for me things didn’t escalate but I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off her” He thought, hitting his head.

With a deep sigh, he left the room, bored since he couldn’t get her off his mind.

He saw her sitting on the couch, his dick stirred and he gritted his teeth with force, trying to control his body and tried to occupy his mind with something else.

“What are we gonna have for dinner?” She questioned, looking at him plainly and his eyes dropped.

“She’s so good at pretending, well she must have had lots of experiences” He thought with displeasure.

“You seem like a much better cook, why not make dinner instead?” She suggested with a smile.

“Okay, it’s not like you would even make anything if I reject the offer” He muttered and strided to the kitchen. He couldn’t forget the feel of her soft breasts on his palm.

He shut his eyes tightly and tried to stop thinking about her hot body that made his ache with arousal and desire.

“What’s wrong, you seem frozen, lost in thoughts again? What the hell are you thinking about?” She requested, putting her finger on his shoulder and he jerked back, startled.

“Nothing, it’s nothing” He mumbled, removing her hand gently and she took some steps back.

“What are you making?”

“I’m making carpaccio, do you like it?” He answered and she nodded.

“Do you need help, I’m bored and don’t wanna do anything fun, I can spare a few minutes though?” She offered and he shook his head, making her groan slightly.

“Has the president told you agreed to stop his plans?” He questioned, absentmindedly.

“No he hasn’t, it’s still the same thing. Ranting and giving me orders” She answered with a shrug.

“So.. have you thought about when you’ll go home or is there a place where you plan to stay?” He requested and she sucked in her breath.

“I have no place for now, all I wanna do is have a little time to think things through, try to get my life on track and stop the engagement” She confessed and he could hear sadness in her voice.

“Why would you stop the engagement? Isn’t that what you want? Why would you not want to get married now?”

“That’s what my father wants not what I want, I wanna get married to a guy who would love me for who I am not for my career, social status, body or name and I also want a man whom my father won’t control like a slave” She responded with a sad smile and his heart bled with sadness.

“I hope you find your man” He replied and she stared at him.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not being harsh but finding a guy for yourself is almost impossible, you wouldn’t stoop low for any guy who’s below your status”

“And no wealthy guy would want to get married to a rude princess without wanting to have a part of your father’s wealth or wanting to become famous as the man who captured the heart of the president’s daughter” Alessandro emphasized.

“And what would you like to be called?” She threw and he choked with surprise.

“Never mind” She muttered and left the kitchen angrily.

“Why would I ask him that question? What is wrong with me? What the fuck have I been doing today? Why can’t I control my words and actions?. I’m being dumb for no reason”

“Why does my insides crawl and flip each time? Why does he make me lose all restraint?” She thought as she walked inside the gym, holding her racing heart.

“This is crazy, I have to leave before anything drastic happens, it might get out of hand another time. Who even said there’ll be another time, I won’t lose all my guard”

“I just have to get myself in bay” She thought and her mind wandered to how his hand felt on her breasts.

“Argh! Stop it, he’s nothing but my guard and I can’t stoop that low. He’ll spoil my reputation and ruin things for me, he’s not worth anything. I have better suitors than him” She scolded herself angrily.

“But you so badly wished he wasn’t your guard and you could have him even if it’s just for a night?” A voice whispered in her head and she shook her head.

“No, enough of Alessandro already. There are tons of handsome and rich guys out there who are better than him”

“Why am I getting myself worked up? It’s not like he wants to have anything to do with me” She muttered with a frown.

“If only I wasn’t the president’s daughter, I wish I was born to a rich family who weren’t so concerned about power and authority” She thought sadly.

“Isabelle, would you get your ass down here for dinner or you’d rather starve” Alessandro shouted and she smiled broadly.

The way he called her name made her shiver with desire.

“I was the one who’s trying to seduce him but now it seems like I’m one falling for his charms, gosh I’m so stupid” She complained as she opened the door and walked down.

She sniffed them with a broad smile and sat on the chair he had pulled out for her.

“Thank you” She muttered and took a spoonful, put it inside her mouth and moaned with delight.

“Hmm so yummy, who taught you how to cook?” She quizzed with curiosity.

“When I was young, my mom always made me stay around her, she loved me too much and wouldn’t want me to be far from her so most times, I’d be in the kitchen helping her out and she taught me how to cook” He explained with a distant smile.

“You’re very lucky, I wish I had my mom to teach me” She whispered with teary eyes.

“I’m sorry you had to grow up that way” He muttered.

“Tell me about your mom, what she likes, how she acts?” She questioned eagerly.

“Well.. She nags a lot, she’s sweet, always wants me to eat lots of food, stop going to the pub and always introducing me to her friend’s daughter, matchmaking and all” He answered with a smile.

“After she introduces you to them, how does it go?”

“It doesn’t go well as they tend to demand more from me and I’m always honest with them about wanting friends with benefits not girlfriends” He replied with a hearty laugh and her heart leapt.

“When do you intend to settle down?”

“I don’t know but I would like to get married when I’ve had enough fun and I wouldn’t want to get married to a jealous freak who would turn herself into a spy. What about you?”Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I wish to get married maybe in the next 3 or four years and I wanna go far away from this place, away from the media, the public and politics” She answered and he nodded.

“Won’t you work? And isn’t your husband allowed to work?” He quizzed.

“I have enough money to last the next 150 years and I’ll work in my leisure time. He’s allowed to work but I want a light job, a kind of job that he could take a month off and there’d be no problem” She answered with a smile.

“Seems like you have someone in your mind already with your sly smile?”

“I do but don’t know if he’s willing to leave this country”

“Does the president know about him?”

“No and he doesn’t need to worry about him, I might end up eloping before the end of this year, who knows maybe I’ll get really tired of his attitude” She responded with a shrug.

“What about your Dad?”

“He’s just cool, always advising me to take time, think things through and return to Miami”

“I wish I had your type of family with my net-worth, wish I had a cozy and caring family like yours” She muttered.

“Sometimes money doesn’t matter and just the moment counts, money can’t bring happiness” He advised and continued eating his food.