The menthol scent in his mouth was getting stronger. My throat felt dry so I gulped again.
I could feel the tension all over my body. My body started warming up.
I wanted to cling my arms to his neck so he could kiss me quickly.
"Kiss me now, Torres. Quick!" My lips were getting impatient. I couldn't wait to be devoured by your lips.
What was he waiting for? Since I already closed my eyes, I didn't want to open them again so I could look.
How could I ever do that?
Did I only assume that he was kissing me? The thoughts in my mind were having some arguments.
All of a sudden, his soft lips were on mine.
But it wasn't a kiss.
It was only a brush.
It was only a second.
"No, wait! It was not even a second. So maybe a half or quarter second", my mind tried to understand.
"What the hell just happened?" my inner self feels so annoyed.
But I wasn't the only one.
This majestic man above me was immensely angered by the situation and by these men, standing at the door, who were as shocked as we were, because of the scene they just witnessed.
Not only is their boss on top of me in bed, but our lips brush against each other, how can we ever explain this situation?
Not long ago, they were joking about scoring me, and now, this!
"How awkward this situation is", I hid my face and looked in the other direction.
Slowly, I could feel his body weight over me, his arms put some great force. It seemed that he poured his anger onto the pillow instead of pounding these men.
So what exactly happened? Here's how it went!
The moment our lips met, the door swung really hard and produced a loud sound.
Bog!
Just like that, the excitement escaped my body, or is it safe to say our bodies?
When we looked, three grown men stood in a distance revealing their stupefied faces.
And that's our first-ever interrupted kiss! How I wish the bed would just eat me alive, "Stupid Audrey!" I told myself.
Nobody dared to talk nor even ask, not even that gibberish mouth of the silly man who joked around.
Torres, then, removed himself above me so I quickly rolled on my side exposing my backside to them.
What a shame!
Since I was just facing the wall, all I could see was the bedside table, the lamp, and this wide wall.
I couldn't move out of embarrassment. So, I just listened to them, once again.
Based on Torres's footsteps, he walked towards the door.
He didn't say anything but I heard the sound of a paper bag snatched away followed by a louder sound of the door.
Bog!
I jumped out of bed, "What the hell?" I blurted out.
Torres definitely slammed the door in their faces. What a great way to get revenge!
I giggled a little. And so does he.
Torres turned around, "What? They asked for it".
I witnessed another face of Damien Torres, a police officer, feared by everyone, who can be a little childish.
He gently tossed the paper bag on the bed, "Here",
I hesitate to take it, "What's this for?"
He raised his one brow, "A dress, I presume", he sarcastically remarked.
I scoffed, "No, thank you. I have clothes of my own".
He looked at me from head to foot, pointed at my dress, and said, "You call that a dress?"
Insulted by his tone, I grabbed the paper bag from the bed and looked into the dress.
Astounded by what we both saw, I reciprocated his insults, "You call this a dress?"
I smirked. His cheeks blushed, "Those idiots!" he shyly spoke.
My inner self began to rejoice, "Oh damn! I will certainly look stunning if I put these on!"
But I reminded myself that I was pretending to be a nice girl, from a faraway town who just moved into this building.
So I let out my pretentious self to take control of the situation, "This time, I'm a naive Audrey!"
I held the long strapless silver-gray dress and hung it in front of my body, and turned it over to the other side.
I acted surprised and pointed at the revealing part of the dress, "See? Yes, it's a long dress but did you see how high these slide slits are? They pass through my inner thighs and almost expose my groin!"
I vented out my fake anger, "Not just one, but two! I would look like a hooker!" I almost giggled but I tried to compose myself and continue with my act.
He remained silent but you can see the embarrassment that he wanted to hide from me, then he recovered quickly, "Still better than the see-through sleeping gown you are wearing."
He even added, "May I remind you that I am now looking at your nipples and down there! That's no different from being naked! At least I could only see your thigh and half of your bosom if you wear that slutty dress".
I lost the conversation again, "Fine!"
"You don't want to go outside looking like that, trust me! There are at least twenty men waiting for you outside and they will definitely feast their eyes!" he warned me.
I pouted and heavily walked towards the door with the dress in my right hand.
"Where are you going?"
"To change, isn't it obvious?" I sulked.
"Except that door leads to the living room! You should have known by now, you've been here once anyway," he reminded me of our first encounter while snickering.
I ignored what he said and asked him, "Then, where is the bathroom?"
"Outside!" he answered shortly and took the time of his life teasing me.
"Are you fucking serious?" I dropped my pretentious act and revolted as the real Lily.
He put his hands up in surrender, "Easy, lady! What I'm trying to say is there's no bathroom here."
My head felt like spinning upon hearing his last sentence, tired of the argument. I responded in a weak voice, "So, you mean I should change in front of you."
"Feel free!"
Before I could even rebut, he turned around and walked towards the windowpane.
As I changed, I noticed that the layout for every apartment unit is the same. I suddenly remembered that moment.
It almost slipped my mind but I never got to check the bug I put in because of it.
Well isn't it a good thing, "At least, no one has to know, and no one will ever hear about what happened in this room tonight?"
I looked at him from behind as he blankly stared at the night sky. He had a peaceful face, but lamented eyes.
The more I looked at him, the more I was attracted to him.
"This can't be happening." If Beast finds out, he will not only kill me but this man, too.
I knew what I had to do, I knew I needed to chase him away from town, but how can I resist him?
With this half-worn silver-gray dress, I slowly walked towards him and found myself leaning forward to his back.
His whole being drew me nearer.
Aware of what I did, he lifted my body with his left hand and seized my left arm with his right grip.
My back touched the door of his wooden closet, there was a sting of pain when he pushed me to the closet, but God knows, the hell I care about it.
The only feeling governing my whole body right now was my desire to be consumed by this man in front of me.
Was it lust, "Maybe"?
Was it about sex, "Definitely!"
But this sensation was far different when I'm with Beast or my clients.
While lost in my own thoughts Torres broke his silence,
"Erica", he whimpered as if he was in pain. I thought he had already forgotten who I was.
He looked at me with burning desires and he panted as he spoke. His breath was shaky.
"You shouldn't have done that?"
I stared at him. His grasp on my arms and body tightened, and his weight pushed me even more.
"I've been trying to tame myself, don't you know that? The first time I laid my eyes on you, yesterday's second encounter, and now this!"
He gasped for air, still not letting me go.
"You shouldn't have given me the chance to hold you thrice, now you can't get away from me!"
I was still trying to contemplate his words when his mouth lavishly devoured mine.
My heart went wild, I liked it so much but I tried to push him away from me.
He pounded my body and my arm even harder on the closet door,
"You made me do this!" he wheezed,
"Now you have to live with it!"
And he once again, aggressively, claimed my lips.