Chapter 15

Our bodies entwined inside the bathtub. Once again, I found myself enchanted by him; his touch sent shivers down my skin. His kisses engulfed me wildly as his hands slowly explored my body, sliding as if it were a map he wanted to explore fiercely. That damned man knew how to excite me and make me beg for him. He sucked on my breasts while looking into my eyes, wanting to see my expression and how much he could arouse me. He sucked them with such intensity that they became wet, his tongue circling around them. In an instant, his hands were inside me. "Oh, just like that," I moaned as he slipped his fingers inside me.

Climbing on top of him, I was ready to ride. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I gazed into his eyes while moving up and down, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. He wanted me to go faster, but I preferred to tease him. It was an incredibly pleasurable fuck! "Ride hard," he told me. I held onto his neck, squeezing it, and started moving faster. I couldn't hold back any longer. Loud moans filled the air, and for him, I could change positions and do whatever he desired. It was incredible how our bodies needed each other.

We left the bathtub and made our way to the bed, kissing each other along the way. I vowed to make him beg for me, and looking into his eyes, I went down, taking him into my mouth. Licking the tip, making it wet, I looked at him intently, wanting him to know that I was in control, not him. I pushed my head forward and backward, my hands gripping his shaft, moving up and down with strength. Yes, he was on the edge. He held my head, pushing, but wanting to see how far I could go. Pulling me by the hair, he brought me up to his mouth, kissing me passionately. I got on all fours, giving him the perfect view while he thrust himself inside me. "Fuck me like this," I said with a husky voice, moaning as I asked for more. Grinding on his shaft, we both climaxed together. Every time we made love, it seemed he surprised me more.

"That was incredible," he said, satisfied.

"Well, it wasn't the worst," I replied sarcastically.

"If you don't have your barbs, I might even be surprised. Shall we take a shower?"

"Yes, let's do that. You take yours, and I'll take mine," I said, wanting to provoke him. I wouldn't let him think I'd be there whenever he wanted. I won't end up like all the others who passed through his life. The rule is clear: don't show love, or one day he'll kill you.

I took my shower alone, making sure to take some time to compose myself. As incredible as the sex was, I couldn't let myself be swayed by that handsome face. In this story, I'm Red Riding Hood, and he's the Big Bad Wolf, but unlike Red Riding Hood, I won't run from the Wolf.

"Now you can take your shower, dear," I said mockingly.

"Sometimes I get the feeling that you and I are always heading in opposite directions. Even if I try, you always put up a barrier between us," he said.

" I think it's all in your head. Go take your shower, so we can go on our trip. I promise to be good," I whispered in his ear.

"Don't do that! Talking like that makes me want to have you again," he said, already excited.

"Control yourself and go take your shower. We'll have plenty of time for that on the trip."

"Okay, I'm going," he said with a smile.

Morgan went to take his shower, and taking advantage of the moment, I called Owen. It had been days since I left his house and hadn't spoken to him.

"Hello, Owen?"

"Hey, Laura. How are you? Why haven't you been answering my calls?"

"I'm sorry. I had a tough time. My mind wasn't in the right place. Fabian must have told you."

"Yes, she did. My little sister, I wish I could be with you right now and give you a hug," he said, crying.

"Please, don't cry. I'm fine now. Thank God, Morgan and Jack arrived just in time to prevent anything from happening to me."

"I didn't like him; I found him super arrogant. But at least he did everything to find you, and that already counts for me."

"Yes, he did everything to find me. But let's leave that behind. Bad taste, just to remember. I called to see how you're doing and to let you know I'll be traveling with Morgan for a few days."

"Be careful. If anything happens, at any time, you can call me. If you don't want to stay there, you know you can come here. You can count on me for anything."

"I know I can count on you. Thanks for being the amazing brother you are. I love you, Owen."

"I love you too. Have a safe trip, and let me know as soon as you get there."

"I will. Kisses."

Owen hung up, and I felt a sense of anguish. I wanted to be close to my brother; he was the only person who understood me. Tears streamed down my face. Morgan came out of the bathroom and saw me sobbing.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

"Nothing. I just called Owen, and I got emotional. We've always been attached to each other."

"When we get back, you could invite him to spend a few days here. Maybe that way, he'll change his impression of me from when I went to get you. I didn't mean to be rude or anything. I was just irritated because you ran away from me."

"When we get back, I'll spend a few days at his place. If you want this to work, as you say, you have to give me some space and let me make my own decisions. I know you're afraid something might happen to me, but I need to feel free, not like your prisoner."

"Yes, you're right. Sometimes I act in a way you don't like, but it's because I'm afraid of losing you or that someone might hurt you. I can't bear to see you shed another tear because of fear. But I promise to give you space."

"Thank you for that. I know it's hard for you to give in, so thanks."

It was clear that he was falling for my games. If I was already in his heart, now I was making my way into his mind. It would be just a matter of time before he tasted his own medicine.