Chapter 2 Don't Tempt Me

• Three days had passed when Arianna gave her purity to a stranger. She laughs at the thought of it, she did give it to a stranger but not to her boyfriend. It’s absurd. Well, it’s quite good anyway, though it hurts a lot. But pain can turn into pleasure—that is what she realized and felt that night.
• She can’t figure it why, but she wants to do it again with him—Giovanni Harris, aka Van, the CEO of the GH Corporation. The richest bachelor in town, a famous womanizer, and a man who hates commitment.
• Arianna woke up the next day, naked and he was gone, but he left a calling card. He’s one of their major investors. She usually sees him during parties organized by elite people.
• Did he recognize her that night or he just thought that she was sort of a whore who wants to get paid as she gets laid?
• Well, she didn’t regret what happened between them. Besides, she wants something new. That tingling feeling when they did it, she wants it again. Seems like she wanted to explore deeper things with him.
• Arianna is currently driving to Van’s company to pay a visit. It took her three days to decide whether she visit him or just forget what just happened between them.
• She parked her car and walk straight to the guard desk. She stated her purpose and the guard told her to wait for a while and asked her if she has an appointment.
• She answered, “Yeah, with Van. I’m his girlfriend,” and it was a lie. She can’t tell that she has an appointment because she hasn’t.
• Claiming as his girlfriend is the easiest password.
• The guard laughed as if she cracked a joke. “Four other girls came earlier and claimed that they were Mr. Harris’s girlfriends. And you’re the fifth, Ma’am, this morning,” the guard said.
• She raised her left eyebrow, and crossed her arms, “What? I’m his. Call him if you don’t believe me,” she said. Praying that Van will ride on.
• The guard shook his head as if he was not convinced. He then started to make a call. “Hello, Sir. There’s a lady here downstairs who told me that she was your girlfriend. Shall I let her—What’s your name, Miss?” he asked.
• “Arianna Carter.”
• “Arianna Carter, Sir,” he said. “Yes, sir.” He put down the telephone.
• “What?” she asked, impatiently.
• “You may enter, Ma’am. I’m sorry for the delay. Just go straight to the CEO's office on the last floor,” he said.
• She nodded and ambled towards the lift.
• Arianna breathes deeply and sighed. Relax, Yana. This is what you wanted, said the corner of her mind. Lea doesn’t know about this. No one knows about it. And she doesn’t have plans yet to share it with them. But she will be going to tell it anyway but there is a right time for it.
• She just wanted to detract from her interest in other things. She doesn’t want to be jailed for her past. She doesn’t want to cry because of that Miles. He’s not a loss after all. But what if she gives what Miles wants and cheated on her in the end? Surely, it’s painful. She can be miserable right now if that’s the case.
• The lift opened, and she stepped out, then look around. Even though she’s used to seeing luxurious designs, every design has its own uniqueness and she must admit that GH has the best interiors.
• A girl wearing an eyeglass welcomed her. “You must be, Ms. Carter, right?” she asked.
• “Yes.”
• “Right this way, Ma’am. Mr. Harris is waiting for you,” she said as she leads her toward his office. The woman knocked and opened the door for her and left, afterward.
• Arianna knows Van, but that night, she didn’t expect that it was him. Van is two years older than her. They entered the same school way back in college, but they never had a conversation with each other.
• That night, she didn’t recognize him or even his voice. Honestly, Arianna had a crush on Giovanni way back then. Until Miles came into her world and break her trust.
• When she knew that it was Van with whom she shared those intimate scenes, it seems like her infatuation went back, but not in an idealistic way. She can’t feel any attachments but pure lust.
• Who would’ve thought that her crush will be her first? Well, better give her first to him than to the cheater. Though, Van also is a man-whore. As the richest bachelor in town, the paparazzi always link him to different girls.
• Better try things out without any attachments.
• Now she knows the reasons for those who don’t prefer any commitment. They want to enjoy life. They are also afraid. Fear can do funny things, especially in the realm of intimate relationships. People are interesting creatures. Some would jump at the opportunity to be in a relationship while others take a lot longer to commit. People who are afraid of commitment are not yet ready for the next step. They enjoy chasing games. Maybe there’s someone else whom they can’t forget, or they just want to focus on their own priorities.
• Arianna was blinded by her love towards Miles and it reaches the stage of her being an idiotic woman who was head over heels for a jerk. She wasted two years.
• “Hi,” she greeted as she enters, and Van fluster his alluring eyes. Oh, how she loved the way he smiles.
• “You may sit down,” he said. “What brought you here?” he asked. “You should’ve called me.” He clasped his hands and rest his arms on the chair’s armrest. “How’s my girlfriend, anyway?” he asked, mocking.
• Arianna rolled her eyes. “I just told the guard that I’m your girlfriend so that he will let me in. but it seems like your other girlfriends came too.”
• He smirked. “And I like the last one,” he said which make her blush. He stood up. “What brings you here, anyway?” he asked as he leaned on his table and face her.
• It seems like Arianna’s tongue got cut out and it took her a couple of seconds before she answers. “I—I’m just visiting the first man in my life,” she joked.
• Van chuckled. “I didn’t know that the daughter of the owner of the great Hotel Chains around the globe, Arianna Carter, was a virgin,” he said, seeming he was making fun of her.
• “Shut up!”
• “What if I’m not the guy that night? Would you give in just like what you did?” he asked in a serious manner as he went closer to her.
• Because of its height, Arianna needs to lift her head to meet his gaze. Then she shrugged her shoulders. “Who knows? Maybe?” she replied and stood up. “I’m done here. Bye,” she said.
• She was about to turn his back away when Van grabbed her left arm and pulled her closer to him. “Not so fast, baby,” he whispered in her left ear as he sniffed. “I love your scent,” he added.
• Her body quivers as he nibbled her left ear. His hand slowly touches her globe, squeezing it and he slapped it. “You’re such a teased,” he said and held her chin and pull it up.
• Arianna can see the intention in his eyes. She can feel how erect he was, seems like his cock want to come out from his scorch.
• “If I kiss you now, you know I won’t stop from there.”
• “Then don’t,” she replied, courageously. “After all, we already did it once,” she said and bit her lower lip.
• “Don’t tempt me, Yana…” his breath is getting heavier, “my cock might hurt you again.”
• “I don’t care how painful it is. Don’t make me beg, Van.” She pushed her body to him. “I can bear the pain.” She tiptoed and initiate the kiss. Her pink lips brushed on him. He groaned, seems like he lost control of himself. The kiss was meant to be gentle and comforting, but when she shuddered as his lips touched hers, all pretense of gentleness flew away. Their longing took possession of them. She gasped.
• He was possessed… tempted… deteriorated. He harshly pulled down the zipper of her dress, barely not breaking the kiss. Her dress fell on the carpeted floor. He then began to unhook her brassiere and pushed her onto the sofa. He stays on top and placed his hand below her head for her to lean on. His other hand found the mound, then her tip immediately swelled to the heat of his palm, and her nips solidified.
• “Tell me what you want me to do, baby,” he confided, his mouth trailing kisses from the corner of her mouth to her earlobe. The tip of his tongue traced the outer swirls of her ear. She sucked on her breath, then quivered. He stops for a while to take off his suit and tossed it away.
• She gasped at the touch of his body against her. Of course, intimate sex inside his office sounds incredible. The sofa was quite big after all. She moaned when he fastened his mouth on her breasts, left and right, flicking his tongue against her tips, then sucking it hard.
• “Ah, Van!” she moaned with satisfaction and grabbed his hair.
• “That’s it, baby. Moan for me,” he said in between. His knee parted her thighs then his hand went down to cup the zenith of her thighs. She was tensed.
• Leaving nothing to cover his body, he positioned himself.
• Yana gasped as she saw how fully erected, he was. He pulled down her last garment and tossed it away. His finger touches her core. Sliding one finger on it, going back and forth. She moaned.
• One moment, his tongue is now playing on her core. Her body arched as he twirled, nibbled, and sucked it. He stopped and situated himself on her top. Composing himself.
• “You locked the door. Don’t you?” he manages to ask.
• “Of course,” she replied.
• “Fuck,” he cursed as he entered. She flinched as she feels pain. “Relax, I can be gentle.”
• “No, I want it the way how you want it to be,” she said while adjusting her body to his shaft.
• Damn. His huge.
• He transformed into a beast after hearing what she said. He moved faster and delved deeper. They moaned. He moved faster… deep and hard. He keeps on moving back and forth, reaching her too fast.
• “I’m coming,” he whispered.
• With one, two, and three strokes, he pulled his dick and spit his juices on her belly.