Chapter 8 Wants You Safe

• Left with no choice, Van sends her home. But she never bothers to talk to the guy when they are inside the car. She was still pissed. She has been thinking about what Van told her friends and they easily left her there.
• When he parked the car, she immediately got off her seat and walk fast through the elevator. She presses the button, but her eyes widened when she saw his figure walking in her direction.
• “What the hell? Go home, Van.”
• The elevator door was about to close when he put his hand in between and walked in with a smirk fluster on his face.
• She crossed her arms and faced him. “Don’t you understand what I’ve just said?”
• “What?” he asked, pretending to be clueless.
• “I said, go home. Why did you follow me here?” she asked, pissed.
• He let out a soft chuckle.
• Arianna’s forehead wrinkled. ‘Is there anything funny to laugh about?’ she thought.
• “Whoa, you’re angry?” he asked in a mocked tone.
• She heaved a deep sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Geez, Van, what the hell. I’m not making jokes with you.”
• “Neither I,” he replied, looking at her with his deep serious eyes.
• “Look,” she massages her temple, “I’m already tired. Please, let us make the bush next time.”
• Van pulls her and hugs her. She cannot protest. “You think I want you right now? Well, sort of, but I just want to take you home safely. That is all,” he said, softly.
• Suddenly, her heart thumps fast, and why does she feels like her heart skipped because of his caring voice? She then hugged him back. Hugging him makes her calm.
• Van knows how to please a nagging woman. He caresses her back, up and down, until it reaches her globe.
• “Van,” she warned. “Stop it and don’t you dare.”
• “Shhh…”
• She tried to let go but Van does not want it. “Van, we’re inside the elevator,” she said in a warning tone. And he let go.
• “Sorry,” he said.
• She nodded and heaved a deep sigh before the door opens. She stepped out and walk straight to her unit. She looks for her keys inside her bag and gets them. She put it inside the keyhole and twitch the knob to the right and pushes the door. Before entering, she took a glimpse of Van’s direction. “Come in and drink some coffee.”
• She threw the door key at the top of a small glass bowl at the center top of the table, and she went to the kitchen to make Van his coffee. She doesn’t trust Van’s word that he just wanted to take her home safely. She saw how his eyes shine when he was touching her. She knew that the guy wants to take her down again.
• While waiting for the coffee beans to be brewed, a muscled arm envelops her waist from behind. “Hey,” she said and went off to his grip, “you sit down there and wait for your coffee,” she said and pointed to the chair on the center aisle.
• But the guy didn’t respond and pulled her again. He sniffed his neck as he rests his jaw on her shoulder. “You smell good, baby,” he whispered.
• Arianna rolled her eyes. “Thank you, but…” she removed his arms from his waist, “I need to take some shower and you need to drink your coffee. And go home.” She pushed him away.
• He laughed and said, “You’re shooing me away, huh?”
• “Yes,” she answered, confidently as she put down his cup of coffee. “After you drink this, go home, alright?”
• He grabs the cup and blew the hot coffee in a way that he seems like he was enjoying it.
• She just shook her head. She moved her back away from him when he suddenly talks.
• “You’ll leave me here?”
• She raised her brow. “Yes. I need to get some sleep. If you leave, lock the door, please. Goodnight, Van.”
• AS THE cold water drips down to her body, she felt relieved. The tiredness vanishes. And a sudden thought came from her mind. She can’t believe that Van was so active when it comes to sex. He can do it—they can do it anywhere.
• And what will be her explanations to her friends when they will meet tomorrow? What will she tell? That Van and she were fuck buddies? Damn that Van, she cursed under her breath. Why does he need to talk to her friends? Knowing them, they will ask her for everything—for every detail. She will be dead, especially to Lea.
• She’s combing her hair when the door suddenly opens and saw Van’s reflection in the mirror. She immediately turned her face to the man.
• “What the hell are you doing here?” she shouted.
• Van closed the door and walk through her bed. He threw himself at the top of it and lazily look at her. “I’m too lazy to go home because of your coffee,” he said, and she can’t see the essence of it.
• Because of the coffee? Like whom will buy that?
• Van closes his eyes.
• Arianna pushed down the comb she was holding, and it makes a loud thump on her vanity table. She went closer to him and put her hands on her waist. “You can’t fool the hell out of me, Van.” She then pushed him and he fell on the floor.
• “Damn, woman!” he hisses as he stood up and massages his back.
• She can’t help herself to laugh. It’s not that she does it intentionally. It was just to be a slight push.
• “You think, that was funny?” he asked, seriously.
• She gulped and her smile immediately vanish as he walks slowly in her direction.
• “You’re making me angry,” he said, firmly.
• She gulped again and she can see his eyes burning out of anger. “Sorry.”
• “If a sorry can cure everything, why do we need the police?” he asked.
• She smirked and put her palms on his chest to avoid their body cohere. Because of the height of the guy, she needs to lift her head to meet his eyes. His burning eyes.
• “It’s your fault,” she said, trying not to be affected by his aura. Though he’s frightening and it seems like he wants to bite. “I told you to go home, but you didn’t follow it.
• She moved a step backward, and he moves forward. “Van,” she warned.
• “What?” he asked. They did it continuously until her back was pinned to the wall.
• Uh-oh. Dead end.
• A smirk flustered on Van’s lips.
• She closed her eyes when he put his arms on the wall. Caging her.
• “You make me angry at the same time,” he kissed the side of her head, “you make me horny, because of this,” he then touched her piles.
• She cursed when he continues doing it. She groaned because of the warmth.
• “You’re loving it. Do you?”
• She just answered with a groan.
• She gasped when his lips savor hers, kissing her like a hungry lion. She moaned. She then encircled her arms on his neck to deepen the kiss. His palms rested on the top of her fruits. Crumpling each circle, continuously.
• He took off her clothes. Her full-grown breasts welcomed him. It bounces. He then started kissing her again on her lips, down to her neck, until it reaches her peak.
• He sucked it hungrily. Whilst his hand trailed down to her private part, up to her waist. As his mouth rested on her right nipple, he pulled down her shorts and underwear, leaving nothing.
• “Lights off,” she commanded. The bright room turned into a dim one.
• He stopped doing his thing and looked at her. “You installed the tech too?” he asked, partly amazed. He removed his belt and took off his pant, then his last piece of cloth.
• She can’t see his shaft, but she can see his bulk, standing firm and hard.
• “I got envious of your pad. So, I decided to install it too,” she said and kissed him again.
• His hardness touches her belly. It tickles.
• The guy makes her horny too, and she won’t deny the fact that she wants him inside her right now.
• Van carried her and pinned her back on the wall. Kissing her with so much pleasure. He then adjusted himself and thrust hard.
• She groaned. And doesn’t mind the light pain when he enters.
• Van keeps on thrusting deeper and faster. That she can’t even know where to hold on because of the impact.
• “Oh, Van…” she groaned and cursed as she almost feels the tumbling of her stomach—she was about to cum.
• His every move was getting bolder and wilder.
• How could a billionaire be like this—hungry for everything?
• Whilst his shaft was still inside her, he walks through her bed and lay her down without disruption. He then thrust again. He let her feet rest on his shoulders. When it seems like he’s not contented, he then makes her back facing him.
• Suddenly Van took her from behind. He delved deeper, and moves faster than his original pace, groaning as he’s trying to reach something.
• She can almost feel it. She’s coming.
• Van gathered all her hair in his right hand and pulled it as he thrust faster.
• Because of the tingling sensation of their making, she cum again. Van keeps on doing her and groaned loudly as he spits his juices inside and it trailed down on her thighs.
• Van walks near her vanity table and grabbed some wet wipes. He wiped his shaft until it was clean. He went near her and wiped hers too. When he was done, he pushed her body upward and let her rest her head on the soft pillow.
• She doesn’t mind if she’s naked, she was just tired and needs to get some sleep.