Chapter Fifteen DRAVEN He groans into my mouth , clutching my body against his and forcing his tongue past my lips . I know I should push him away , but Im not ready to yet . He tastes like whiskey , and I find myself drinking him in as I forcefully suck on his tongue . My mind swirls with the sounds of pleasure I elicit from him . His bicep flexing against my shoulders , causing me to shiver and arch my back so that his mouth drop in to nibble my earlobe . I want you , he hisses , stroking the outide of my leg with one hand . Every trek he makes over my hip burns through my jeans to tattoo my skini beneath . Liting me into his arms and ppressing my into his chest , he carries me bridal style toward the companionway, without breaking our kiss . I splay my fingers over his chest , tracing the contoured steel of his pectorals and feeling them flex beneath my fingertips . God he feels good to touch . Electricity courses through my body , my center thrumming with need . We enter the stateroom and I fall onto the bed . Dropping his weight down on top me , he deepenes the kiss , stroking his hand down over my breast then caressing and groping over my hip . He slides one powerful leg between both of mine to bring his knee up against my heat and I cry out with pleasure . Domonic , I hiss , pulling the back of his ponytail so I that I can bite and nibble his neck . He groans , dropping his head forward and further into my kiss. Youre too beautiful , he says, sliding one hand toward the bottom of my top and underneath . God , the feel of his hand on my bare skin has my back ricocheting off the bed . No ! Wait a minute ! My bruises . Stop , I hiss , between kisses . Stop please! He pushes his body into mine , mumbling against my neck . Why ? I want this , he says. I want you . Stop , I say again . Please stop . He freezes with his hand locked on my waist, and his thigh pressing my legs apart . He lifts his head and his eyes are full of worry . I Im sorry . Im drunk . He rolls off of me to stand next to the bed . Drunk ? Drunk !? Is that the only reason he kissed me ? Because he is drunk ? Running a hand through the unbound bangs of his shiny auburn hair he apologizes , If I hadnt been drinking that way , I would never have been so forceful . I- Wait , what ? Forceful ? I snap, sitting up against the headboard . He turns around , his eyes full of remorse. I should have been gentler. No ! No , you should not have been . Is that why you think I asked you to stop? He swallows , his brow furrowing . Its not ? I laugh . I draw my legs up to kneel on the bed. I loved the way you touched me Im just not- 1/3 14:01 Wed, Nov 13 ti Chapter Fifteen -loved ? He interrupts and I swear his face turns beet red . Yes, loved . I lean forward , climbing toward the end of the bed on all fours . His eyes glaze over with lust at my approach and hes fairly panting by the time I reach the edge. Im just not ready yet . You look extremely ready to me . He smirks , walking toward me slowly Especially in that position . I giggle , dropping my legs over the bed and standing up . We should head back . I still have that date , I say , tauntingly . His eyes grow cold . The date , he chuckles humorlessly , his gaze narrowing . Unfortunately , he begins , heading right past me toward the bed to flop down on his side , Im drunk and cant head back for at least another hour and by that time , itll be too late . I scowl at him . Thats why he took me out on his boat ! So he could ruin my date . Well , the jokes on him then . You did this on purpose , I hiss . Youre jealous. He clenches his jaw. Im not jealous. Admit it , I tease. He smiles , his dimples pushing a surge of liuid into my panties . I swear if I didnt think it would be way more fun to watch him snap , I would jump him right her and right now . His eyes flame , gaze falling toward my lap almost as if he knows how wet I am now . Im going to lay right here and sober up . I shouldnt have been drinking as much as I did . I cant drive like this. I glare at him , straightening my shoulders and taking a step toward the exit . I guess youre in luck then. He laughs . Oh really? Why is that ? I smirk . Because something I didnt tell you I grew up in Miami , and I may not have ever learned how to drive a car. But a boat I can drive . He glowers at me . You really want to see Paul that bad . Well head back. Thank you , I say sweetly , before heading out toward the helm . Start the engine please. We make it back to the house to find Paul sitting on my doorstep . After unbuckling my seatbelt, I jump out of the car and greet him with a wide smile . Sorry Im late . I almost got stuck out on the ocean. He laughs , lifting a basket brought with him in my direction . I brought dinner and wine . Nice , I say, unlocking the door . I can feel Domonics sour glare as I gesture Paul inside , but I ignore him , slamming the door behind me . So , you were out on the yacht with him when he called , Paul inquires , blue eyes narrowed in confusion . I nod as he opens up the basket and begins setting up our dinner . I guess I was . He called you ? 2/3 14:01 Wed , NOV 13 Chapter Fifteen * He did . Paul says , taking a seat at the table and pouring two glasses of wine , Funny , he didnt mention you were with him . Did he know you had a date with me tonight ? I nod as Paul takes a sip of his wine . He sputters , Really ? Thats pretty weird . Ive never known him to be a cock blocker . A slow , strangely sadistic smile stretches across his face . Well , well , well . What ? Knock , knock , knock . He laughs . He and I are supposed to be close friends . Were practically brothers and he never said a thing about you being there with him . Paul chuckles , A hundred dollars says thats him at the door . No bet because it wouldnt be anyone else . Without getting up , I shout , Come in ! The door opens and Domonic enters , but he doesnt look my way . Paul I need a word with you please . Paul smiles , granting me a momentary glance before his eyes returned to Domonic . Is it important ? Because- Yes , Domonic snaps , his tone serious . Cant it wait for the meeting ? I mean , its already seven oclock . Domonics muscles tense , his anger bubbling . And if Ididnt know better , I would have thought I heard him growl . He begins to laugh disturbingly slowly . You want it to wait ? Fine , it can wait . Then with one long look my way , he storms back out , slamming the door behind him and shaking the walls with the force of it . Chapter Comments Marietta Gary Oh Paul , smh Mark Sabrina Tyler Oh lord Paul youre in trouble now In "The Secret of Nami Sushi" by CrushReel, readers are drawn into a captivating tale of mystery and intrigue surrounding a renowned sushi restaurant. 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