Chapter Eleven
His arm coiled around her slender waist like a steel band, holding her tightly against himself while his other hand fisted into her head, tilting it to deepen the intensely passionate kiss. Athena gasped at the suddenness of it all, her brain turning to mush. Was this the way a kiss made you feel? She was torn apart with the tremendous amount of need that coiled in her abdomen, a need so intense that an involuntary moan of pleasure escaped her mouth when Troy's hot tongue slid into her sweet mouth.
Troy groaned when her soft, smooth arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers clinging to him. He lost his sanity as he sought and delved deeper in her mouth. His whole body was on fire, arousing him to a new level altogether. His hand slid down from her waist to her curvy hips and he molded them against his massive hardness, grinding against her, thrusting into her, making her feel the intense need that he felt for her.
Athena never knew that she had so much passion hidden inside her. She matched his demanding kiss with an equal intensity and kissed him back with an equal fervor. Troy was relentless and demanding, as he devoured every recess of her mouth, yet he was restless to get more of her. At last he pulled away a little but hovered over her lips as they stared at one another, amazed at the intensity of the kiss.
"Was that your first kiss?" He whispered against her lips, looking at her as if contemplating on repeating it.
Athena nodded. "Yes," she breathed as she felt her heartbeats thundering in her ribcage. She hadn't expected such a kiss from him. Her fingers went to her swollen lips and she blushed as his gaze took in every action in slow motion.
"Did you like it?" Asked Troy, his arm still around her. He wasn't releasing her so quickly. She was like a drug to heal his loneliness. After that wild kiss, he wanted more of her.
"Yeah," Athena whispered shyly. She couldn't fathom if his kisses felt so good then how would it feel when he made love? Suddenly his proposal crept into her mind and she blushed more.
"I think I'll go," she gestured towards her room. Yet Troy didn't release her.
"I haven't kissed anyone this way before," he said, his eyes pinning her with a piercing gaze. Athena was stunned by his admission. He was so good-looking and was so successful. Women would give anything to be his girl yet he hadn't kissed anyone passionately before? Was that even possible?
"Good night Troy, " she whispered, pushing him and running towards her room, with her lips throbbing and on fire. How would she sleep after that? Surely she'd have dreams of Troy tonight.
Troy watched her go away and then slowly walked to his room. After that kiss, he was now sure that the chemistry that they shared was real. He wouldn't give it up. He would keep trying till he had made her his. He had to make her see that Brandon wasn't the one for her.
Athena lay on her back and watched the moon through the gap between the curtains. Her mind was stuck up on only one thought. What would it feel like to be Troy's wife? After that kiss, her whole body burned for another but she would die rather than admit it. There was something about Troy that made her feel whole, made her feel desirable, made her feel wanted. Brandon lately had been behaving more like an enemy than a best friend. He hadn't even offered to help her with her granny. She wondered if he was alright or if something was bothering him. It was late when she closed her eyes.
A soft touch on her cheek made her open her eyes. Her eyes widened with shock to find Troy leaning over her as he stood beside her bed. She sat up with horror.
"You? What are you doing in my bedroom?" She shrieked with panic. She was sure that she had locked her door last night. How did this hot guy come in wearing the same sweatpants that he wore last night? Didn't he own a shirt? She wanted to smack her head. Maybe he had only one, the one that she was wearing. She rolled her eyes but couldn't look away from his muscular, ripped body looking all the more se*y in the daylight.
"Why? Didn't you feel me against you all night? I slept with you," he asked in a husky tone, straightening up and looking at her with hooded eyes.
Athena was horrified. She had slept like a log and didn't feel a thing. Her cheeks colored profusely. "Y you s slept w with m me?" She stammered with confusion. Troy chuckled.
"Don't lose your head over it, my Goddess of War, " he said, chuckling more at her expression. "Relax, I just came in since you wouldn't open your door. The nurse called from the hospital. Granny has woken up but her blood pressure has shot up and so has her sugar level. Get ready quickly. We'll leave in ten minutes," he told her, walking out of her door. Athena was worried out of her mind. Granny's health had deteriorated and she had to reach the hospital soon. She quickly showered and as she went to the room to wear the same dress that she wore yesterday, she found new clothes kept at the edge of her bed. Athena gasped seeing them. Troy might have kept them for her. She picked up the pale minty green sundress to see the price tag still hanging from it. The dress was an exclusive designer wear and very expensive indeed. Where did he find it so early in the morning? There were matching lingerie too kept beside the dress and they all looked new. Did he keep brand new women's clothes ready in his apartment?
She rolled her eyes at the thought but not having any choice, she quickly wore them. Strangely, the clothes fit her perfectly. She quickly picked up her handbag and rushed out and down the staircase to find Troy talking on his mobile phone. His eyes checked her out as she walked towards him. She could clearly see the admiration in them for her. He disconnected the call as she stood in front of him.
"Hey, you look delicious and minty," he said with a wink. Athena couldn't help the smile breaking out on her lips. What a way to compliment a girl!
"Where did you find this dress so early in the morning? Do you have a closet full of women's clothes in your bedroom? You know, for emergencies?" asked Athena as they walked out of his apartment towards his private elevator. Troy laughed, tilting his head back. Athena watched him, hypnotized by his masculine beauty. How could a man look so good in a simple blue tee-shirt and a pair of figure hugging jeans? He was like a magnet drawing her towards him with every passing moment. She couldn't control herself, staring at him was all she did these days.
He pressed the button in the elevator, taking them to the parking area of the building. "I don't keep a closet full of women's clothes. In case you're dying of curiosity, let me tell you that I don't bring women here to my apartment. In fact I haven't been with a woman since I graduated out of college," he told her, making her stare more at him. Was he for real? He'd been celibate for that long?
"Then?" She whispered, curiosity getting the better of her.
"A friend's wife runs her own boutique. I just called her and she had the clothes delivered, " he shrugged. The elevator door opened and they walked out towards his car. Athena's mouth hung open at his words. It was something as simple as that and here she was drawing illogical conclusions. She was surely going crazy around him. A single kiss had this effect upon her. She wondered if she'd be alive when he made love to her. 'Oh shut up, mind!' She chided herself, concentrating on fixing her seat belt and going to the hospital now.
"They called from the hospital just as you had come downstairs. Granny is stable now and is out of danger," he told her, his glance going to her parted lips.
"Thank God!" Said Athena and stopped taking deep breaths to calm herself. She would only focus on granny now, she decided, refusing to inhale the intoxicating scent of Troy wafting into her nose within the close confines of the car. His rough hand brushed against her leg as he handled the clutch. A tremor went up her body and she moved further away from him.
"You can go up to the ICU. I'll park the car and join you, okay?" He said dropping her off. Athena nodded and rushed inside the hospital glad to get away from his nearness.
She would stay at the hospital the whole day. She wouldn't go back to his apartment. If she did, she would surely end up in his arms.
gomesdeepa
2021-05-28 20:06:05Loving this story too much
Brind2y2
2021-05-25 21:24:26Awesome ch, update soon.😀