Chapter 33: Chapter 33

"Stay here!" Reahlyn growled and just left the cabin while I immediately ran to the window and peered out curiously.

With bated breath, I watched Esteban get out of a black BMW. He was wearing a shirt as always, this time a white one with the top two buttons undone. He wore a black coat over it which made him look incredibly handsome, but I didn't want to think of him that way, so I looked at Reahlyn, who I suddenly realized was still only wearing a tank top in this cold.

The two stood opposite each other, apparently arguing about something and when Esteban then looked straight in my direction, I closed the curtain in a flash and got such a blatant tachycardia that I started sweating despite the cold.

I didn't even know what made me feel that way...

The excitement or the look into those dark eyes that always triggered something in me that I didn't even know what it was.

"Come out, love," I heard him calling me, but I didn't move an inch. Only when I noticed again that the two were arguing loudly, I ran to the door and opened it hesitantly.

"Get back in!" Reahlyn yelled, glancing at me, but Esteban's eyes locked on mine for what felt like an eternity, and when he nodded slightly in the direction of his car, I took a few slow steps forward.

"Keep her out of there!" Reahlyn yelled and grabbed Esteban by the collar of his shirt and I had to admit I didn't like the sight at all. When Esteban then pushed him away and I thought a fight was about to start, I quickly ran between the two.

"Stop it!" I commanded loudly, noticing Reahlyn's gaze on Esteban. He looked like he was about to eat him alive.

"Get in," Esteban said coolly and decisively, but I immediately shook my head in the negative.

"First I want to know what's going on here?"

Reahlyn didn't say anything else, just stood there with his angry expression and I honestly thought he was about to put a bullet in Esteban. Luckily he didn't have a gun in his hand.

"We have to talk. Now!" Esteban said again, walking around the car and opening the passenger door, then looking at me intently.

There was a moment of silence and since I would have had to go back at some point anyway, I turned to Reahlyn, whose expression suddenly became stunned.

"Don't do that," he whispered to me, but I could no longer indulge in a fairy tale, no matter how beautiful it seemed to me... It wasn't real and the girl I was around wasn't really me.

"Thank you for giving my life a moment of peace," I breathed, kissing his cheek gratefully before turning my back with a heavy heart.

I got into the car without looking at either of them again and then waited nervously for Esteban to get in too.

I couldn't bear to feel Reahlyn's sympathetic eyes on me anymore, because that's exactly what was pulling me down more and more. I didn't want to have a guilty conscience, and yet he forced me to do so by suddenly taking me so completely for himself.

When Esteban sat down and started the engine, I immediately smelled his perfume while the warmth of the heater made me feel good.

The car turned and I threw one last apologetic look at Reahlyn, who turned away and headed back to his cabin.

Now I regretted leaving, but I didn't do anything about it and just let the bad feeling go while I stared out of the car at the forest, lost in thought.

The closer we got to Juneau, the more unreal the last few hours seemed to me. Like a dream from which one woke up very slowly...

"Where do you live?" Esteban asked after a while when we had almost reached the port, but I didn't want to just tell him like that. Above all, I didn't even know what he wanted from me.

"Why do you want to know that?" I asked him a counter question and then turned my face to him. "And why did you pick me up in the first place? How did you know where I am?"

I asked him all these questions and carefully observed his facial expressions, which seemed cold and emotionless as always. I think that's exactly what made me want to ride with him.

Reahlyn killed someone for me. Had looked after me and cared for me like we were an old married couple and yet I always felt a little uncomfortable around him because I didn't want to hurt him and sooner or later I almost certainly would have.

I didn't have to worry about that with Esteban. He was so cold himself that surely no one could ever hurt him. It would never break, no matter how close we got.

"Just tell me where you live and I'll explain everything else to you."

He just glanced over at me and then turned his gaze forward again, which I did the same.

"There in front. The big prefabricated building."

I pointed in the direction and Esteban then drove into the parking lot in front of the house to turn to me again for a moment.

"Do you have your key?" he asked and I reached into my pocket to hand it to him without a word. "Get out."

After he opened his door, so did I, and together we walked to the wide front door, which he unlocked and held the door open for me...

Barely standing in the dark, cold hallway, it suddenly happened without warning and Esteban was pinning my waist against the wall to press his lips firmly against mine.

"Show me who you really are," he breathed, effortlessly lifting me onto his hips, making me groan softly.

It all happened so fast I couldn't even think about it, but I didn't want to lose myself in my mind anymore. Only my body seemed to decide what was going to happen and the fire that this man triggered in me at that moment could hardly be tamed.

Caught in a passionate kiss, he carried me down the darkened hallway and I broke away from him, panting, as I gave him directions as to exactly where my apartment was.

He dropped me off right in front of my door, looking deep into my eyes filled with lust, and then unlocked himself to immediately pull me back against him.

It was exactly what I needed. As nice as intimate conversations could be, they didn't allow me to escape my past. This all-encompassing power game that Esteban was playing with me.

"Take off the sweater," Esteban said sternly between his rapid breathing and closed the door behind him to open his shirt, looking at my face.

I did, blindly surrendering to his guidance and letting go of everything else. He was in control of me and I no longer had the ability to make any decisions.

It was incredibly good...

As soon as I stood there in my bra, I marveled at his muscular torso and immediately he came back to me and grabbed my butt to sit me on the kitchen counter behind me.

Dishes clattered to the floor, but I ignored it and wrapped my arms around his neck as he squeezed between my legs and began caressing my neck.

There it was, the feeling that only he could evoke in me and completely fascinated by it, I couldn't get enough of it.

I let my head fall back, felt his lips travel over my collarbone, at the same time I felt his arousal on my already hot middle and longing for the feeling of his possession of me, I pushed my pelvis even harder against him, so that he immediately his He buried his hand in my hair and placed his lips on mine again.

"Love?" he breathed into my mouth and then just seconds later broke away from me to look directly into mine with his dark eyes. "How much do you want me?" he whispered in my face and just from his dark voice I almost burst into flames with passion.

"So much that it hurts," I breathed softly, and there was a silent moment in which we just looked deep into each other's eyes while we both gasped for air.

I wasn't aware of anything around me anymore, like it was just the two of us in this world and the whole atmosphere was so tense that I couldn't help but take what I needed most.

I carefully slid off the counter and then opened my pants to take them off. This was followed by my panties and bra while he watched me, his lips slightly parted.

"And how much do you want me?" I then asked him in the same tone he had asked me while opening myself completely to him, standing stark naked in front of him and wanting nothing more than his hands on my skin.

He didn't say anything more to that, just put his hand on my cheek and his lips on mine to dip his tongue into my mouth. He curled around mine and I moaned softly into his mouth as I felt his other hand slide painfully slowly down my side.

The goosebumps that followed his touch was indescribably beautiful. So beautiful I didn't know how I would ever live without her again.

He pushed me to the bed and I fell under him. Closed my eyes and enjoyed his caresses. It felt like his hands were all over me as his tongue ran in circular motions over my nipples.

I arched my back with a groan, feeling prettier than ever, and then as he unbuttoned his pants with one hand, I opened my eyes again and looked up at him.

His black hair fell slightly over his face, his upper body seemed tense and his eyes looked so dark, as if there was nothing left in him but this insatiable desire for me...

His breathing calmed down and he looked deep into my eyes while I put my hands on his glowing cheeks and slowly felt him enter me...

My heart was racing from the high and I held my breath. It felt like the whole world was standing still. Only he moved further and further into me until I felt him so deep inside me that I groaned and closed my eyes and clung to his upper body.

He gave me a little time to get used to him, stroking my side and when I fell back on the pillow and he lay down more firmly on me, he slowly and rhythmically began to move inside me.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, our breathing seemed perfectly in sync, and our bodies spoke their own language as if made for each other.

Bracing himself with one hand beside me, he braced himself above me and then began to claim me completely with firm thrusts, sliding his other hand around my neck as he did so. He squeezed slightly, but I wasn't uncomfortable with him at all. On the contrary. I trusted him, gave myself to him and knew exactly what he seemed to need.

The tingling in my abdomen grew more intense with each penetration, with each hard thrust from him, and then just as I felt my orgasm seem to overwhelm me, he brought his face right over mine and I lost myself in the depths of his brown ones irises.

Moaning louder and louder, I clawed at his back and then pressed my pelvis even tighter against his so that he thrust even faster and harder...

And then it was time. I pushed all the air out of my lungs, tightening the muscles around his cock, and before my orgasm was completely over, he pulled me into a passionate kiss as he, too, climaxed deep inside me.