I Like Her That Way

Chapter 3

Ricardo's POV:

I woke up in the morning to see her sleep next to my chair. God, what's her problem?

You guys must be wondering why I hate her so much and yes, I had a bit of a rough childhood. But, that's no excuse for my behavior towards her.

I just don't like Clarissa. There are a few reasons for that, but some of the main reasons are because she is way too chirpy, and she annoys me. The only way to drive her off is to shout at her, but that doesn't seem to be working. I'm starting to feel that she is indeed, a masochist.

She's annoying, chirpy, cheesy, happy-go-lucky and caring. I think she's faking it. Why would she care about me if I'm always rude to her?

She wants money? I can give her money, but I won't give her love. Love makes me feel weak.

I let her send me off everyday, so she can shut up. I don't ever eat her food or she'll start thinking I like her or something.

She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, but don't get me wrong, that has nothing to do with me liking her. I'm just being a gentleman. Or not. Last night, when I saw her, I was shocked, aroused and angry all at once. I wanted to tear that thing off her and properly r****h her. She is innocent though, and I'm sure of that.

When she started working on those papers, she was concentrating on her work, but I was concentrating on her chest, instead of my work. When she started massaging me, I wanted nothing more than to spread her on my desk and have my way with her, but instead I threw her out. It took every ounce of self-control I had to do that. That's saying a lot when all I wanted to do was taste every inch of her skin. 

It also made me a certified asshole, but she needed to know about me. I'm not right for her.

Most of you are wondering if I'm cheating on her, and yes I am. Just kidding. I hate her, but I wouldn't dare cheat on her. A man must keep his promise that he made in front of God. Afterall, after seeing her all the girls are plain and boring-

Wait, what am I saying? She's so petite when she hugs me. She fits perfectly into my body.

Anyway, as I was saying, the second I said 'I do', the word 'cheating' was permanently removed from my dictionary.

Now, she's sleeping beside me on a chair. I took a moment to notice all her features. Not creepy at all. I remember her big brown puppy dog eyes on our wedding day. I touched her lips. So soft. I leaned forward. Just a taste. Before I did anything, I pulled myself away. Oh yeah, she slept here the whole night, I assume. I better put her in bed, or she might get body cramps. I don't care, but her parents do, so it's my duty.

Keep telling yourself that.

I picked her up bridal style and she nuzzled her head in my neck and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, but she was asleep. She even smells good. Is she dreaming about me? For two months, she's been showing symptoms of a crush. I can figure that out.

She turns red when she sees me doing any sort of work or when I come out of the bathroom. My finger accidentally brushed over her arm once and that made her get goosebumps. How annoying can she get? It's getting on my nerves.

I didn't want her to get ideas, so I kissed her on the cheek on the wedding day. I've had my fair share of women. Not going to lie there.

Who knows? Maybe Clarissa is acting that she's all naïve and innocent. They say the innocent looking ones are dangerous. But, I don't believe she's not innocent. I believe in her innocence. She may be clueless sometimes too.

So I dropped her off on our bed. I don't sleep with her either or she'll get ideas. I don't think I had any control to sleep with her. Any red blooded male wouldn't be able to resist that. I went to take a shower and came out. She was still sleeping. After working in the study for about an hour, I was about to head out. All of a sudden, I felt so angry. When I kept my hand on the doorknob, I heard running from the stairs.

Then a felt a pair of familiar arms wrap around my waist. I inwardly sighed, all the stress gone. I felt some drops of water on my shirt. There was water on her arms. I turned around and saw that she was in her towel with water dripping from her hair and body.

Whoa! I don't think I have enough self restraint to not take that towel off her body. I've become a lustful animal around her. I've never felt like this with another woman. Just one taste, I tell myself. That's it. I grabbed her and brought her closer to me. She gasped.

"You better know what you're doing. Coming out in that."

She looked at me with wide eyes. She started breathing heavily and my eyes dropped down. Since when did I become a p*****t?

"I overslept and I just wanted to send you off. When I heard the door opening, I didn't think, I just came down here. I'm sorry if I offended you."

I didn't even register anything she was saying. All I registered were those soft pink lips moving. I didn't think, I just took her face and kissed her deeply. She was shocked at first, but she wrapped her arms around my neck and tentatively kissed me back.

But, I wanted more. I coaxed her mouth open with my tongue and I explored her mouth. She tasted so sweet, so heavenly.

Suddenly, I snapped out of it and backed away from her.

I sneered at her,"You got my shirt wet!"

Then, I quickly took off.