The L Word (Lust or Love)

Chapter Nine

Siara blinked her eyes few times, registered everything Jonathan's answer before. Her chest fell and rose rapidly by his words. Her tongue felt tied inside her mouth, couldn't utter a single word. She doesn't know how to replied back his words. She does missed his touch, but she know it was only one time thing. Whatever happened in Bali, stayed in Bali, she thought. She never once had the chance to searched for Jonathan.

When she got back to Jakarta, after her delightful trip from Bali, she felt the weight on her shoulders lifted. She felt happier than ever, glad she could move on from Julian. All of it thanks to Jonathan Xavier, the man who bought her margarita. Siara thought it was wise to forget the man because she know she would never saw him again.

But here he was, in front of her, not only fate brought them back but also Jonathan searched for her. Everything about her, including where she work. Jonathan went for any length just to see her again, to meet her again, to feel and touch her again. Belong to him again.

"You're quiet." Jonathan stated, broke off Siara's own thought.

"Um, sorry."

"What for?"

She silent for a while, "I don't know."

"Is it wrong to meet you again?" Jonathan asked. He tilted his head a bit.

She shook her head, "No that's not what I meant..."

"Then?"

"Well, I just never thought you would search for me. Since you know, we're only one time thing. The s*x, the fun, the meeting, all of it." She sighed, " I never really thought of searching you because I think we wouldn't meet again."

"It a shame, then."

Jonathan put his fork down on his plate, looked down to the food in front of him. Then he lifted his head to met her eyes. Her brown innocent eyes look shocked a bit when Jonathan's jade eyes reflected a sad emotion. There's a little smile that didn't reached his eyes. Siara's stomach felt tightened by the sight. She never meant to hurt him, not when Jonathan only gave her the highest pleasure she ever received.

"I'm sorry, Jonathan. I never meant to hurt you. I never thought of that. It's just..." She exclaimed.

He just still cast a sad smile to her. She reached for his hand, rubbing it back and forth in smooth. Then she squeezed his hand lightly.

"Jonathan, I'm really sorry for not looking for you okay? Will you forgive me?"

He just still silent.

"I'll do anything for you to forgive me." She said.

Jonathan's eyebrow quirked up. His tighten lips began to stretch into mischievous smirk. Her offer was something he couldn't turn it down, not when he wanted her to warm his bed tonight. He had the devilish idea to complied.

"Anything, Siara?"

She stared at him for a second before gave him a seductive smile. She know what he had in mind from the beginning. Her stomach clenched in excitement, "Anything."

He doesn't answered her but he left her hand in the food table then began to rose up from his chair. Jonathan walked fast to her side and picked her up in bridal style. Siara squealed loudly as he picked her up. His laughter burst, echoing every room as they stride to specific place. Only fun and pleasure in their mind now. Pleasuring each other well.

Jonathan lay her on the bed rather roughly, but Siara doesn't mind. Every his harsh act only building the pleasure she always waited for. His one hand reached out so he could swirled a finger around her navel, made Siara breath hitched by the action. With Jonathan, she knew she was going to end in his bed but every s*x she had with him only made her wanted more of him. She doesn't want for his touch to end. She craved for him as much as he addicted to her.

Her teeth started to nibbling at her bottom lip but Jonathan stopped her by kissing her. Without warning, he thrust his tongue hard. She moaned into it. Battling with her tongue, she fought for dominance. But her attempt was failed because she knew she will never going to win for Jonathan's dominance. She gripped his shoulders, pulled him closer to her.

"Oh, Siara, I missed you so much." Jonathan said against her mouth.

"I missed you, too." Her sound turned into a moaned when he kissed her more roughly.

He got up from hovering her, searched for something what he had in mind. Siara rose up to elbow so that she could watch Jonathan stalk through the room. Then he came back to her with a tie in his hand that he got from his cupboard. Again, without warning, he ripped her blouse wanted to saw and to felt her breast. She gasped then arched her back when he nipped one of her erect n****e. Grazing through his teeth, she felt pain and pleasure and the same time, made her mind daze. He continue to attacked her breast in hard way while his hand started to stretched her arms above her head, tying it up with his tie and locked it on the headboard of the bed.

She tugged her hand only come to fail. Her moaned became more loudly as his kiss started to come down to her core. Jonathan played with her body like it was made only for him to play. Gave the right amount of pressure to her pleasure but kept her orgasm at bay. She whimpered at every of his touch. His touch was delightful heaven to her. Every touch he made was tortured her because she wanted more than his touch.

He continued down her body, ignoring her wet dripping core. Jonathan kissed her thigh lightly, sucking then licking it as he rose her skirt. Swirling his tongue just a few inches from her core. Her frustrated whimper was like music to his ear. Then his tongue began to licking and sucking hard on her soaking core, felt the sweetness of her juice.

"Oh God, Jonathan..." She moaned.

Her moaned only made his tongue thrust roughly, resulting her cry of pleasure. Siara let out a scream as she pulled at the tie holding her arms prisoner. The pleasure was becoming too much for her and she didn't know how much she could take. Jonathan rose from hovering her while his hand taking off her black tight skirt and her lacy panty. His c**k throbbing painfully as he saw her nakedness. He began to strip all his clothes as he once again stalk around the room searching for condom. When he found one in his nightstand, he began to tore it and put the latex in his shaft.

Siara breathing heavily as she waited for Jonathan to come back to her, hovering her once again and claimed her lips. She felt the bed dipped when she saw Jonathan was crawling towards her. Without said anything, he pulled her body and rolled it so she was laying on her stomach. Jonathan pulled her hips so her naked ass completely in front of his c**k.

She screamed loud when Jonathan smacked her perfect ass then caressing it again before he smacked it again. Both pain and pleasure was run in her vein. Her shaky breath and moan was a living proof that she liked the roughness way, no matter her eyes held so much innocent, her body was complied to every hard act he gave her.

"You like it, don't you, my goddess? You like it hard and rough?" Jonathan asked as he cupped both of her breast.

"Yeeesss!" Siara hissed when Jonathan with his firmly grip began to played with her two perfect round globes. It fits perfectly in his hand, not to small and not to big.

Siara screamed again as he unexpectedly thrust his shaft into her, driving deeply into her body. Jonathan hissed when he felt the tighten on her core. Forgetting that the last time she with a man was with him.

"God, Siara, you're so f*****g tight!" He whispered into her ear as he leaned over her before nibbling her ear lobe.

His thrust became more faster and faster with every breathless cry she gave. The pleasure was pure bliss to her. She realized she really was missed him. The pleasure of having him inside of her was a proof that Siara needed him, she needed Jonathan more than anything now.

"Faster, Jonathan! Faster!" She said loudly, "Oh, God, I can't... I can't take it... Please, Jonathan."

Jonathan was nothing but to complied to her crying pleas. He thrust more faster as he felt a wave of orgasm building through his body. Siara cries Jonathan's name over and over again as climax reached her along with satisfaction groan coming from Jonathan's mouth when he too reached for climax inside of her.

The sound of their ragged breath was filled Jonathan's master bedroom. He pulled out his c**k from her, received her moan by the sudden move. Then he untie the tie that was wrapped on her wrist. Gently he kissed the skin, rubbing his thumb against the reddened skin. He lay her back to the bed then left her to the connected bathroom for removing the condom. He brought back washed cloth with him and began to cleaned her thigh and her glistening core.

Jonathan pulled Siara near to him so that he hugged her tightly while caressing her long black hair. He really love the smooth of hair, wanted to run his fingers into it over and over again.

"Good night, my goddess." Was all he said before darkness consumed both of them.