Mr. Imperfectionist

10 Own Me

We finished our beverages and moved to the couch. I had no problem sitting close to him this time.

"So, I've decided to take you on a Hot Air Balloon, a tour in the Gothic Quarter, then I'll take you to Park Guell and finally dinner at El Cangrejo Restaurant. It has the best sea view. You will love it." He said with a grin.

My eyes widened. "Really? You seriously going to take me to all these places?"

"Why not? Have you ever been to Barcelona before?"

"I've never been to Spain before. I wanted a Barcelona tour when I came here and I had no idea where to go and how to explore." I said excitedly.

Sabil chuckled. "Don't worry your guide is here." He winked.

"Thank you so much," I said with a wide smile. I wanted to hug him but I fought the urge.

He placed his hand on my cheek. "No problem Cariño."

Our eyes were locked again. His deep green eyes were so compelling that it was always so difficult to look away. I could feel the s****l tension build again. His hand was still on my cheek. He shifted his gaze to my lips. I swallowed hard. I had promised myself not to lose control but it was impossible to live up to the promise when his touch was heating my cheek and the scent of his perfume was working as a drug. His face was closer now and I felt his warm breath on my lips. I didn't move. 

He closed his eyes and before I could gather my thoughts, his lips were pressed against mine. This time I willingly parted my lips and took his tongue inside my mouth.

As he grabbed me from my waist to pull me closer while kissing deeply, I felt my head swim. I could see the stars. I was high on the scent of his skin, his touch, his smooth lips. My fingers traced in his hair and I clutched a chunk of his hair as I drifted deep into the kiss. This time I too didn't care about the staff. Let them see us. I was so completely lost in his warmth.

While kissing, I slowly rose from my seat and straddled his waist by getting onto his lap. My arms wrapped around his neck and his around my waist, holding me tight against his chest. None of us stopped to catch a breath even for a second. I went on exploring his mouth, biting his tongue, his lips. My fingers tracing the nape of his neck and his hands slowly getting inside my top. As his fingers touched my bare skin, I moaned deeply into his mouth. My thong was already soaked.

He then placed both his palms beneath my buttocks, while we were still lost in the kiss and picked me so easily like I was a light bag. He rose on his toes and started to walk. I couldn't understand where he was taking me but I kept my grip firm around his neck and didn't stop kissing. I didn't even want to. Not now, not later, not ever. I wanted his lips on mine forever.

He kept walking slowly. He then moved his one hand from my buttocks and I heard a doorknob twist. He threw the door open and moved inside. My eyes were closed but I could feel the lights were gone.

There was darkness in this room. I then pulled my lips out of his mouth unwillingly and looked around. The room was dark. He then threw me in bed and I gasped. My heart had started to thump rapidly. Sabil walked towards the door and close it. He lit the yellow light on the ceiling. It was the guest bedroom.

I saw him walk towards me with a smile. It wasn't a smirk. It was just a soft smile that made my heart increase its thumping. He got on top of me. I felt the pressure of his masculine body, but that didn't bother me. I liked getting crushed under him. His fingers were inside my hair while he looked at me with the same soft smile.

His eyes traced my features, and he slowly took both my hands and pinned them above my head. He rested his eyes on my lips now and then kissed me again. This time with more intensity. My head whirled. I didn't flinch even for a second.

I let him dominate me throughout the night. I did whatever he asked me to in bed. It took a while for me to realize that I enjoyed getting dominated by him. I couldn't hate him all this while because I was unintentionally enjoying his dominance.

I did that thing I promised not to do. To give in to the compulsion and lose control. But, Sabil was so irresistible. It felt good in the beginning but, then he got brutal and merciless. He caused a lot of pain to me the entire night. I might have even got some bruises. I don't know. I begged him to stop many times, but he didn't. And yet I couldn't hate him.