Fake Dating My Enemy's Son

Desire

Chapter 4

Aliyah’s POV

The city hadn’t slept, and neither had I.

Rain still drummed against the window when I unlocked my door, my heart thudding with the leftover adrenaline of almost being caught. I shut it softly, then froze.

“Tell me you didn’t,” a voice said behind me.

Adrian stepped out of the dark, jaw clenched, eyes blazing. His hoodie was soaked, hair wild, the kind of beautiful that only came with worry. How long have you been here? “Long enough to watch the news and almost lose my mind,” he snapped. You broke into Raven Corporation, Aliyah.

I wasn’t caught. That’s your defense? He shot back. You think that makes it okay? Do you even hear yourself? It means I’m careful! “It means you were lucky!” His voice cracked. “One mistake and they’d erase you the way they erased your father!” The words hit harder than any slap. Don’t! I snapped. He took a step closer. Someone has to. Because you’re too blinded by revenge to see what it’s doing to you.

I’m doing this for him! I yelled, his fists trembling. For the man they destroyed while the world just watched! “And what happens when they destroy you too?” he demanded. “Who will that help, huh? Your father? Do you stop to think for a moment if your dad would want this for you? Do you really think he wants you to go down this path of revenge? The air between us cracked.

Adrian, don’t twist this. I’m not twisting anything. I’m watching you walk into a fire and calling it justice. I turned away, chest tight. You don’t understand.

He grabbed my wrist, just enough to make me look at him. Then make me, I know this road, Aliyah, you will never know peace, especially when innocent lives are hurt in the process of your quest for revenge. Let me in, Aliyah. I don't want to see you hurt or live the rest of your life in regret.

Something inside me broke then. Maybe it was pride, or control. We stared at each other for a moment, the silence spoke louder than a thousand words. He stepped close. Too close.

The kind of closeness that made my pulse riot in my veins. His breath brushed my cheek, warm despite the rain still clinging to his clothes. “Say something,” he murmured.

I hate when you do that, “Do what?” Make me feel guilty. He rested his head on mine and pulled me closer into his arms. I wanted to turn and maybe yank his hand off me and not give in, but as his hands gripped mine, moving upward to settle right on my breast, I lost my control.

I couldn't speak, fight, or argue anymore with him; I craved him now, and the world snapped quietly.

I pushed him against the wall; he laughed breathlessly against my mouth, and I exhaled a breath of relief.

His hands slid to my waist, mine tangled in his hair. He pressed his hands further on my breast, and a soft moan escaped me. His warmth breath nibbling on my neck, he drew me back into his arms, he was driving me nuts as he kept licking my n*****s through my shirt, his hands tightly wrapped around my waist, going down to cup my ass, spanking and fondling them with a naughty smile on his face.

I was melting in his arms, horny and wet finally our lips met, Adrian was always a good kisser, I don't know if I was in love with him or his body, I felt his hand gently cupping my face, in this moment nothing else mattered, no revenge just heat and lustful desires.

Kisses turned into moans as he began to kiss my ear down my neck. He unbuttoned my shirt, planting soft kisses on my neck and shoulder. I tilted my head, granting him more access to my neck.

His lips brushed against mine, his hands crawling down to grasp my already hard breasts. I could feel his hard c**k pushing against my thigh, I couldn't wait to have him inside of me.

Before I knew what was happening, I was already screaming, f**k me already, my p***y was already on fire. I leaned on the table short of breath, short of breath, when he started planting soft kisses on my neck. I'm gonna f**k you countless times tonight. You're so sexy, he said in a low tone.

Then, he began to kiss me from my forehead, to my nose, ears, and down to my chest, he grasped my breast in his hand, fondling it and twisting my n*****s. He went down to kissing my stomach and to my navel, he spread my legs, I bit my lower lip, I wanted him to touch me so bad, suck my clits, and eat me out. As if he heard my thoughts he pushed a finger into me, then another, pressing and rubbing my c**t, stretching me out to contain his c**k.

I cried out when he started eating my p***y and his finger was teasing my c**t.

“Please… Please don't stop!” My hands dug into his hair.

My cries pleased him and he began to mouth f**k me in the hardest and most intense way. He didn't stop licking and sucking

My whole body quivered with pleasure, my eyelids shook, my eyes fluttered closed, my p***y was about to explode, and I craved for more.

He began to kiss me down to my chest, I groaned when he stopped eating my p***y. Can he skip all these and start penetrating already? He took my n*****s in his mouth, sucking every inch of them. He's a good fucker.