LEAD ME ON

NOT AGAIN CIMSON NIX EP 2

Medalina pov :

On Saturday night, I had a few plans with my friends but unfortunately, I couldn't make it. But I went out on Sunday thinking it wouldn't be very crowded.......It was. laiba was with me. She is my secretary. But she is the only one I am spending time with these days. We were enjoying the drinks, feeling the music. I was trying to fit in with them. laiba was already drunk, making a mess on the dance floor. And I was having my drinks at the bar counter.

"long time no see "

A voice buzzed in my ears.

Looking in the direction of the voice. Seeing those eyes again, took my already drunk heart to the sky and, leaving it there, I experienced a free fall while sitting.

" Hello "

I somehow managed to say. I wasn't expecting him here and even if he was here I was definitely not expecting him to say hi to me.

" You get out of your comfort zone, look at yourself, out here clubbing even on Sunday.

" huh "

"what! yup I enjoy it now "

Taking a sip from my glass, MY eyes were still on him, he became huge now. His voice doesn't compliment his huge body. He has a sweet rhythm to his voice, coming in front of me, and dragging the seat closer to me. He put his butt on it. I could smell his perfume. It felt like I was in the middle of the flower garden. Either I was really drunk or he smelled really good.

"How is your company doing? " " I saw it in the magazine 'Collection by Medalina "

Why is he talking about my work? He never likes it.

" Great ... It's getting good deals".

Well, "when did you come back, Cimson "

" are you looking for a job ?"

The second I asked this, his expression changed.

" NO, I am doing well " " just here to meet someone "

" huh who ?" .....

"You" I wanted to meet you.

"Did you follow me here? "

"No, it's just a coincidence. That was not even in my plan."

" So what was your plan," I asked sarcastically, sipping my drink.

"I still have your number, and I know you haven't changed it. "So I was planning to ask you for coffee. "Not like this, meeting in the club. "

He was explaining his point like a sincere kid and I was smiling, knowing he was right. He would never do that.

" Why do you want to meet me? "

He looked at me, putting his hand on the counter.

" I can't stop thinking about us. "

"Us being together "

I can feel his intense gaze on me. I was also looking at him. I could feel his leg touching mine. He was serious. He wasn't joking around, but my mind is, it had been shut down from the second I saw him. The awkward silence is taking over, making our conversation its kingdom .............sipping through my drink. He was urging me to say something further. I was done waiting for my mind to come up with a suitable answer, so I just went with the flow, it was a risky step.

IS there anything I can do about it? "

Fuck what am I even saying?

He moved his already closed seat closer. I felt like hiding in him.

"Be with me "

"Are you already drunk," I asked him.

"I am not, and you know it. "

"I can't be with anybody else, Medalina.

"I want you.

"I want us."

" You are really drunk. Did you forget, you were the one who needed space? You were the one who broke up. Do you take me this easy, MR crimson Nix ….You said I was controlling you. Now, what happened? You didn't like your free life ".

I was firing my frustration at him. I have been controlling this for a year now. He left me when I was already drowning in the ocean of his love. I thought of him as my life-saving boat but he wasn't.

His gaze didn't leave my face even for a second and then, he took my hands into his and instantly made me calm.

"All the faults were mine. ". I was wrong. You were right. And I know for sure my apology won't work here. "I can't be without you, but I am not gonna ask you to give me a chance, and force is not even an option. "

"But just be with me right now. "

"I want to treasure you for this second, for this hour, for the rest of my life " or

" At least for the next hour. "

My eyes were stuck on him, he got good at communicating. My neck moved in a nod and the next second I realized he was already holding my hand and going towards the rooftop. Even after reaching there, his hands were still with me. Looking around, I spotted a few chairs and a table. He looked at me, in my eyes, and again walked towards the table and the chair. I felt a little squeeze on my waist. Holding me by my waist, he hoisted me onto the table, sitting between my legs on the chairs. I can already feel the blood in my veins running to save my heart.

" What are you planning to do, Mr? "

" Do you still think I belong to you ".

I asked, my eyes already on him. My lips curved into an awkward thin line, trying to figure out what was going on.

".even though you don't belong to me anymore. I always belong to you. But still, I am not asking you to adopt me. Just be with me for a few hours. I am craving for you ".

. . .. He... leans into my lap... Putting his head onto my thigh, I could feel his heart pumping at bullet speed. Even mine was not less, alcohol was not helpful at all. I felt him slowly grabbing onto my thigh, his hand was cold. A strange sensation could be felt on my cheek. Deep down somewhere in my heart, I knew this wasn't the most rightful thing, I should be doing at this hour. But this situation was already getting intense. Is he crying? Tiny drops of tears fell onto my bare thigh.

" Are you OK "?

The weight on my thigh is gone now. Putting his head up, and opening his eyes, he leaned closer to me. His eyes are shiny like they hold all the universe in them. I always get mesmerized by those pair of eyelashes of his. It's beautiful. Our eyes were locked and the key was nowhere to be found. In the next second, his lips were already on his favorite part of my body, 'my nose. Without even realizing, I was already in tears. It felt like this is what I wanted after the most hectic year.

It's been a year. This was the day last year we broke up. I was already in a mess. Tears were dripping. He parted his lips away for three seconds, looked at me, and again pressed it to the right place, on my lips. He wasn't kissing. Just as our lips were pressed on each other, my hand slid through his neck, locking his face between my hands. I felt his lips moving. Mine was following him like a lost kid. His hands were moving towards my waist without separating them from my thigh, those touches were cold ..........my thigh was already numb. Grabbing onto my waist once again, he pulled me onto his lap. With a heavy breath, I unlocked our lips, looking for an explanation for his action I stared. He gave non.

My eyes went down his face, pulling his silky hair more into my hand as if it were my property. I lean for the neck ...........

"huh god, his Adam apple is the sexiest apple I have ever seen and tasted, and it has become tastier now. I can eat this for my entire life and never feel hungry. It's full filling. He leaned back, giving me more space to enjoy my food. His hand was pulling me more into him after fulfilling my desire. I needed a hug and that's what I did next. Hug him so tight he did the same. I felt so small in his embrace even though I'm tall enough. It was long and needed a hug. We were both looking at each other.

" I should go home. I need to go to the office tomorrow "

He nodded and his lips formed a little smile.

" how am I supposed to stand when you are already on me? “

I would be embarrassed, but I wasn't embarrassed there. I didn't get up, but instead, I kissed him once again. He was still, letting me do whatever my body desired. After satisfying myself, I finally got up. He was still seated on his throne.

" Do you want me to drive you home? You... seem drunk "

I was drunk. " That will be helpful. "

He got up, came towards me, held my hand, and looked at me confidently, he started walking downstairs. Reaching for my car.

It was cold outside.

" Key," he asked

giving him the key. I went towards the passenger seat.

We reached my place. I looked at him probably the last time. The ride was so silent that our heartbeats were talking to each other. Coming out of the car, I asked

" how will you go home?"

He was silent for a while.

"Maybe by walking ". I looked at him with a dark face. I may be drunk but HE is talking like a drunk.

" Take my car."

" You can return it tomorrow ", saying.

I went inside. After approx ten minutes, I heard my car go.

This whole experience was unexpected, he was unexpected.

This is stressful, meeting him again. Aaaahahh god everything is stressful. I snap back to reality...........