Innocently Guilty

Chapter 6. Bella’s POV

At first, I thought maybe I had just imagined him into existence, but as his figure stepped over the threshold closing the small space between us, I knew I was not making this up. His scent was so strong, and his stare so intense, I almost melted under his gaze. My eyes involuntarily trailed down his body until they landed on the large bulge in his pants, and I gasped, my cheeks instantly turning a dark shade of pink. This must have amused him because a slow grin spread across his face as he continued to stare at me wordlessly.

I realized at that moment, I was still completely naked and instictually brought my knees up to my chest in an attempt to cover myself.

He laughed, low and dangerous as he knelt beside the tub and cupped my face with his large hand. I tried to break free from his grip, but he placed his hand firmly on my throat and pinned my wrists over my head. "Do not hide yourself from me, Bella," he warned. He placed his lips so close to mine I could taste his lust. " I know what it feels like to have you squirming beneath me in pleasure," he whispered.

The warm feeling I experienced when he said my name was quickly replaced with anger at his arrogance. I broke free from his hold on my wrists and, without thinking, slapped him hard across the face.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I shouted angrily.

He growled, sending a spine curdling chill to my bone and before I knew what was happening, he had thrown me over his shoulder, bare ass and all, and began carrying me out of the bathroom.

I was caught completely off guard and began pounding my fists on his back. "Put me down!!" I demanded in frustration. He ignored me and continued stomping down the hallway,which pissed me off even more. "I said put me down, you arrogant f*****g asshole!"

"As you wish," he replied nonchalantly. He gave my ass a hard smack and then I felt my body land on something soft and springy. I looked around quickly and realized we were in my bedroom, but before I could move, he was on top of me, pinning me between his body and my mattress.

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Lucas's POV

I had intended to walk away…get as far away from this intoxicating woman as I possibly could, but when those innocent, blue, lust filled eyes met mine, I lost my mind. She had every right to be angry and I knew I deserved the slap, but it had wounded my pride, nonetheless.We wouldn't even be in this situation if she had remembered to close the front door.

No. I wasn't leaving just yet. She needed to understand that there were consequences for being careless and I was going to give her a little lesson.

You are a deranged f**k, Dante snarled.

I know, I shrugged. But you are a part of me so you are,. too.

Dante didn't seem to appreciate this and with a loud huff, he was gone for the time being.

I could still smell her arousal as I threw her over my shoulder and stomped down the hallway. Her perfectly rounded ass was pressed against my face and I wanted nothing more than to leave my mark on those creamy cheeks.

Not yet, I reminded myself sternly. Do not lose control.

She bounced as I threw her on the bed and in one swift motion I was on top of her, pinning her to the mattress.

Her eyes were wide and a hint of fear was obvious, but I ignored it. If I had been anyone else, they wouldn't have shown mercy and this is what she needed to understand.

She began to try and free herself but I pressed my body harder into her making escape impossible.

"Get off of me!" She demanded, trying to push me away. I saw her hand raise in an attempt to slap me again, but my lightning reflexes kicked in and I grabbed her wrists with both hands and pinned them over her head. She continued to buck her hips,but finally gave up when she realized I wasn't going to move. Her bottom lip began to quiver as she realized the situation she was in.

"P-please," she begged softly. "Don't hurt me."

I felt both guilt and arousal watching her quiver beneath me. I knew I could take her right now and there was nothing she could do to stop me. My c**k throbbed in excitement at this thought, but I quickly dismissed it. As badly as I wanted her, she needed to be ready for me first.

"Do you think begging will save you, love?" I asked, mockingly. "What if I was some drunken asshole who was stumbling by your house and had seen your door wide open? Do you think ⁷he would show any mercy?"

The expression that registered on her face was priceless, and if I wasn't so angry and sexually frustrated, I might have laughed. I did laugh but it came out harsh and bitter.

"What are you going to do to me?" She whispered, but I saw a glint of excitement in those big blue eyes