THE FIRE burning in his eyes caught my heart. I suddenly felt scared, for myself and for him. I didn't expect that we'd actually reach the moment that I had to tell everything.
I gasped heavily. If I can only cut my breath, I would, but the man in front of me already did.
"Gabriel..." I uttered slowly. I closed my eyes to not see his reaction.
Angry expletive words filled the air. He released a strong punch just near beside me.
"Don't fucking play games with me, Emory..." he growled.
I breathed out and my chest tightened. I can feel him pressing himself more. I'm dazed at the hot touch of my chest and arms onto his. My hands that were ready to push him suddenly lost all its energy.
"Please... Let me go, Gabriel," I pleaded. I saw him swallowed.
"There must be something in you! Just fucking say it!" His voice resonated.
"Hezekiah..." I said breathlessly.
I can feel my lips trembling. I emitted a tiny gasp when I note the familiar blaze in his eyes.
He's speechless.
Silence surrounded us. A wave of cold swept over me. I hugged myself to stop from trembling.
I took a deep breath and let it out hard. I used that moment to get out of his hold. I pushed his chest away forcefully but I was like a rubber band going back to his arms.
His eyes are beyond wild now. I can't read what's going on his mind.
"Say it again..." His voice was softer and gentle.
I gulped, my heart is pumping hard against my chest. I didn't want to repeat it for I know it will bring chaos.
But my plump lips split open. "Zeki..."
"Hezekiah!" I said it louder and clearer, despite it sounding like I'm on the verge of crying.
"Fuck!" he cursed sharply.
He clasped my both cheeks aggressively and kissed me hungrily and desperately. I held his shoulders tightly, trying to get strength from him.
He assaulted my senses with pleasure. Slicing my trembling lips with his unforgiving mouth.
I moaned uncontrollably, I didn't know where I got the strength to answer his torrid kisses.
He remain wild and deepened our kiss. He expertly parted my lips with his tongue, slipping it inside my mouth.
His hands on my skin made me tingle all over my body and the feeling that came over me was indescribable. I can't help but to move my hips upwards and wrap it around his mid-torso. Damn it! I can't help but to groan as our center pressed each other. His bulge was evidently felt between my legs.
He reached underneath me as I felt his finger at the fabric of my underwear and stroked my clit gently.
The coldness if the sea and the wind never bothered me with his hot touches surrounding me.
His lips traveled along my neck and my collarbone. I was already panting, my muscles quivered in so much pleasure.
And then he claimed my mouth in a hungry seductive way, not giving me a chance to protest.
"Ah, damn it!" he cursed as he teared
his mouth away from mine.
He ducked his head to meet my eyes. I can see the intensity in his eyes and his clenched jaw. He still looked handsome as ever. His unruly hair was a mess that gave him enough lusciously hot appeal even when he's scowling at me.
My face felt hot and fearful. I seriously can't believe that this is happening. How can he kiss me despite everything?
"You are truly something else..." His voice reflects mine, watching me closely.
And I'm fucking erotically hot...
"You were the girl in my dream, each and every fucking night..." His voice was deep and smooth made my pulse race.
"It's you, Emory..." he said, lowering his voice even more.
My heart flew with his words. I absorbed his words for seconds, completely infatuated by his forthcoming as if I was floating on a cloud.
He leaned forward and kissed me gently, but this one was short-lived. I heard him mutter a curse under his breath because of the rescuers' arrival.
My heart wanted to protest when he pulled away. His gaze flicked down on me and softly caressed my cold-blush cheeks.
"Let's continue this... on my bed..." he said huskily
I was spacing out.
I felt the cold wind drying my body as Gabriel made me wear my dress.
I could still feel myself trembling violently, even my lips.
"Calm down, the rescuers are here," he said.
I felt him made me wear his crisp black polo shirt. He gently tucked my wet hair behind my ear.
"Feeling better?" he softly asked.
He fixed my polo shirt again and pulled my hips close to him.
I gulped. Instead of calming down, my body felt hot again. Gabriel continued teasing my frail body.
The fire that burned within me earlier slowly began to return. I can't barely move because I just want to feel his touch.
I gasped and pulled away when a guy came to us.
"Good evening, Mr– we apologize for being late. We also had a bit of a problem in our boat." A low baritone voice interrupted our moment.
I sighed in relief when he removed his hold from me and turned to the man.
"I understand, you're on time," he said in his serious voice.
My lips moved when the man glanced at me before handing two white towels to Gabriel.
"Thank you, Sean."
He faced me, covering my shoulders with the towel while he ruffled the other to dry my hair.
"You need to change your clothes, you could catch a cold..." he said as he grabbed me by the hand.
The unexplainable sensation traveled down my spine, then twisted all the way up to my heart. I didn't protest when he assisted me to move to a bigger boat.
*****
The boat started moving togethee with the winds drying my skin. From my peripheral vision, I can sight Gabriel glancing at me from time to time. I cleared my throat a little and shifted on my seat uncomfortably.
I still feel the heat and the intensity of his gaze. It's like a poison slowly killing me, or like a lazer passing through my soul.
I was relieved that our travel to Isla Fuego was fast. Gabriel kept his distance with me all the way to the island.
In a beat snap, I can already sight Isla Fuego. Like the island we came from, Isla Fuego was also very modern and updated, especially the hotels and restaurants that scattered around. I wonder how years they took to build these establishments while still preserving the beauty of the island.
I heard this is a private Island. It means the owner is disciplined because he never let the beauty of Isla Fuego be destroyed although establishments were everywhere.
"I'll assist you to your room," Sean said to me with so much authority.
I can't sight any smile in his formal face. Like Hunts, although not talkative, there was sparks in his eyes.
My eyes wandered around to spoy Gabriel. I saw him still talking to his staff, finally wearing a gray shirt.
"This way, Ma'am!" Sean said.
I didn't have a choice but to go with him, leaving Gabriel with a glance. I pouted for we never had the chance to talk. I know he has a lot of questions for me, and that's what bothers me.
Sean led me to a hotel where my room is situated. I didn't ask why we're going towards a luxury suite.