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"Well do you?" Frantz asked, his voice still low but very hypnotizing.
"I don't know..." Liliana admitted, feeling as if things were moving too fast with Frantz. She needed time to think, to face what she had been going through for the past few weeks, and to also come to terms that what happened with Carlos was real.
"What do you want from me Lili? Be honest. What do you want from me?" Frantz asked, as he placed his hands on both sides of Liliana's body, while he leaned his head on her right shoulder. His tone desperate, as if unsure of the signals Liliana has been sending his way.
Liliana closed her eyes and sighed, then she kissed her lips against his soft skin, and admitted, "I just need some time Frantz, please. I-I can't just get into a relationship with you, I mean, I need a minute to breathe, please, don't take me the wrong way. I don't mean to send you on a goose chase, but really, I just need a little time."
"And until then? Will it be strictly business?" Frantz asked, his tone making the situation even more intimate, while his eyes remained closed, as he simply enjoyed the warmth of her skin, and the scent of her body entering his nostrils.
"Yes Mr. Cavalier," Liliana relied, knowing very well there was nothing 'strictly business' between them, and she didn't even bother to stop herself from saying "but for now, let's just stay here." Liliana suggested, not wanting him to move away just yet, because, while being there, encaged in his arms, his warmth covering her from head to toe, Lili felt safe. Safer than she had ever felt in a while.
"You can't tease me with 'Mr. Cavalier' then expect to stay unaffected Liliana." Frantz groaned, as he drew in a long but careful breath.
"It wasn't meant to be teasing Frantz." Liliana giggled, especially when Frantz place a hand on her hip, and landed a kiss against her neck.
Liliana felt a tremor run through her body from her head to her toes, and back to that special spot in her lower abdomen. She drew in a longing breath, and leaned against Frantz, as if wanting him to repeat the action. Frantz understood her body language, but he needed to hear it from her lips, the same lips which had been haunting his dreams since the day he kissed them.
"In this house, we use our words Liliana." Frantz spoke in a dominant tone, catching Liliana off guard, and she felt a tightening in her lower abdomen and private, causing her to squeeze her thighs together, while a sudden heat enveloped her body, making her mind victim of some very dangerous thoughts.
Frantz could feel the tension building between them, so he used it to his advantage. He trace his lips over the skin of her shoulder, then her neck, until he reached her ear, and he whispered, "what do you want Ms. Chavez?"
"I-I" Liliana whimpered, then trailed off with a gasp when he bit her ear lobe, "Frantz I- Mmh..." She moaned softly when his lips caressed the burn away, "just kiss me again!" Liliana pushed in one breath, as she suddenly felt a dizzying wave strike her body.
"Where?" Frantz demanded, keeping his tone well-paced. They were playing his game. They were playing by his rule. And as much as Liliana enjoyed the fact that he took control, his pace was tormenting and slow, she felt every nerve in her body pushing for her to do something risky, but Liliana was still trying to be logical. And she kept telling herself that she couldn't give in to Frantz, at least not yet.
"Surprise me." Liliana declared before she could stop herself. In response, Frantz chuckled darkly, as if hoping she would say that, then, he slowly ran his other hand through her hair, before making a fist and pulling her head back. Liliana hissed, but that sound soon turned into a gasp followed by a groan when Frantz's warm tongue ran it's way over the skin of her neck, while his lips kissed the hollow chamber of her throat. He kissed her chin, then jumped to her nose, and when he was ready, his lips found hers. Liliana leaned against him and kissed her with all her might, but Frantz was the one in control, and pulling her head back, he encased her throat with his other palm, causing Liliana's heart to jump out of her chest.
Frantz aimed to control the pacing of the kiss, his tongue leisurely licking her lips, and waltzing with her tongue. Lost in a sea of lust, Frantz's hand wanted to wander, he wanted to squeeze the flesh of her thighs, and fill his palm with her bottom and breasts, but he pumped the brakes, knowing that Lili was still fragile, and with one final swipe of his tongue in her mouth, he pulled away, and whispered against her lips, "whenever you're ready, I'll be waiting." And with those words, he walked away, leaving Liliana a heaving, hot and bothered mess.
When Frantz disappeared up the stairs, Liliana leaned her head against the door, and ran her fingers through her hair as she tried to figure out what just happened between her and Frantz. It seemed he was full of surprises, and Liliana just couldn't seem to keep up with what was going on through Frantz's mind.
With wobbly knees, and still uneven breaths, Liliana made her way to the sitting area, and sunk onto one of the couches as she pondered what her next step would be. Where would she go from here? For one, she didn't want to go back home. In fact, if she could never see that place again, she would be happy. She couldn't go back to her hometown because her job was here, and she was sure that Chamille had her hands full with the twins, so Lili couldn't crash at her place.
Liliana just wanted to be in a place where she could heal. She had to accept that she suffered at Carlos's hands, and she had to move on from that. She had to go to church. Just to pray. Even if it was for a little while.
Upstairs in the bedroom, Frantz was a pacing mess. He was a man. A man with needs. Needs specific to the woman that was just a flight of stairs below the very spot where he stood. He ran a hand through his hair and breathed out in frustration. He was trying his best to not scare Liliana away, and he knew that the things he wanted to do with her and to her, she was not ready for them.
So what could he do?
Frantz did not want to even think about an option where he'd have to be away from her. In fact, he didn't want Liliana leaving his sight. It seemed the more time he tried to spend away, and the more distance he tried to place between them, the more he wanted to have her all to himself. Frantz groaned, then remembered her sultry voice and lips that could taint a saint, and he looked down at his twitching pants and he cursed in Italian. He was screwed. Frantz knew that much.
Frantz heard Liliana's footsteps on the stairs, and he reached for the closest object to block the bulge in his pants from her view, just as Lili opened the door.
Liliana looked at Frantz's eyes before she automatically looked down at his hands which squeezed a book against his private area. The moment she realized what he was hiding, her cheeks flushed, and she cleared her throat as she asked, "is this a bad time?"
"No, not at all." Frantz shook his head, though he was dying on the inside, while his hands continued to push the book against his excitement.
"Well, I um I need to step out for a moment." Liliana spoke, trying to keep her eyes on his face instead of having the curious pair linger back to the book in his hands.
"And where are you going?" Frantz asked, hoping this wouldn't be a repeat of their earlier conversation.
"I need to go to church." Liliana declared, and Frantz's hands slipped, causing the book to topple to the floor. Liliana's eyes snapped to the pointing bulge in Frantz's joggers, before he bent down in a quick manner to pull the book back up against his pants.
Frantz felt the heat of embarrassment climb up his neck and onto his cheeks as he cleared his throat and said, "church?"
"Yes, I need to pray." Liliana explained, now completely avoiding Frantz's eyes, as she looked at everywhere else, but him.
"Alright, I'll um, I'll accompany you." Frantz replied,.
"Are you sure you should come-"
"Yes!" Frantz cut her off, "I definitely should come." He added, then mentally facepalmed himself when he felt as though he sounded like a teenage boy speaking to the cutest girl in school.
"Alright, well I'll at least need a proper attire." Liliana stated, feeling hot in the face.
"I'll have Armagio bring something up right away." Frantz confirmed, and with a stiff nod, Liliana stepped backwards, pulling the door shut. The moment she did so, Frantz released a breath he didn't know he was holding, and Liliana did the same as she headed back down the stairs.
Frantz looked down at himself and whispered "relax." Then he cleared his throat and decided to change into a pair of jeans and a long sleeve dress shirt. He called Armagio who was quick to deliver a short sleeve knee length blue dress for Liliana, and once they were both ready, Frantz led Lili out of his suite.