~Avery's POV~
What was that? I could tell Alex was trying to irritate James by flirting with me the way he did, but how come James so quickly rose to my protection? It wasn't even protective, it was more possessive.
However, I did notice how when he put his hand on my thigh, I became immobile again. I was unable to speak my mind. He knew that, he knew what his touch did to me. I didn't know how but I knew that he did. So if he was planning to play with me by making me do as he pleased, I would have some fun of my own. Seeing how jealous and possessive he became at my words I realized that I had something on him too.
This was a man I barely knew yet he had this way of making me feel like I was melting into a pile of goo. His mere touch alone made me feel like my insides were dancing and my heart was running a marathon. Although my heart raced as soon as I was near him.
" Amber is right, we should get some sleep." He looked at me, staring into my eyes as if he was seeing my soul.
" I agree, I'm exhausted." I said before walking past James and up the staircase.
" I'll walk behind you...you know...just in case" I stoped were I was standing and turned around to meet him only to be faced with a big ass smile showing his perfect white teeth. I rolled my eyes at him and turned around steeping carefully on every step.
As we came to my room I opened the door and as I was about to close it James let himself in and then closed it behind him. I walked to get some pj's that Amber had laid out for me. It was more like a night gown and I hissed at the sight. Not really what I was used to wearing. I placed the gown back on drawer.
I quickly got caught up in my own thoughts and the questions were starting to give me a headache.
Why did he want me to meet his family?
Who was he?
How could he make me feel all these weird feelings?
How could his touch have such power over me?
I quickly spun around and looked over at James who was leaning towards the bed pillar. I had a questioning expression on my face, I could feel it and he could see it as one of his eyebrows rose. He crossed his arms over his chest.
"James, uhm, how come that every time you touch me, I can't speak? There's nothing I can say, I can barely think... I just say what you want me to say. Why is that?"
He took a few steps towards me and I slowly turned my head down. He approached with a serious look in his eyes, a bit frightening if I was being honest, but I wasn't moving my eyes from his.
" Avery, whatever you say, is what you truly feel. The words you speak are your own, I have no power to control nor manipulate your words. Me touching you is merely a way for me to help you on your way when you're about to say the wrong thing." The grin came back on his face. I knew there was more to it.
" Fine if you won't tell me the truth then I have nothing more to do here, I will pack up my stuff and head home tonight, you can see yourself out." I wasn't about to play any games, not about a matter as serious as this one, at least to me it was serious.
"What did you just say to me?" His voice became much darker and dominant. For some reason I couldn't look him in the eyes anymore so I tried to look anywhere but at him. I looked down at the floor as he stepped closer.
"Look at me." He demanded. I gently lifted my head and stared into his eyes. His eyes were as black as the night but that quickly changed when he saw the fear in mine. His face softened and he got a more caring expression on his face.
"I'm sorry, Avery, its just... when I touch you, you feel what I feel, an ecstatic sensation through your body, which leaves you under my control. It's not as bad as it sounds, it just means that you say what you know I want you to say. I'm not sure as to why that is either, and I don't have all the answers but when I do, I'll let you know."
WAIT WHAT?
Was this a joke?
Not as bad as it sounds?
Dude, do you not hear how it sounds?
My fear turned to anger and before I knew it my hand was raised and headed for his cheek. Unfortunately he caught it before it stroked and as I struggled to take back my hand, his grip around it tightened. It didn't hurt but I knew if I continued to struggle, eventually his grip would crush my hand. He was one strong jackass.
"You knew this and still you used it to get me to go along with everything you wanted? You're an ass, you know that?"
Our bodies were dangerously close. I could almost feel his heart beat.
"I'm sorry but don't act too innocent, you don't think I know what you pulled down there after Alex left?" He said looking all happy with his victorious comeback.
"I only did that because I knew what you were up to with the whole touching and stuff. Don't think for even a second that if this is how you wanna play, that I can't play too. I agreed to come with you and your family tomorrow, but only for a few days and then I'm coming back home and this will all be over. I don't trust you James!" I slapped back and he didn't seem at all affected by my words.
" Well, darling, I don't blame you, I wouldn't trust me either." He said with a wink at the end.
Great, that sounded reassuring. I was going to be with a man who didn't even trust himself. I guess I could just hang out with his sister for the few days I'm going to be there.
He looked behind me and pulled his arm over my shoulder grabbing the night gown behind me and holding it in front of him.
"I would really like to see you in this." He said with a low, husky voice. He held the night gown in front of him with a smirk on his face and his eyes glistening. I ripped it from him and tossed it on the bed, rolling my eyes at him.
Suddenly, with no warning, before I could blink I was spun around as he pressed my back to his front with one of his arms around my waist pinning down my arms, and the other caressing my throat as he forced back my head to his shoulder
"One thing, sweetheart, I hate when people roll their eyes at me. I let it go the first time, and the second but this was the third..." He whispered in my ear
" Don't let it happen again. " He said nibbling my ear lobe and brushing his lips against my neck.
My heart was racing as I struggled to break free of his tight grip. He wasn't hurting me, it felt more like a warning, like he wanted me to comply with whatever he asked. Sorry buddy, it's not going to happen. However I couldn't lie about how good it felt being so close to him, having his lips on my body.
" I can feel your heart rate. You might be able to lie to yourself about how you feel, but you can't lie to me. Your heart will always call your bluff. But don't worry, I don't mind." He whispered in my ear before slowly pulling away. I still had my back to him, but not for long. He spun me around once again, his hand held firmly around my neck as his hand around my waist trailed from my back and down to my ass. He was so calm and gentle but then he took a firm grip of my cheek and lifted me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist.
He pushed me against the wall as a quiet moan escaped my lips. His eyes quickly connected with mine as his grip around my neck tightened making me squirm for a moment. It didn't hurt, it was pleasurable. He tilted my head to the side and stared kissing down my neck. I closed my eyes enjoying every part of what was happening, his touch, his intoxicating scent, his lustful movements. My body was melted into his touch and all other thoughts withered away. Every squeeze, every kiss and every touch.
And then he stopped.
" Look at me Avery. Open your eyes." He ordered, and as he asked, I gazed into his eyes
" Only I can make you feel this way. That is why my touch does what it does to you, because no other man can ever make you feel like this. Your body never lies, Avery." He said with a serious look on his face as his hand was now under my dress, stroking dangerously near my privates.
I had trouble breathing as the pleasure was taking over. He was right, I was under his control. Voluntary or not, I was, there was no denying it. However, I wasn't about to let this proceed further. I had never slept with anyone before. Sleeping with a man I had just met, no matter how he made me feel, wasn't the way I wanted to do it.
" James...please stop." I moaned as I reluctantly pressed his chest.
"As you wish." He slowly set me down and I adjusted my dress. We were still pressed against the wall since he didn't move. I tried walking past him but he grabbed my shoulders and pressed me back to where I stood and stared deeply into my eyes.
"One more thing, don't get me jealous again." He said with a lump in his throat
" You sure do have many rules don't you? Just one more thing..." I added in a sarcastic tone " I'm not your girlfriend." I said as I stared back at him.
" Not yet. But don't think that I'm done with you, we still have a few more days together."
He said before pulling away and exiting the room. I sat down on the bed smiling like a small kid at Christmas. I couldn't help but feel something for him. I couldn't put words to what I was feeling but it made me all squirmy and butterflies were erupting in my stomach.
I went to wash my face and get ready for bed. I changed into my night gown and headed to bed feeling happy. My butterflies turned into worms as soon as I thought about the trip tomorrow. Fortunately I drifted off to sleep before I could give more thought to the matter.