Married By Mistake novel Chapter 10

LUNA

I woke up with a heavy load on my thigh. When I woke up I immediately saw Dylan's sleeping face. I did not expect that the time would come when Dylan would open the door for me to enter his life.

I caressed his muscular chest but he suddenly grabbed my hand.

"Sh-t," I whispered.

"It's early in the morning and you're cussing? Haven't I made your day?" He stared. My heart started to pound. "Are you still scared of me?"

I shook. I'm not scared of him. I'm scared that he'll hurt me. Again. "Dylan."

"Hmm?" He gazed down to my lips. He comes closer and closer.

"What if she came back? What if now that we go home, Camille is already there. Are you still going to ---"

"Shh. It's not time for 'what ifs, Luna. Hey, hug me, will you?" He whispered. I giggled and hugged him tightly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Nope. I haven't brushed my teeth yet." I say weakly.

He moved away from me a little. He tilted my chin.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't hear you." Seconds later, he's on top of me and his hands are roaming inside my pyjama. I breathed in deep, striving for control as he moved closer, I felt the length of his erection pressing into my lower belly.

"Dylan, come on."

"I can't hold back anymore." He continues to kiss my neck down to my collarbone. I'm starting to feel hot. But I'm starving.

My stomach growled. Embarrassing!

My face flushed when Dylan stopped what he was doing. He heard me!

"Guess, my queen is already starving. Your body wants me except your stomach, huh? How insulting."

I bit my lower lip.

"I'm sorry," I said feeling guilty.

He chuckled. "Let's take a bath."

"You go first." I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"I won't devirginize you in the bathroom, Sweetheart. Don't worry."

"The offer is tempting but I think I'll pas --- Ahhh!" I was stunned when he lifted me and took me inside the bathroom. He closed the door and lowered me under the shower.

"Oh, come on, I'll undress you." Stopping in front of me, he reached out one finger twining in a tight curl that fell across my shoulder.

My breath caught, a flush washing over my face.

"I can do it all by myself, pervert."

"Pervert?"

Dylan was already drenched in the bathtub with bubbles. He's watching me walking closer to him. I'm wearing nothing but my birth suit. I sat between his thighs.

He looked at my arm with a scar from the second-degree burn I had suffered before. He took my hand and brought it closer to him.

"I made this mark on you. I'm sorry. I just now realized the shame I did to you." He kissed my arm.

I turned to him. "I forgive you already. Let's just start again, Dylan."

He smiled genuinely. I gasped when he reached my breast and mold it with his hands.

"All mine." He whispered. "I want to ravish you already, but I don't want to claim you until you're ready."

"I'm sorry if you're having a hard time because of me." I shivered. I tried not to, but I couldn't help it. I had known he was bossy, dominant, a man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. I just hadn't expected that phenomenal will of his to turn on me in quite this manner.

After we showered Dylan called to deliver food. We were both not in the mood to go out. We packed up after we ate because now is our homecoming schedule.

"Visit again next time, ha." Said Tita.

"Yes, Tita. I'll miss you." I hugged her. I'll miss her warmth.

"We had a great time."

We were on a jet plane when Dylan's phone suddenly rang.

"'Pa .." I looked at him when I found out who the caller was. "Yes, we are on our way home... I just need to unwind. It's not her fault, 'Pa... Let's talk later."

He already cut the line. He took a deep breath. I was curious about what Dad had said to him.

"What did Dad say?"

"Uhh, nothing. Just leave it all to me, K?" He kissed my forehead.

"Everything's fine?"

"It is. We'll take it slow, baby."

I put my head on Dylan's shoulder and closed my eyes. In just a few seconds, I was immediately dilated because of his hand squeezing my thigh. I looked up at him. "What?"

"Shh." His hand dipped into my skater skirt.

"No .." I whispered.

"We have one hour and five minutes to kill. I'm bored." That voice should be illegal. Someone should put duct tape over his lips and a sign on his body that declared him dangerous to the female sex because that's exactly what he was.