His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (highly illogical behavior .TXT) 📕

Present

Camille

My heart was still thudding, and my body was still shaking because of Scott’s sudden outburst. 

Stop him! My insides screamed out. I needed to stop him as I got to my feet and rushed to the door, but then a firm hand gripped me and prevented me from moving. 

My eyes widened in shock when I saw Scott, who was holding my hand and gazing into my eyes. 

"Why are you running?" he asked quietly while wiping my tears away with the pad of his thumb. 

"I… thought… you…" 

"I left?" He interrupted when I could not speak properly. "It was Archie who left. I gave him my luggage and briefcase. He will take them to my penthouse." 

"Then when will you…" 

"I won't be leaving until you tell me to leave, Cam." He cupped my face, and his eyes softened. "I can see it in your eyes. I can read it in your face. You don't want me to leave, do you?" 

"You know what? You are like a drug to me. I want you, although you are unhealthy for me," I whispered. 

"Am I unhealthy?" he chuckled as if he found it amusing. 

"Yes, you are…" I sniffed, gazing at his lips. "Despite that, I want to consume you." 

He paused and stared. For a moment he spoke nothing, just watching me with his surprised expression. "Cam…" his voice came out husky as he brushed my lips with his finger softly. His eyes followed his fingers. "Trust me, I don't want to take advantage of you. I can't even think about it. I just want you for myself. I hate to see you with Conan, Archie, and Kate or any other man. I resent how much they are more important to you than to me. I wish I could…" 

Before he could finish, I pressed my lips against his and gave him the longest kiss he had ever received. He breathed hard, his eyes flickered with amusement. He broke into a beautiful smile and grabbed my face and kissed my forehead. 

"You look cute when you make a move. I really enjoy watching you, Cam." 

I blushed, bit into my lower lip, tucked my hair behind my ear, and smiled shyly. We stood in the hallway awkwardly and said nothing and waited for each other to proceed. 

"I don't know if this time also you are planning to reject me," Scott said with a hint of hesitation. "It hurts me every time you do that to me, Cam. That's how I realized how much it hurts me to stay away from you. It bothers me when you say no to me. It bothers me when you would rather spend your time with Conan. It upsets me when you ignore or avoid me." 

I took a step forward, tiptoeing and kissing his mouth again. "It bothers me too." I smiled when he kissed me back with the same fervor. 

"I love you, Cam," he said, and I paused. "I love you so damn much." My mouth froze near his as I stood in complete shock. It took me a couple of moments to process his words in my head. Did he just say 'I love you?' 

I tore my gaze from his lips and stared into his eyes, which were filled with thousands of emotions. He was waiting for me to say something, but I couldn't find the right word to express my feelings. Should I tell him back? I was damn sure I still loved that man, but I couldn't let him win. Let him think about whatever he likes. I would not tell him I loved him, too. 

I sighed, said nothing, and unbuttoned his shirt. He didn't stop me and let me undress him. His chest was rising and falling as he was breathing deeply and staring at me. I felt hot under his intense scrutiny. My fingers fidgeted while I was unbuttoning his shirt. 

"Do you want to do this in the living room?" Scott asked quietly, and there was something in his voice I couldn't recognize. 

"No, in my room," I said and took off his shirt. He breathed sharply when I ran my fingers over his chest. I carved his abs and muscles with my hand. I stopped when I reached for his jeans. I sighed heavily, looking at him. There was a slight smile playing on his lips. 

"You're practically drooling over my body." He laughed and held my hand before taking me to my room. When we entered, my heart thudded even louder. I wondered if Scott could hear my gong like a heartbeat.

Once the door closed behind us, Scott shoved me into the wall and kissed me hard. His breathing blew across my skin as he slid his tongue along my jaw, neck, and shoulders. I closed my eyes, enjoying his tongue on my flesh. Grabbing the hem of my t-shirt, he pulled it over my head and threw it on the floor. My breath caught when he clamped his mouth around my breast without removing my bra. 

It was hot!

"Scott!!" I heaved when he snatched my nipple in his mouth and nibbled it. His mouth was hot and wet, causing a flare of butterflies in my tummy. He looked even sexier while having his mouth on my breast. He peered up through his eyelashes and amusement danced in his eyes. 

"Are you enjoying my mouth there?" he asked, tearing my bra away. 

"Yeah..." My nails scratched the wall when he cupped one breast while the other sucked in his mouth. My hand automatically buried itself in his hair as I cupped the back of his head, moaning harder. It made my toes curl. Gradually, his tongue ran down my tummy as he kissed every inch of my skin. He stopped the moment he reached for my shorts. "Can I remove them?" he asked with a furrow. His expression was serious.