The Resilient Lady Collins

Chapter 113: Trust (4)

’How did we get like this?’ Scarlet wondered.

Last Scarlet remembered she had been sitting on Ian’s lap. Now she was lying beneath him. He had snuck this position on her during the kiss and it was only now that her head bumped onto the arm od the chair that she noticed.

His body was pressed to her own but not so much that his weight would crush her. She wasn’t aware of how they got like this so had her body instinctively move to have Ian nestled between her legs or did he do that but she didn’t notice his touch.

Ian kissed her so much like he hadn’t seen her in years and was trying to make up for lost time now. Like they were old lovers now reunited.

Scarlet could feel from her somewhat plump lips, how he was sweetly punishing her at the moment. Scarlet tensed up for a moment when Ian’s hand rested on her thigh, but then quickly relaxed. She wasn’t uncomfortable by his touch or annoyed by it like she was at the beginning of their relationship.

His touch was different from how he kissed her. While he kissed her like she could vanish at any second, his touch was careful like he might cause her to break.

Thanks to the pants she wore right now, Ian had no way of touching the skin of her thighs, but her shirt had riled up and she felt him testing whether he could touch her there.

Scarlet’s skin tingled just from a single finger slipping under her shirt. He didn’t touch where it would send alarms in her head to have this stopped right now. Though the rule was off right now, he was still respectful.

He certainly was different.

Ian listened carefully to her response. He stopped the kiss, though he didn’t want to, to give her a moment to catch her breath. He continued to fill her mind with him and how they were now by burying his head in her shoulder to continue his kisses there. freewёbnoνel.com

The one portrait Ian would care to have would be one of Scarlet with her face as it was now, hooked on every touch of his with her mouth slightly parted and her red hair sprawled across the chair. He wouldn’t mind having this view every day.

Just if she would let him.

"Scarlet," he called her name against her skin and felt her shudder.

The thought of leaving a mark on her skin where it would be evident crossed his mind, but Ian held back as he didn’t want to be so rude as to have her need to hide her body. Another day, he would fill her body with little marks that would remind her of what occurred between them.

Ian slipped his hand further up her shirt, stopping to test how comfortable she was with him. There was something he would love to palm, that wasn’t his goal for today. However, if that’s what she wanted, he would gladly give her.

"What do you feel, Scarlet? What do you want?" Ian asked, needing her to be more vocal than she was right now.

She was already close to sending him crazy with the sweet sounds that left her lips when she reacted to his touch. For how much longer will she try to ignore that she wanted him like he wanted her?

Ian didn’t need Scarlet to love him yet. He’d stick around for long enough that she would slowly do that as she learned more about him. All he wanted right now was for her to give him a chance for it to happen.

Scarlet turned her head slightly to Ian, but she couldn’t see his face since he was quite busy with his attention on her neck and shoulder. When was the last time during a moment like this was she asked what she wanted?

What he asked wasn’t the same as what came to her mind, but she was still delighted to be asked what she wanted.

"I am attracted to you, but I want this to stop right here," Scarlet said.

Ian quickly moved his hand from under her shirt. "Perhaps I have taken it too far."

"No, I just don’t like doing this where I work," Scarlet said before he could misunderstand. She didn’t see why his body shook as he laughed. "I didn’t know I shared a joke."

"You’re funny without knowing it. For a second there, I thought I had failed. So, if we take this to your bedroom, can we continue?" Ian asked.

"You already know the answer to that, Ian. You got what you wanted to hear. Yes, I am attracted to you. I have noticed from the first day we met you are a good-looking man. I have no reason to lie about your looks. I have no interest in the other men around me nor have I had thoughts of being intimate with them, so there is something special about you," Scarlet confessed.

She didn’t know exactly what it was yet. Scarlet knew how it started off to love a man as she was once in love, but seeing where that led, she was trying to find a new way of understanding if she loved someone. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"I am still confused," Scarlet admitted. She didn’t know what she thought of Ian and she needed a little more of a break from a real relationship.

"I can take that answer. All I want from you Scarlet is that if you feel something for me, you give it a try. Give me the chance to restore your broken trust. I don’t need you to love me. I am not quite there myself. Just give me a chance," Ian requested.

"There’s over two months left for us to go before we are meant to part. Why not enjoy each other till then?" Ian suggested.

"I don’t like breaking contracts-"

’Then I will break it so it becomes void and you can do as you like. Now, would you be so kind as to leave me alone for a moment?" Ian inquired, pushing himself up so he could get a better look at her face.

Scarlet frowned. They just kissed with his hand going under her shirt and he already wanted her gone? "Why?"

Ian smiled, thinking it was better that he showed Scarlet rather than explain it. He pressed his lower body to Scarlet’s. "If you ever doubted that I wanted you, this should be enough for you to know the truth."

Scarlet felt the bulge in his pants. That would explain why she had caught him clenching his fists a few times. "I just said that I don’t want any of that in my office. You cannot take care of yourself here and cause a mess."

"Well, princess," Ian said, purposely using this to annoy her. "Unless you want me walking around showing off how much I want you or you intend to use that pretty mouth of yours to avoid any spilling, we’ve got ourselves a problem."

Ian wanted to kick himself for mentioning that she used her mouth as a way to tease her because it only ended with his problem becoming worse.