Convincing her

Unlike the others, when Rachel got home, she found Brian standing at their front gate waiting for her. The chauffeur parked the car, handed her the keys, and left when he noticed that an acquaintance of the client was around.

Brian's dark eyes looked at the car window as if he could see through it, even though it was tinted before Rachel stepped out of the car. She had not realised how drunk she was until she was sitting still in the car as she was going home.

She carelessly held her small purse and closed the door before locking the car. When she took a step forward, she stumbled and had to lean against the car lest she slid down to the pavement.

"Rachel," Brian called worriedly as he went to her side and held her upright, forcing her to lean on him. His sudden appearance surprised Rachel, and she stiffened a bit before she realised who was supporting her.

"Let's go inside," Brian said when he noticed that she had stopped moving entirely. She walked into her house and found that it was already lit up brightly when they opened the front door. Brian locked the door for the night as she struggled to remove her shoes.

"You covered yourself up well," Brian said as he knelt in front of her and took one of her feet in his hands and helped her remove her shoes. He forced Rachel to lean on his strong shoulders for support and only silently watched the man kneeling in front of her. She was wearing a long button-down dress that covered her to her elbows and a pair of ankle-length heeled boots. 

When Brian stood up after helping her with her shoes, he noticed how she was staring at him intently with her blue eyes.

"What is it?" Brian asked as his black eyes searched her face. The only response he got was Rachel wrapping her arms behind his neck and hugging him. He was taken aback, but he did not hesitate to hug her back.

"I think you are the best thing that's happened to me," Rachel said, having a rare moment of honesty. Brian did not say anything in response and only hugged her tighter. Rachel felt even more secure when she was being tightly held in his arms.

"You make me feel safe…" Rachel said honestly as she hid her face in his chest and inhaled his familiar scent. Brian rested his chin on her head as he continued to hug her. He did not know what was going through her head, even though this was not the first time he was going through something like this.

She had spontaneously hugged him as he helped her up the stairs on the first day they met. It was exactly like this, only that he was also drunk then and became influenced by her as he had wanted her from the first moment he had seen her.

"Can I kiss you?" she asked as she pulled back a bit and looked at him with her blue eyes. Brian was almost instantly hard, just from the way she was looking at him. His girlfriend rarely got drunk, and whenever she did, she had a certain innocence that drove him half-mad from holding himself back.

"F*ck," Brian exclaimed and carried her over his shoulder. Rachel was not able to say anything until they were halfway past the living room. Even when she realised what was happening, she could not say anything because of the dizziness she was experiencing.

"Brian, I'm dizzy," Rachel complained as she was upside down. He had carried her like a sack of rice, it was very uncomfortable.

"Give me two minutes, love," Brian responded in a rush and opened the bedroom door and walked towards her bed, gently laying her down on it.

Rachel looked up at his handsome face and stroked his cheek.

"Is it okay, if I kiss you," she said again as her soft fingers stroked his left year.

"Do what you want," Brian answered, and Rachel wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and pulled him down with her. Brian readily cooperated with her and was soon nose to nose with her.

Rachel searched his deep dark eyes with her own light coloured ones and a faint smile appeared on her lips as if she found something she had been searching for a long time and Brian felt his heart shake just from her expression. Before he could recover his composure, he felt her soft lips brush against his. He was still on top of her as he was digesting the look he had just received from her.

Rachel stuck out her tongue and traced his thin bottom lip as she continued to study his expression. Brian was forced to snap out of his thoughts because of her actions and came back to his senses.

An attractive smirk appeared on his face as his tongue also slipped out of his mouth, licking hers in the process. At this point, the kiss grew very heated. It was a kiss that did not have any build-up and rushed both of them to the most exciting part of it. Finally, Rachel closed her eyes and savoured the feeling of their tongues dancing together.

Brian unbuttoned the top buttons of her long dress and forcefully pulled the rest of it off as he was not patient enough to unbutton the whole thing before he got back to kissing her. Rachel slipped her hands under the dark green t-shirt he was wearing and lightly teased his abs with her manicured nails.

Brian who thought he had an advantage because he was sober realised that he had underestimated his enemy. He hurriedly removed his t-shirt, exposing his tattooed torso. Rachel wrapped her stockinged legs around his waist and caressed his tattooed arms with familiarity.

Brian had lost even before he had started the race. It was during times like this that he realised that he was not really in control of anything and had just been lured to the spider's web by those blue eyes of hers.

"Brian," she called as she turned her face away, so he kissed her jaw. His kisses trailed from her lower jaw down her neck, taking her arousal up another notch.

"Brian, I want to be on top," she requested, and Brian who had been pressing down on her flipped their positions himself, so she was sitting on top of him.

Rachel pushed back the curtain of blonde hair that was blocking her vision, fully exposing her face. Brian felt like she had never looked prettier. Of course, this was what he thought at different times during the day, but at this time he felt like she had taken his breath away.

Rachel looked down at him and her hands caressed his chest, her fingers rubbing against his dusky nipples and Brian felt like he was being played with. He smiled up at the woman sitting on top of him and became determined to make the most of the night.