Chapter 855
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 855 Arielle only felt the bed sink beside her, and before she could react, she found herself rolling toward Vinson.
âAhh!â
When she opened her eyes again, she realized she had rolled into his arms.
âYouâre an eager one, huh?â Vinson teased.
Arielleâs eyes blazed with anger. âYâYou! You did this on purpose!â
No wonder he chose to lay down beside me. Heâs had it all planned!
âYou jerk!â
Vinson quickly placed his finger on Arielleâs lips and shook his head. âNo, no. Itâs the bed thatâs a jerk.
How naughty of it.â
Iâm so glad I got an expensive bed. It sure is worth the price tag!
Immediately after, Vinson removed his finger and greedily locked lips with her.
Arielleâs heart pounded in her chest as her breathing hastened. Within seconds, she had almost been stripped naked to the waist.
Vinson had come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower body, but alas, it slipped off during the passionate kiss.
As such, Arielle could feel all the changes happening to his body through the thin material of her skirt.
However, the change happened so fast that it jolted Arielle out of her daze.
âVinson, youââ
âShh, donât talk. You can hold onto me if youâre scared.â
Arielle shakily nodded and did as instructed, snaking her arms around Vinsonâs waist.
To her surprise, his waist muscles were so strong and toned that Arielle didnât hate it one bit.
Just like that, any apprehension that she felt previously was quickly replaced with anticipation, making her heart race even more than before.
Vinsonâs gaze was tender as he pressed his lips against Arielleâs.
It was yet another long and passionate kiss, and Arielle, who hadnât quite mastered how to come up for air, was completely red in the face.
Vinson pulled away for a moment, only to duck down again to smother her with kisses.
His kisses trailed down, and his hand gently caressed Arielleâs abdomen, sending bolts of delicious sensations through her body.
Arielle shuddered from the touch as she instinctively grabbed Vinsonâs hand. Unfortunately, he was too strong, and she was at his mercy.
Vinsonâs hand continued to creep toward her chest when all of a sudden, his phone rang.
âPâPhoneâ¦â Arielle mumbled.
âIgnore it.â
Finally, Vinson got what he wanted.
With a smirk, he remarked, âMmm, it feels better than it looks.â
Arielleâs face turned a deeper shade of red as she glared at Vinson.
âOh come on, behave normally!â
âHow am I supposed to be normal at a time like this?â
Before either of them could say anything else, Vinsonâs phone rang again.
He was determined not to answer it, but Arielle had had enough with the ringing. It felt almost as if someone was trying to eavesdrop on them.
âYou should answer the phone. What if itâs an emergency?â
When Vinson still showed no intention of doing it, Arielle gripped his wrists and demanded, âAnswer the phone!â
âDamn it!â
Vinson cursed under his breath and reluctantly picked up his phone under Arielleâs watchful eye.
âHello?â he snapped, his gaze cold with fury.