This is a short chapter, I need to think what will happen next, and I hope I will get more reviews. Still, thanks for the ones I received.
The 3 days
She felt his lips on the sensitive skin of her neck, just under the jaw and she couldn´t believe it. She remained still, not sure about what she should do, or what she wanted to do. His lips were moving, slowly up and down her neck. It was the strangest thing ever. None was talking, or looking at the other one, and both were waiting for the other to do something that should decide what would happen next.
"Calm down, Bulma"- she told herself nervously,-"this is what you wanted, Isn´t it? Maybe not, but it sure feels good. It is been too long since a kiss had such an effect on me. This man knows how to kiss…Bulma! Snap out of it, he is a killer!...Bulma, wake up and do something!"
Vegeta was not thinking, he was enjoying the rush of blood in his veins, the feeling of her soft and warm skin on his lips and her arms around his broad shoulders. She was trembling and her hands were trying to find support on his back. He knew that for once he had managed to keep her quiet and under his control, and that was even better. He had to do something soon, he wouldn´t mind spending those three days kissing her neck but, honestly, he could think of better options.
Nevertheless he didn´t have to consider any other option as it was Bulma, who finally found the strength inside and kissed him with a hunger he had never experienced. It was funny to see how powerful she looked with her eyes clouded by passion and to hear her heartbeat going crazy close to his chest. Vegeta decided that he could endure three days of this "training" without problem, although of course he would be forced to make an effort and complain lots about it, after all, he had to be true to his annoying fame.
Bulma knew that she had the power to stop this and that if she left the room things could still go back to normal. He would not mention the kiss to anyone; their lives would just be exactly as before. Her mind was all foggy, she couldn´t think in anything but his body under hers. She looked into his eyes searching for clues, a reason for all that was going on.
Vegeta was going crazy, her scent was driving him wild and thinking about consequences and such things was not in his list of things to do. He noticed that she was staring at him and stopped for a second to look at her. She looked beautiful, her hair was hanging next to his face, her eyes huge and bright, her lips swollen by all his kisses and her cheeks had a rosy healthy blush. He kissed her softly and felt how she started responding again to his demands. Whatever it was that had made her stop was over.
Later that same night, Bulma slept curled up next to him, while the prince looked out the window, wondering what he was going to do. He could smell her hair and wanted to wake her up and start all over again with another session of lovemaking, but he knew that to do it again would be complicated. Earthling women tended to believe that if a man slept more than once with them there was some sort of commitment or relationship going on, and he would rather let Kakarot kill him that marry an earthling. He was a warrior and he had an objective in life, this had been just a bit of fun, and he wanted her to understand this. Looking at her he felt that he was lying to himself but he closed his eyes and tried to focus once again in his true desire, to be better than kakarot.