Page 24 of Sinful Touch

My heart races as he turns and looks at Lil and then back at me. “Like with revenge, for example, if you truly want revenge, then there will be no lines, right?" he asks.

“Depending on the character, the villain normally does not have many, but we are talking about the MMC,” I confirm.

“Well, if the MMC wants to protect the MFC from the villain, then he, too, must not have many lines he won’t cross because if he does have lines, he won’t be able to protect her,” he says calmly, sending a chill down my spine.

What the fuck is he trying to say, before I can respond, the bell rings, and the students start to pack up.

“Liliana please stay after so we can talk about your paper, I will meet you in my office,” I tell her.

She nods and starts to put away her things. I watch Chad as he gathers his books and notebooks and puts them into his bag. He slowly stands up and starts to make his way up the stairs.

He stops before exiting, slightly turning and locking eyes with me. I don't know what the fuck he is going to try and do, but I do know I don't play games.

Fucking kids.

I shake my head and gather my things. Exiting the classroom, I make my way down the hallway and push open my office door, closing it behind me and making my way over to my desk.

I set down my things and take in a deep breath.

I slowly turn around as my door opens and closes, I sit on the edge of the desk watching Liliana closely as she sets her bag down on my couch.

She is so fucking beautiful, Chad’s words are running over and over again inside my mind. If he is trying to get my attention, he now has it.

Liliana makes her way across my office, stopping when her chest touches mine.

“Are you okay?” She asks, tilting her head to the side.

I nod and take in a deep breath “Yes, Darlin, I am fine.”

“What do you want Jax?” She asks, looking into my eyes.

“I want you,” I tell her with confidence.

She tilts her head to the side, her blue eyes looking straight into my fucking soul. “Hmmm.”

Fuck.

“Well, Sir, I am here; what do you want from me?" She asks quietly.

Fuck me.

I place my hands on her shoulders and squeeze. My mind is racing with so many different fucking answers, but it stops on one thing, one act that I know she will understand.

I slowly start to push her down; she allows me to lower her to her knees in front of me. She keeps her eyes on me as her breathing starts to increase.

I grab her hair, forcing her to keep her eyes on me. I unzip and unbutton my pants, pulling them down with my boxers just enough so I can grab my hard cock.

“I wanna see your eyes stay locked on mine as the tears go down your cheeks from taking my cock like the good fucking girl I know you can be, Darlin,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Yes, Sir,” She whispers, causing my cock to twitch in my hand.

“Do you want to make me happy, Darlin?” I ask her.

“Yes, I want to make you happy,” She confirms in her sweet innocent voice.

For fuck sake.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue and take my cock.” I demand.

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