Page 27 of Sinful Touch

I take in a deep shaky breath as she turns and starts to make her way toward her dorm, Jaxon watches her for a moment then turns and opens the door walking back inside.

This hasn’t been going on that long. There is no fucking way. Was she already with him when he asked her to tutor me when she turned me down, or was she holding out for fucking him?

I guess it doesn’t matter because she is about to find out just how serious I am and what happens when someone fucking tells me no.

I hold my place as she continues to get closer and closer to me. With each step she takes, my heart races faster.

She makes her way onto the sidewalk. I look down the corner as she walks up the few stairs to the front door of the dorms. I slowly make my way around the corner, quietly walk up the steps, and stop behind her. Before she can do anything, I grab onto her throat from behind and push her into the corner.

Her breathing is rapid, “You think you are better than me?”

“No,” she says in a shaky, scared voice.

“You think he can fuck you better than I can, Liliana?” I ask, but she doesn’t respond; I reach around her body and cup her pussy through her leggings.

“This fucking pussy is mine; he can’t give you what I can,” I confess to her.

He has lines he won’t cross, lucky for her I don't fucking have any.

“Chad, please don't!” She begs me, causing my cock to pulse and push against my jeans.

I want so fucking badly to bend her over and fuck her right here, right now, but that would be too easy. I want to work my way up to it, I want to give her a chance to make it up to me and make the right fucking choice.

Jaxon is the wrong fucking choice.

“I heard you are moaning his name; you are a dirty little fucking slut, sluts get punished, Liliana,” I warn her.

She doesn’t respond again, but a sob leaves her, making me smile as I lean in and kiss her cheek.

“I am watching you. When the right time comes, you will be on your knees for me, begging for my cock.” I promise her as I pull back and release my hold on her.

I slowly back up and down the steps. She doesn’t turn and doesn’t do anything as I turn and walk into the blackness.

She has no idea what I am capable of, but now, at least, she knows that I am not just going to let her go.

15

Jaxon

October

“R U Mine?” by Arctic Monkeys

Inever wanted to go to this stupid book signing, but it is a part of who I am, and my agent isn't scared to remind me that it is also a part of my contract. I used to care about the contract, what others thought of me, and the image I was trying to create as an author, but now, because of Lil, I don't care about those things anymore.

I dont care about the contract or pleasing other women, the only thing that is on my mind all the fucking time is Liliana, she has taken me over, and she continues to fucking drown me in the best possible way. As an author, I should be able to say the right words, but I can’t. I can’t find the right words to explain how she makes me feel, all I know is that I can never let her go, I will do anything to keep her by my side, even if that means ripping up the contract and starting over with her.

I would and will do it if she asks me to.

The only good thing about this whole damn event is that I invited Lil to come with me, I wanted her to show up with me, but she has some homework she wanted to get done first for her other classes. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous that she is working on papers other than the one I assigned her. I want to consume her and take her over in the same way that she has taken me over.

I want her to live for me, with me forever. I want to tell her to her face that I love her, but I don't think she would believe me, at least not yet. I need to prove to her that she is different from all the women before her. I can see in her eyes that she is wondering about the others, but that is the thing. There has been no one like her in my life before. I have never broken the rules for anyone.

I have been strictly black-and-white thinking when it has come to my sexual relationships, but now she has fucked it all up there are so many fucking colors now I have lost track, and half the time I have no fucking idea what to do or say to her.

Seeing her sit in my class and hang onto every word and not fucking touch her is becoming harder and harder for me. It is fucking hard to act as if she is just another one of my students because she is now the most important person in my life.

Our relationship is fucking taboo in every sense of the fucking word, and until she tells me she is ready to go public, we will keep our affair a secret, even though every boy that lays his eyes on her I want to rip out of their head, I have to stop myself. I have to remind myself that she has to be the one to make the first move with things.

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