Page 46 of The Devastation You Reap
"Sure."
"Seriously, compared to some of the other guys, I'm a saint."
"Saint Leon… good to know."
"None of them meant anything, Red."
"And I do?"Shit.I mentally kick myself for letting that question slip out.
"Yeah," he breathes, his eyes holding mine for a beat before they drop to my lips. "Let me walk you up tonight."
"U-uh… okay. J-just to the door though," I blurt out, knowing that I can't trust myself, let alone him if I allow him back into my room.
He nods before pushing from the car and coming around to meet me when I join him.
The second I'm at full height, he pulls me into his body and wraps his arm around my waist.
His warmth, his scent, his touch, all of it makes me feel too safe, too comfortable. It's dangerous because all the while my blood is boiling having him so close and as much as it excites me, it terrifies me in equal measures.
For the first time in my life, I'm scared I'm going to throw caution to the wind and jump in with both feet when I really should keep a levelhead.
But isn't life all about taking a few risks when it feels right?A little voice pipes up as we make our way to the building.
There are other students milling about but no one pays us any attention as we make our way inside and up the stairs to my floor.
The seconds we’re at the main door to our dorm, Leon pushes me back against the wall and cages me in.
My heart thunders in my chest as I stare into his dark, heated eyes.
I know what he wants, I can read it on every inch of his face, but he's trying to be a gentleman and I can't help but appreciate the fact he's trying when I know full well that a kiss goodnight with a girl isn't his usual MO.
"Thank you for tonight," he murmurs.
"Thanks for bringing my cell back."
"The pleasure's all mine, Red."
His hand moves the side of my neck as his lips descend on mine.
My stomach tingles with butterflies before my muscles pull tight when he plunges his tongue into my mouth and twists it against mine.
A low growl rumbles up his throat and it causes a wave of heat to wash through my body.
"Oh God," I moan when his hand wraps around the back of my thigh and he lifts it around his waist.
"Can't get enough," he groans in my ear, lightly nipping at it, sending a bolt of pleasure right between my legs.
"Leon," I moan as he kisses down my throat, licking and nipping at the skin as he goes.
His lips hit the neckline of my shirt and he replaces them with his hand, pinning me back against the wall like he did that very first night.
I gasp when his dangerous eyes bore into mine.
If I'd ever thought about being in this position before, then I'd have thought I'd be terrified. But that is the opposite of what I feel as I stand pinned to the wall with his hard body pressed against me and his hand around my throat.
"You've got no idea, do you?"
My brows pinch together as I stare at him, wondering what he's talking about.
