Page 57 of Kings of Desire
Though, I didn’t have time to figure out the mystery of his arousal since an open invitation shook me from the ground ‘After the break I’ll see you in the Chem lab.’
Why the Chem lab since neither of us was registered to that class!?
Yet it didn’t take long before I found out.
It was empty.
He wanted to meet with me in an empty classroom!
Closing the door after me, I breathed with relief since he wasn’t yet around. I desperately needed a second of freedom after I managed to duck Jenna and practically everyone else throughout the break.
And that I got, since Cade left himself to be expected. Not that anyone was really expecting him.
I dreaded the moment the door would open, and he’ll find his way into the room. Every second passing was fueling a tremble in my legs at the thought of what was going on in his mind. But the moment couldn’t be indefinitely postponed, and the dark reflection of Cole’s presence slowly filled the room.
His steps, unhurried, based on the anxiety they were provoking, moving inch by inch to reach me while his lustful gaze was studying every round shape of my body.
‘I underestimated you,’ a whispered groan of annoyance reached my ears as the large contour of his silhouette was clouding everything in front of me.
Strangely, I found Cole mostly irritated with himself ashewas the one who made the mistake of letting me get to that point of having any kind of effect over him, though I knew too well who was going to pay for that error.
‘I’ve been generous today.’ He traced his tongue over his lips while visibly craving my own, believing in his obnoxious arrogance that it wasgenerousof him to stress me out to the point where I felt my legs almost failing me. ‘Don’t you agree?’
No, of course, I didn’t agree, how could I ever?
But how could I ever disagree either?
So once again, I felt forced to betray my pride ‘Yes, I agree… you have,’ yourfucking majesty.As you may imagine, I had to leave the last part out...
This is what Cole did best, broke my pride, trying to get me to submit to him one way or another. And if I had any trace of a doubt, the satisfied glimmer in his eyes as I spoke confirmed my initial thought.
‘You know, I didn’t even get to unwrap my present,’ his body melted onto mine, as I was trying to back down, but only succeeded to entrap myself between him and a study bench.
With slow-motion gestures, his hand sought to find the first button of my shirt, provoking an instinctive reaction to flash through me.
I jumped, almost leaning back so he wouldn’t reach me, strongly under the impression that all lights were pointing straight at the recently exposed surface of my chest, even though it was almost complete darkness inside the room.
‘We wouldn’t want me to break one of the buttons by mistake and find yourself walking around the Academy half-dressed, would we?’
It would be hardly amistake, but I quickly got the full hint.
‘Relax,’ his voice calm and eager at the same time, unfastening another one of my buttons.
And then, there was silence, just the throbbing sound of our breathing, as one by one, my buttons evaporated and the cups of my bra remained on sight. ‘I can feel your excitement,’ he murmured lifting me on top of the bench and pulling the last of the material that covered my breasts down to fully expose me.
‘Are you on drugs!?’ I muttered, reaching my limit. ‘Do you think this can actually bring me excitement?’ I just needed to blow off some steam, even for a minute, and keeping every single one of my thoughts to myself was never my strong point.
In reality, Cole maybe wasn’t as dangerous as Brax or Ferris, but the adrenaline he provoked could not be matched. And neither the anxiety!
‘Oh, that mouth of yours. I told you I’ll take care of it someday.’ His thumb glided onto my lips, brushing them while his own parted with uncomposed eagerness. Then drifted again, applying pressure on the center as his other free hand cupped one of my breasts.
I gasped as his palm closed in, to fully weigh the roundness of my chest, and taking advantage of the breathless moment, his thumb slipped in between my lips.
I paused, gazing at him with shock as his finger began moving inside my mouth, in and out over and over again while his gaze was fascinated with every single action. He was in awe, living to witness the motion which culminated with my lips obliging and forming the perfect O.
‘Fuck, Mouse. I might want to keep you,’ he roared almost in ecstasy as his hard member was angrily threatening to burst his jeans, and his lips descended to trace a long warm trail over my quivering tips.
My blood was boiling with strange desire, as I felt my core tighten in the need to withstand the melted heat that was slipping through me. I wanted him to evaporate, disappear and never return... but maybe still leave me with the mesmerizing movements of his tongue and lips.
