You remember when I said I wouldn’t let him bother me?
Bullshit! That was just pride talking.
For some reason I was blazing at the highest degree…. not like before. This was worse, wayyy worse. I wouldn’t be surprised if my skin was freaking melting off my bones.
And not to mention my entrance… all I felt down there was heat, a painful yet thrilling heat. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I tried the pride-crushing act of touching myself, but the more I touched, the more I felt driven… driven to have myself filled with something other than my fingers. The heat plaguing my body was irrepressible…. at least for as long as he isn’t touching me. I can’t explain it any other way than a burning desire to have him inside me.
Is this even normal?!
I have no idea why nor how this is happening, but at least it’s at a convenient time when no one else is around. All the guys had left for the restaurant or wherever the hell Nate was talking about. Now, the house is left all to me… and him.
After what happened earlier at dinner, I don’t think I need to check if Kasan’s angry or not… I’m pretty sure he is. I should’ve just kept my mouth shut instead of talking big, at least then I wouldn’t feel so shitty about what I’m about to do.
I stood in front of the open door as sweat drove down my skin, rolling over every curve of my body one line after another then dripping to the floor. My dress was soaked to the point where they felt relatively heavy… and the same goes for my panties. Wetness built deep inside me, slowly seeping through my exposed entrance and leaving only warmth between my legs.
Finally curling my fingers around the wooden door, I drew it further back and took my first step beyond my room… well Nate’s room. My knees felt weak… as if they’d buckle any minute, but I carried on and trailed my petite hands across the wall to keep myself upright. I have but one goal and that is to get as close to him as possible then have him fill this void inside me.
I’ll beg if I have to. Kneel if I have to.
When I finally reached his room, my hands quickly grabbed the handle and was ready to twist it, but the creaking door slid backwards the moment I touched it. I didn’t question why his door was unlocked, instead, I quickly pushed my way inside and swept my eyes around the room, searching relentlessly for the man that would undoubtedly tame the fire within me.
As my salty sweat made my eyes sting to the extent where I could hardly even open them fully, I ran a hand over my lubricated forehead and searched the room once again… this time, I successfully spotted my target. His sexy figure emerged from the bathroom with one towel drying his glistening wet hair and the other wrapped around his torso.
Seeing his panty-dropping abs on full display, I watched in utter satisfaction as droplets sexily trailed down his skin and then when it was time to witness it run all the way down to his crotch and drip from it’s mouthwatering tip, my view was sadly obstructed by the annoying towel he had. I felt my lips protrude slightly into a childish pout.
While my legs trembled with need, he tossed aside the towel that had been drying his hair and sexily shook away the residue droplets hanging unto his strands of hair.
I nearly drooled on spot…. nearly.
As if knowing that I was standing in his room, his eyes first shifted in my direction. I stiffened.
“Clara.” He acknowledged softly, turning to me fully. Though he didn’t look welcoming at all, I felt a trail of wetness slither down the inside of my thigh the second he graced me with his attention.
“Are you planning on sleeping in my room now?”
“I didn’t come here to sleep.” I answered almost immediately, though I’m pretty sure he knew that already. This is probably just him getting back at me for lashing out at him during dinner and maybe for arguing with Kenley for no particular reason.
But no matter. I’ll get him to take me this instant.
I’ll make him look at me the way I want him to, the look that makes me feel as if I’m his prey, the look that makes me just want to spread my legs as wide as ever….
With that being said, I wonder… what would he do when he finds that I’m completely bare beneath this dress?
Without further ado, I stepped off towards him, whilst my quivering fingers drew around to my back, gently unzipping the back of my sleeveless dress. It rode lower down my body at each step, gently gliding over my hips then down my pristine legs until I was completely naked before him.
Kasan watched it all… from the moment I unzipped my dress down to the moment it fell from my body. But for some annoying reason, his expression didn’t change one bit.
I didn’t let that stop me though.
Frankly, my brain was barely intact at the moment. Even if I wanted to stop right here and now, my body wouldn’t let me. He was currently the only thing I could think of.
I want him… and I want him now.
Despite my shaking legs, I picked up my pace and guided myself towards him, only pulling to a stop when I was a few inches away from him. Like a programmed robot, I instantly went for his towel, seeking to rid him of the only barrier I saw before me. And my hand was just mere inches away from pulling it right off his body when Kasan unexpectedly grabbed me by the wrist.
I looked up at him cluelessly, my eyes sending little pleading signals in his direction. But to my dismay, once again, he remained indifferent as he looked down at me.
I frowned. Why in hell would he do this now when I’m in such an unbearable state?!
I clutched between my legs as another wave of heat chose that particular moment to wash over me. “Please~” I whimpered, my tongue rolling out of my mouth and sapping at my chapped lips before retreating backwards.
If my desperate gaze can’t do the trick, I’m just about ready to drop to my fucking knees and beg him to fuck me senseless.
I want… no need him to touch me.