Selena’s P. O. V.
I sit in James’s lap on the college terrace, the sky darkening and the city lights glowing in the distance. His warm arms are wrapped around my waist, holding me close as if he never wants to let go.
We’re completely lost in each other. His warmth gives me the comfort I always craved. It’s so peaceful.
I can’t stop thinking about how possessively he fucked me in every corner of the library. And when I told him I had done it in the classroom and on the terrace with someone else, he just took me to the room first.
He made me sit on the desk, then dropped to his knees in front of me, eating me wildly until I was trembling. Then, before I could even catch my breath, he knelt me before him and fucked my mouth like no one ever had before.
And then, as if possessed, he dragged me to the college terrace, where he bent me over and took me on the cold floor, gripping my hair and spanking my ass while pounding into me. It was wild. It was incredible.
God! My core still throbs just thinking about it.
But what he doesn’t know is that I lied. I never actually had sex in the classroom or on the terrace with anyone else. I only said it to push him further-to bring out more of his possessiveness, to make him crave me more.
I know I sound crazy. But this man really drives me insane. I just can’t get enough of him. Fuck! What has he done to me? Whatever it is, I’m liking it.
As I sit here, wrapped in his arms, suddenly a few questions start revolving in my mind. What are we? How long can this last? We can’t continue whatever is going on between us for long, and it hurts. This isn’t just physical desire. We’re connecting to each other on a deeper level and that’s what scares me.
God! Why can’t I just keep him with me forever? Why the hell is it so hard for me to choose my own happiness? Why does he have to be my father’s friend? If he weren’t, maybe I would’ve considered giving us a chance.
“James…” I say, breaking the peaceful silence after lifting my head from his shoulder to look at him.
“Hm?” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. The softness in his eyes always makes my heart flutter.
The way he looks at me-like I’m everything to him-no man has ever looked at me like that before.
God! I want this man forever in my life. I really want some miracle to happen and he becomes mine forever.
“I’m just wondering… what will be the future of us? Our relationship?” I ask, biting my lower lip.
His grip on my waist tightens slightly, and he exhales before pressing a kiss on my shoulder. “Selena, I don’t care about the future. Right now, I just want to savour every moment with you. When you’re with me, nothing else matters. I don’t want to waste a single second worrying about something uncertain until I have you with me. So let’s focus on the present.”
He’s right. Until we’re together, we shouldn’t waste our time worrying about things we can’t control. We should make the most of every moment we have.
I hug him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist tightly, still sitting on his lap. Burying my face in his shoulder, I lose myself in him, forgetting everything else. He pulls me closer, embracing me. It always feels so safe with him. Like home. Like heaven. I want him to hold me like this forever and never let me go.
As we pull away, I tell him, smirking. “You know… I lied to you.”
“About what?” His brows narrow in confusion.
I bite my lip and admit, “About having sex in the classroom and on the terrace,” lowering my gaze.
He grabs my chin and lifts it to make me look at him. “Why did you lie to me, Little Miss?” His voice is deep and sensuous, turning me on again.
Damn! He is making me so horny.
My cheeks turn red, but I don’t break eye contact. “Because I didn’t want you to stop fucking me.”
For a moment, he just stares at me. Then his grip on my waist tightens so suddenly that I gasp. “You wanted to make me jealous. You wanted to see how far I’d go, how possessive I could be, didn’t you, Selena?”
I just nod and confess, “I like the way you fuck me when you’re rough… the way you claim me like I belong to you.”
His eyes darken at my bold words. “You’re something else. You drive me insane.”
Before I can say anything else, he grips my hips and thrusts up into me without warning, burying himself deep. A sharp gasp leaves my lips and my nails dig into his shoulders.
Fuck! I love it. This man drives me crazy.
“Is this what you wanted, Little Miss?” He lifts his hips, driving into me with hard strokes, making me moan with each.
“Yes,” I breathe, rolling my hips against him, wanting more.
It feels so damn good.
“That’s what you like, isn’t it? The way your father’s friend’s cock fills your tight little pussy.” He squeezes my hips, going deeper into me.
“God…” A sound of pleasure escapes my throat at his filthy words, and I ride him faster, bracing his shoulders.
His dick feels like heaven inside me and makes me forget everything else. I don’t want him to stop. Never ever.
His fingers grab my hair, pulling my head back as he watches my every reaction. Then he attacks my neck, nibbling and licking as I ride him.
Fuck. This moment, the way we move together, the way he makes me feel-I’ve never felt anything like it before.
With him, every little thing feels different. And sex feels so passionate and out of the world.
Slowly, he’s making space in my heart, breaking down the walls I’ve spent so long building.
And the terrifying part?
I don’t think I want to stop him. I really want a miracle to happen which makes us together forever.