Chapter 20
My eyes widen as I stared at his enraged face. “This is the girls bathroom Blake, you’re not allowed in here.” I rush out in a panic. If someone caught him here with me, the rumors will get worse than they already are.
He raises a dark brow, his eyes flickering with mirth. “Yes I know it’s the girls bathroom but you should know me by now bambina, I do anything to get what I want.” He smirks sauntering towards me until he is a breath away.
His black hair is messy on top of his head. Eyes so blue that I wanted to drown myself in them. Straight nose that had gotten broken many times during his fights. My eyes fall down to his lips and I involuntarily lick mine.
He sees this and his eyes darken as he follows the sweep of my tongue with keen interest. “What are you doing to me Ley?” His voice cracks as if he was restraining himself from doing what I know deep down I wanted him to do.
Muffled voices are getting closer to the bathroom. My eyes widen in panic as I look at the bathroom door. Blake sees my unease and pushes me inside one of the empty stalls. My heart skyrockets in my chest as he comes in after me, locking the door of the stall.
I’m pushed up against the cold metal with barely any space to shift, unless I want to enter inside the toilet. Blake was huge, taking up all the space in the tiny stall. Every part of his body is pressed against mine in a delicious way.
I feel the now familiar tingle in between my thighs. His huge hand comes to brace on the metal wall
beside my head. His muscles flex in the process that made in between my legs moisten. He had me trapped between him and the wall with no means of escape.
My eyes flicker up to stare into his. The intensity takes my breath away as I feel my heart pound violently in my chest. His now darkened eyes cast down to my lips and I see all his control disappear.
“F*ck talking for now, I need to taste you.” He grits out through clenched teeth. I hear the soft creak of the bathroom door open and hear the voices get louder. But I didn’t seem to care as Blake hungrily captures my lips. The voices drown out as he takes my lips like he would do to a lover.
My pulse quickens when his hands travel down to my hips then to my bum and kneads the soft mounds. His breathing is rough and uncontrollable as his tongue slides against mine.
I run my hand across his muscular contours, reveling in the fact that he shuddered from my touch. My hands glided up to thread my fingers through his soft hair.
He detaches his lips from mine only to glide his nose from under my ear down to the hollow of my neck. My mind is clouded, unable to focus as he
nibbles on the soft skin of my neck. My fingers are tightly clutching on to his hair as a way to not lose my sanity and moan out loud.
One of his hands moved dangerously close to my inner thigh. As if having a mind of it’s own my body arches more onto him, encouraging him to move forward. To touch me where I wanted him so bad.
And he does just that, as his long fingers brush softly against my clit then slips down to my core and adds pressure. I gasp at the sudden pleasure that courses through me as I roll my hips slightly, wanting more. I’m soaking wet, my panties felt drenched.
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