Beautiful Storm : A Dark College Bully Romance (Westlake Royals Book 1) by Jaime Ellis

Author:Jaime Ellis [Ellis, Jaime]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Atticus

As soon as my feet crossed the threshold, I was off the neutral ground that I so stupidly agreed to creating. My arm snapped out like a whip, and I grabbed the back of her guitar case, tearing it from her shoulder as my other hand snatched her by the waist.

She gasped, breathy and surprised. I pressed her to the wall in seconds, her guitar case propped against it because I wasn't a fucking animal, and I wasn't going to damage an instrument.

"You want me, just like you did four years ago." I rested my forearm against the wall, right above her head, caging her in. My free hand released her waist and drifted up, barely brushing against the curve of her tits on its way to her hair. I wrapped an inky lock around my finger, then unwrapped it, then wrapped it again, playing idly with her hair and tugging on her scalp so gently that it almost wasn't a tug at all.

"You want me just as much."

"So, you're not denying it?"

"What would be the point? The flesh is weak."

I let go of the lock I was playing with and threaded my fingers through her mane, watching the smooth strands slide between my digits like black water. From the corner of my eye, I caught the pink crawling up her chest. Satisfaction barreled through me. In a few moments, it would bleed to her neck, her cheeks, and her ears.

"You're blushing." I lowered my head and rested it on my own arm, watching the side of her face. I pinched a lock of hair and slid the silken ends of it against her tense jaw.

"You know, when we were kids, I used to tease you just to watch that pretty blush spread. I always wondered how low it went."

I dropped her hair and trailed my fingers along the path of her neck. Her skin was feverish beneath my hand, yet still she didn't acknowledge me. I wanted to see how well she could ignore me.

I wrapped my hands around her throat at an agonizingly slow pace, squeezing the sides of her neck in the gentlest of lover's grasps. Her muscles tensed under me, ready to release and melt.

Sexual energy seethed inside me. My body ached for something more. Something to fill the emptiness I've lived with since that long ago summer night. I released her neck and pressed my hand to her chest, brushing down to the top of her cleavage and pausing before the deep-cut neckline of her sweater.

Her chest rose and fell more rapidly now, but still she stayed silent. Too much pride. I loved her stubbornness. But at this moment, I was fueled by revenge and destruction. I wanted to watch that pride and arrogance fade away, watch her submit, melt, and throw everything away for me just so I could fuck her. She needed to admit she wanted me.

Slowly, my fingers crept underneath her shirt, and she drew in a deep breath, pressing herself tightly against the wall.

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