False Pretenses

Chapter 6

(A/N): Yes. It's a surprise update. Its comparatively shorter but all the action [;)] happens here.

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Damn, did he kiss me.

First it was a cool breeze, much awaited and calming, lulling me into a light state of elation.

All my fury morphed into desire. Desire to have him. Desire to be with him, to explore every inch of him, to feel everything with him.

Then it took a turn because it felt like I was trying to catch up with a hurricane wind.

It was breathtaking.

No shįt.

I was in a serious need for some air. It felt like if I didn't breathe in some oxygen the next second, I would pass out.

But I didn't want this euphoria to end. The feel of his strong arms in my hands. His soft hair. His oh so soft hair! I was jealous but I loved it. I gave a light tug at the roots before letting go of his hair. I loved the little grunt sound he made.

The taste of his mouth. Now, what the héll was that?

He wasn't drunk because instead of tasting alcohol, I stumbled upon the taste of vanilla ice cream. Who the fuçk has ice cream before going to a nightclub?

But I loved it.

And I loved the amazing feeling I had when he pulled me closer onto him. When he ran his hands through my hair, when he caressed my jaw still kissing me and when he explored my back with his hands.

And when he moaned against my lips.

Oh yes!

And the way our bodies were pressed against each other and how I could feel his erection against my stomach. I was sure he knew that I knew what was happening.

Clever ßastard.

The weird thing was that we were never disturbed throughout our avid devouring of each other's lips.

My breathing which was already extinct, began to quicken more. But it wasn't just me. He was breathless too but just like me, he didn't want to let go just yet.

This kiss, this unbelievable kiss? This was escalating to a whole new level and with the wind, both of us were getting hotter but flowing with it without complains. This hot furnace was going to get us burnt. And it seemed we were willing participants.

Reluctantly, we let go of each other when the need for oxygen over powered our lust crazed demons.

But that didn't end our kissing frenzy. Oh no. After two huge gasps of breath, we were back it again. Like animals.

He started kissing the side of my neck, just under my ear, proceeding to the base of my throat.

I moaned and knew that he had heard me. I could feel it in his cocky smile. Did he even know what he was doing to me? A-hole much?

He straightened up and looked at me. His stare was so, so intense. The next moment we were kissing the sh¡t out of each other as if a kissing spell had been cast on us. Add to it my recent discovery that he was a good kisser. A very, very good kisser.

If not stopped by the forces of good, I was a million percent sure, this night was gonna end with both of our clothes off. And a very, very heated night.

We parted again. But this time, both of us rested our foreheads against each other. We didn't want to die because of lack of oxygen. That was certain.

I had my eyes closed but felt his gaze on me. Both of us were panting but I didn't have the strength to see him just yet. I wanted to wait. And wait, I did.

He moved his forehead away from me but his hands stayed dutifully on the small of my back.

"Your lips look even more kissable." He said.

Bingo! Australian! His accent was Australian!

I opened my eyes and saw him smirking at me. I looked at his lips. They were red and a little swollen from all that snogging. I still had a strong urge to kiss him.

I bit my lip.

"Oh honey you shouldn't have done that." He said with no humor. All he had was lust in his eyes. Raw lust.

I was definitely aroused. Holy fuçk!

He pinned me to the wall and gave me a head spinning kiss. He dipped down and started sucking on the soft skin at the base of my neck, teasing it with his teeth then caressing it with his tongue. I did what was very suitable.

I moaned.

And I also had my hands in his hair. Running them through the black lusciousness.

"I want you to scream my name tonight and scream it very loud." He said in my ear.

"Done deal." I wanted to say but I was busy kissing him. I wasn't even gonna try and deny. I wanted him.

"I don't even know your name." I managed to gasp out.

"Calum. My name is Calum. You'll be able to recall it later. I can assure you that." He smirked.

"But before you say anything else, what's your name, sweetheart?" He held my chin, running his thumb along my cheek.

"Violet." I said, my breath coming in short gasps.

He dropped his hand.

"Come again?"

"Violet." I repeated "as in the color—"

"Yeah. I got that." He loosened his hold on me.

"Can you tell me your last name please?" He asked.

I was drunk and didn't give a rat's asś to anything besides the reason to why was he backing out. After all of that.

"Morgan. Violet Morgan." I slurred.

He ran his hands through his hair, muttering something incomprehensible under his breath. He looked everywhere but avoided looking at me.

"It just had to be you, huh? In all of fuçking New York?" He shook his head as he gave me a long levelled stare.

And without any warning, he turned around and walked away and out of the club. He didn't even look back. Not once.

I was left standing there, shocked in my drunk state with only one thought in my mind continously being shrieked by my conscience.

What the fuçk did just happen?

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(A/N): FEELS OR NAH? :-) :-)

Soooo, the hero has made his appearance but has disappeared.

Lmao

Omg please don't come running after me with pitchforks and shiz LOL

Oh and if you want Calum to be nicer, vote and comment. :-)

(THIS CHAPTER IS BEING EDITED AS I SIT IN THE TRAIN, ON MY WAY TO HOME HAHAHAHA)

Being an author is fun. It just is. But v v stressful.

Try at your own risk tbh.

UNTIL FRIDAY MY FRUSTRATED READERS (worry not, Violet can relate to you)

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- Mannu