Trials Of A Heart | ✔️

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~Brielle's POV~

By the time lunch rolled around, my mind had conjured up probably a thousand different scenarios of Phoenix fucking me on every surface of furniture in my apartment. My mind had been in the gutter practically all day, and my panties were soaked already.

I saw Phoenix was the only one sitting at our table when I arrived, and Matias was nowhere to be seen. Knowing him, he was probably off with some girl. My face felt a little bit flushed as Phoenix met my gaze, raising a brow at me expectantly. "You gonna sit down or just stand there and stare at me?" He asked playfully, teasing me. I swallowed thickly and sat down beside him, my heart pounding in my chest. "You got here early." I said softly, as he was usually here a little bit later than this.

Phoenix raised a brow and effortlessly twisted off the cap of a Gatorade bottle, his large biceps flexing. I bit my lip as I watched him drink it, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. My staring must've been far less than subtle because he set down the bottle and smirked in amusement as he stared down at me, meeting my gaze. It was almost embarrassing how wound up I was, just from my own fantasies. Even him smirking at me like that had me clenching my thighs together tightly, my eyes unable to stop from wandering over his strong muscles as they bulged against his tight shirt. "Oh, I see." Phoenix chuckled in amusement. "You've been thinking of me all day, haven't you?"

My eyes snapped up to meet his and I bit my lip harshly, pushing my hair behind my ear. "I wish you hadn't said that to me this morning. Sometimes you're so dirty when you talk like that in public." I said instead, and he just smirked wider. I felt my core throb as he leaned in, placing one hand on the back of my chair. "Am I? You say that as if you don't like it, but I know you do. In fact, you love it. That's why you've been thinking about it all day, isn't it?" He purred tauntingly, letting his soft brown gaze trail over my body. His eyes stopped at my thighs, which had been clenched together tightly since the second I sat down, and he chuckled. "You're probably soaking wet, hm?" He teased, placing a hand on my thigh. I whimpered as he slid it up, letting his fingertips play with the bottom of my cotton shorts, and I clenched my thighs together tighter. "N-No." I gasped, and he merely hummed.

"Let me see. Open your legs, Brielle." He demanded, and I whimpered as he teased his fingers along my inner thighs, shaking my head. "We're in public." I protested weakly. He merely glanced around the back corner that our table was in, a twinkle in his eye when he met my gaze again. "Look around. Nobody is going to see anything. We're practically alone. I could get beneath this table and eat you out, if I really wanted, and nobody would know. So spread your legs, because I want to see how wet you are." He said.

I glanced around anxiously, unable to believe I was actually considering this, and found that he was right. Our table was in the back corner of the room, where practically nobody ever came. My eyes flicked up to his again and I hesitantly parted my thighs, jolting in surprise when he immediately grabbed my core through my shorts. A little gasp left my lips as I jerked against his hand, feeling the wetness within my panties gushing as he rubbed me through my shorts. "Oh, y-yes. Please give me more." I whimpered, rocking my hips gently against his touch. He shushed me and I moaned softly as he pushed my shorts to the side, beginning to rub me over my soaked panties. "Goddamn." He breathed in awe. "This wet just from thinking about me fucking you, huh? God, that's so hot." He growled, my thighs trembling as he pushed his fingers between my folds to rub my clit over the panties. I whined, nodding my head. "So good. I need to cum, Phoenix. I'm so..." I moaned as he pressed harder, his fingers so firm against me that my arousal leaked out of my panties. "Shit." He groaned. "This isn't fair. You're so fucking wet, baby. Makes me want you now."

"Make me cum." I pleaded, but he ignored me, continuing to rub me through my underwear. All the while, I became wetter and wetter, completely soaking through my underwear as my arousal leaked out of my panties. "You're gonna ruin these shorts, Brielle, if you keep it up." He breathed, and I whined, spreading with legs farther apart. "I can't take it." I whimpered. "Please, Phoenix, I'm begging. Touch me." I begged desperately, and he bit his lip harshly.