CLASSY MOTHERF*****S.

Chapter Fourteen: Engaged (mature)

Next thing I knew, I found myself being dragged inside the bathroom.

"Mr. Hemmings I-"

"You're mine!" He shouted before crashing his lips unto mine, his kiss was deep as his hungry tongue explore inside my mouth.

I was caught off guard, pressed against the cold tiled wall.

His arms were heavy on my face, cupping it.

I resist at first but I gave in easily. There's something in him that makes my knees turn into jelly. I can never resist him.

He pulled away both of us catching our breathes.

"The engagement I have nothing to do with it. I don't know what's happening." I rambled on.

His eyed never left mine. His hands slowly caressing my face.

He nodded. "I know. Remember, this kind of thing happened to me too?"

I don't understand. We both act like were together and are in love but we only want the same thing from each other, right? And that is pleasure.

"I just-"

"Don't worry."

I looked away, "You said..you said that I'm yours-"

"You are mine." He emphasized,

"P-prove that you want me..that you need me!" I looked back into his eyes.

Without hesitation he kissed me and I kissed him back our lips moving in sync.

I never felt hungry for him this kind of way.

What am I even feeling?

"You're all mine..no one else can have you, no one." He exclaimed in between breathes as he deepens our kiss.

He carried me into the sink and lift me as I sat on the counter, leaning on the huge ass mirror that's behind me.

My dress had risen up but I didn't care to even push it down. His hands were on my thighs and for the first time, I didn't want to be pleasured. I want him to be the one.

His warm fingertips trailed down my legs but I stopped him, also pulling away from our heated kiss.

"No, s-stop-" I stuttered and he looked at me, eyebrows knitted as he looks at me curiously. "I want to do something you would like." I didn't know where that came from.

He smiled at me, evident that he knows what I was talking about.

I danggled one arm on his neck and the other trailed down his neck tie.

The silk texture of what he's wearing is giving me chills.

Our lips crashed again and it felt like I never want to let go of him.

My hand made it way down his trousers, by his belt and I can feel the zipper of his pants.

I stopped there but he placed his huge hands on top of mine as place it on top of his crotch. At first I hesitated to feel him but the buldge on his pants made me really want to touch him more.

He moaned on my lips and I liked how it vibrated on mine. The vibrato rising from his chest feels good.

He started to guide my hands to rub him up and down so I did.

I may be young and hostile but I'm sure as hell that I'm not stupid.

I know how to pleasure men like giving them head, I heard those girls in my gym class talking about it once but I just don't know how it works. I never even tried it. Never even saw how it works.