Seven

Chapter 36

Destiny's warning floats in my head on the drive home. The drive is surprisingly quicker thanks to my new car, not that I'm speeding but it seems to drive the distance way easier than my old fiesta that struggled at any speed.

Like always now, I scan my street for any black sedans before getting out. But I haven't seen one since that day it followed me to the club. Perhaps they've given up on following me. But whatever the reason, they haven't been back.

I look both ways before crossing the street to my apartment. Look over my shoulder as I ascend the stairs, and let out a small breath of relief when I get to my front door safely.

My key jabs into the lock, wrist twists to unlatch it when a large hand smacks against the door by my head loudly. The action would have me jumping out my bones but the small cross tattooed by the thumb sends my heart racing for a different reason.

"Saw your little show you put on tonight." His breath hits the back of my ear as he leans in to whisper. His tone is harsh, the hair on the back on my neck stands but I don't find him threatening at all.

"What do you think you're playing at by doing something like that?" He asks lowly but doesn't give me a moment to even answer him as I stay facing my closed door. His body presses up against my back, towering over me.

"You think I like that, huh? Seeing you up there for all of them to see. You don't know how hard I had to control myself from pulling you off of that stage." He continues. I don't respond, feeling his breath hitting my ear is doing something to me I can't understand. I should feel nervous from his angered, threatening tone but instead it excites me.

"I want to be the only one to see you like that." His voice now drastically softer but still annoyed as his lips press to the skin just below my ear. My breath hitches immediately from the action and the heat begins to spread through my limbs.

"The only one." He repeats.

Bravely I turn to look up at him, my back is immediately pressed against my door as Seven pushes his hips into mine. His eyes black and blazing look over my face, before his hand grabs my key in the door and unlocks it. He pulls me to the side, opens the door wide and drags me through the threshold of my apartment all in one swift motion. Kicking the door shut behind us.

My bag drops to my feet as he stares at me, a foot between us.

"Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?" He asks me. Eyes never leaving mine and my chest begins to fall rapidly as my breath shallows with every inhale. My mind is reeling from his words and the possibilities behind them.

"Then show me." My voice is confident and sounds different, I've never heard myself in a moment of pure lust - probably because I've never experienced anything the way that Seven makes me feel.

Within seconds of me uttering my request, Seven steps forward, closing the distance between us. His hands hold either side of my face and he pulls me to him, connecting our lips in an aggressively needy kiss. His mouth claims mine, lips lapping over my own in a dominant way that he's never kissed me before. My hands grip fistfuls of the black material of his dress shirt. Holding onto him to keep me steady from the force of his mouth on mine.

His warm tongue lines my bottom lip hungrily, before entering my open mouth. He tastes like citrus and whiskey, sweetly sour along my tongue as they move against each other in my mouth. A hand slides from the side of my face to wrap around my neck as Seven's teeth capture my bottom lip tugging on it as he withdraws his face slightly. My lip snaps back when he releases it to speak.

"You're just for me. No more dances." He speaks, his voice slightly hoarse as he grunts out the words. His fingertips grip gently around my neck as he does.