The Game of Us

Part 10

"So, who is Jaden?" Hamilton asked again and looked right into Sinead's eyes. Sinead smiled shyly and felt her cheeks turning pinky red.

"He is a friend of mine" she slowly said and her eyes stared into Hamilton's. For some reason, every time their eyes met it was like two different words crashing together, like two armies attacking each other.

"A friend?" Hamilton said in a kind of ironic manner. He crossed his arms and lied back on his chair.

"Eh yes" Sinead said and looked at the notebooks. "Solve this exercise, please." Hamilton didn't move and kept looking at her.

"Hamilton" she repeated. "Solve this exercise, please."

Hamilton shook his head and lifted his shoulders at the same time.

Sinead sighed and started feeling awkward. "Is it s-something w-wrong?" Hamilton's face turned into a mask of fury and he punched the desk hard making Sinead jump on her chair. "Damn it Sinead!" he shouted and tightened his fist. "No, nothing's wrong. Everything is perfectly fine." He stood up and looked at her.

"Hamilton.." Sinead whispered in fear. He did a step towards her and she stood up from her chair and moved away from it slowly.

"Do you want me to tell you what's wrong?" he asked her and he touched her cheek with his finger. His finger ran on her white perfect skin. So warm, he thought and then his face tightened like a fist.

He was amused at how afraid she seemed. She looked so cute and innocent when she was afraid. And the fact that she was afraid of him was something he enjoyed really much.

He leaned closer to her and their lips were a few centimeters apart from each other. The seconds that passed gave Hamilton the chance to examine her lips. They looked so pure...he could still remember how they tasted like.

"The problem ,Sinead, is..." he started and licked his lips. "..what's your opinion about, Jaden?" Sinead blushed hard.

"H-He is a-a gr-great g-guy..." she whispered and then fear filled her light green eyes. Hamilton felt the frustration starting to control him. He punched the wall next to Sinead, making her gasp.

"You , Sinead" he told her looking right into her eyes and then her soft lips. "You are mine." And with that, like the first time they met, he forced his lips on hers. He grabbed her wrists with his right hand and held them against the wall above her head. She gasped in his mouth while he was kissing her, allowing Hamilton to deepen the kiss.

It was like time had stopped. Their lips were set on fire, it was like they were perfectly made for each other. Hamilton was kissing Sinead like there was no tomorrow; he loved how she tasted, how her skin smelled, how perfect her petite body was.

He wanted her.

"Hamilton.." he heard her saying his name and that was something that turned him on. He pushed his body on hers against the wall. It was like he couldn't breathe, he couldn't breathe and she was his only oxygen. But how could oxygen taste so good...?

"Hamilton please.." she moaned in his mouth. "Please stop..it's not right..."

Hamilton's lips froze on hers. "Why?" he asked her and his warm breath touched her lips. "B-Because...w-we sh-should be h-having a l-lesson.." Sinead whispered and looked away. She then turned and looked at him. "D-Don't d-do th-that again." she told him. She put her hand on his chest. "IIt's wr-wrong. We sh-should be d-doing math.."

Hamilton sighed. "Tell me..." he told her and ran his hand through his hair. "What do you feel about me..?"

Sinead's face turned red and she loudly gulped. "W-Why d-do you a-ask?"