เป็นที่รักของฉัน [Be My Love] [Completed]

Fort

My eyes gleamed and I couldn't help but smirk as I watched Net from across the dance floor.

He may be a playboy but I can see why he makes a fine one. That jawline was stunning and with that smouldering pair of eyes, fuck, one was screwed.

I watched him as I kissed the guy in front of me, god bless him, no idea on whom he was. But I couldn't help but admit that my eyes kept straying to Net and there was this funny feeling within me that erupted as I kept watching him.

It's blasphemy but I was wondering what it was like to be the Nong next to him, sucking away at his neck. I finished off the kiss and just turned away, wanting to go get drinks.

"He's a playboy. He's a fucker. He's a top. You guys are practically twins. Stop thinking about him." I kept chanting to myself as I went to get a drink.

Whilst I was waiting for a drink, I felt someone causally sling their arms around me. I didn't need to turn to know it was Net.

"What do you want?"

"A whiskey on the rocks and you too if possible." He whispered in my ears.

I turned to glare at him and he chuckled dryly insisting on the whisky on the rocks. I rolled my eyes as I placed the order for us. Net didn't take his arms off me as we waited for our drinks. Just then, another guy came by. He tried to hit on me right in front of Net. I was about to reply when I heard Net tell him,, "Fuck off. He's my man."

The guy just apologised and slunk off. I took our drinks, shoved his in his hands and told him to fuck off. I wanted to walk away when Net held onto my hand.

"Look. He didn't look right which is why I stepped in."

"I'm no girl Net. I can handle myself."

I was about to walk away when Net held onto my hand and pulled me closer to him.

"Come sit with me for a while."

I took my hands away and rolled my eyes at him. He smiled and shit, I succumbed. I nodded. We went to sit at his table and he introduced his friends to me. We were just chatting casually away. Net placed his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer to him. He must have known I will fight him so he leaned in to utter "Just for a bit ok. I'm fighting really hard not to just kiss you senseless here. Let me hold onto you at least."

I looked at him, the blood was coursing through me. My eyes flicked between his eyes, lips and that fucking jawline. I gulped my drink down and turned away, fighting to keep my hands to myself.

Net just drank his drink quietly and at one point, he just leaned on my shoulder as we were chatting away. I was quite immersed in a conversation with a pal of his who was into riding like me and we were having quite a good convo. About 10 minutes later, Net stood up muttering about drinks and walked off. Even as I spoke to his friend, my eyes couldn't help but stray to him.

He came about 5 minutes later with another whiskey. His friend had stepped out for a smoke so I was leaning back, observing the crowd. He came back and just sat next to me but not near me per se. I clocked the distance but didn't say anything. I finally sat up, going closer to him and laying my hands on his lap.

"None for me?" I gestured towards the drink. He looked at it and then at me. He drank from it and after he leaned towards me to kiss me. It was a soft kiss that left me wanting more.

"Enough?" He asked as he pulled away.

"More" I muttered, pulling him in. I gave in and just kissed him deeply. I pulled Net to me as I kissed him, straying towards that jawline of his. I dipped even lower and kissed his neck, softly planting a hickey seizing the opportunity.

Net clenched his fists and he grabbed my jacket tightly. I chuckled as I let go finally, looking at him. His eyes were glittering. His lips was red, his face was streaked with blush.

"This is a good colour on you."

"Fuck you."

"If you want, I'm happy to."

Net growled. He was about to retort but his friends came back so we pulled away. I chatted a bit more with them before making my move to go join my friends. I cast Net a final glance before nodding my head and leaving.

And the only thing that stayed on mind was the fact that this man was driving me wild with desire.