Under His Roof

chapter seven

"R-Right here?"

Julian's eyes didn't leave her own as he gave a small shrug of affirmation, not saying anything. He had had no idea what sort of reaction Kimberly would have to the question, and it had made him want to ask it all the more.

"You're joking, right?" She asked.

Julian looked at her with a fire in his eyes that said 'no' loud and clear, but he finally leaned back in his chair. "Yeah." He said. "Of course I am."

"Oh...okay..."

Kimberly didn't know what to do with herself as she sat across from him at the table, playing with her sleeve. They both knew what he wanted, and they both knew that she wasn't totally against it, neither wanted to make the next move though.

Julian kept his eyes on the table, he knew that Kimberly was nervous, but he knew that she was also excited. She wasn't like other girls, she may have made herself seem innocent on the outside, but he could see right past it. She was twisted in the best kind of way and he could tell that she wanted this just as much as him, if she could only admit it to herself then he could show her more pleasure than she could ever imagine.

Kimberly took a deep breath, standing up from the table.

"Leaving?" He asked.

She nodded. "Yeah, it's getting pretty late..."

He chuckled, running his tongue over his top teeth as he smirked at her, "Alright then." He said, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Why are you making that face at me?"

His smirk grew. "What face?" He asked.

"The smug one you're making right now."

He chuckled. "I don't know what you're talking about."

She shook her head at him, chuckling to herself. "You think that you're hot shit, don't you?"

He raised an eyebrow at her, a look of amusement taking over his face. "Maybe you should go to bed and get some rest, you seem to be straining yourself."

"I'm. Not. A. Child."

"I know, I know, you're eighteen." He said.

"You know, you overestimate just how much people want you." She said, pushing her chair back forcefully as she walked away from the table to head upstairs, but before she could leave, Julian grabbed her arm, stopping her in her tracks.

"You know," He looked up at her, still smiling. "You're a really bad liar."

"That's a lot of nerve coming from someone who just asked me to touch myself." She said.

Julian bit his lower lip as his eyes raked Kimberly's body, he chuckled. "And that's a lot of nerve coming from someone who's about to go and do just that."

Kimberly looked at Julian as if she was about to protest, but she couldn't find the words to argue with him. How he knew what she was thinking was beyond her, he always seemed to be one step ahead of her and it was scary. He was right, that was exactly what she was planning on doing when she was by herself, because she couldn't bring herself to do it in front of him.

She pulled her arm from his hand, her eyes not leaving his. "Goodnight Julian." She said.

He laughed. "Goodnight."

She quickly looked away from him, rushing out of the room and up the stairs.

"Close the door if you're still mad at me." She heard him say before she was out of earshot.