A Dangerous Alliance

CHAPTER NINE

<LYON, FRANCE>
Sunday, May 5rd 12:00am

Most of Saturday and Sunday I was doing school work I had to get catched up on.

When I got the email I had to re-start meaning I had to re-pick the classes I wanted.

And afterwards I had about eighteen assignments to do even if I just started online but at least most of them were easy.

The classes I ended up choosing were Calculus 3, AP English Literature, Animal Science, Microbiology, Physicology, and Academic writing. They weren't really hard classes. I think the only hard one would be Physicology.

After finally finishing the last Assignment I yawn, getting tired. I mean I haven't slept since the other night after having all of these assignments on my hands.

I shut my computer and put it on the charger before walking into the bathroom. I looked at myself through the mirror to see small purple circles under my eyes feeling the urge to drink something. I walked to the nightstand that was next to my bed only to find out it was empty.

I grabbed the water bottle and walked downstairs to the kitchen. It was really dark and the only light was the light to the fridge when I opened it.

My eyes landed on the fresh fruit that was in the fridge. I haven't eaten since Friday night which wasn't really healthy but what can I say I had work to do. I grabbed a bowl and put a small amount of graped in the bowl.

I was looking in the fridge seeing if there was anything else that satisfied me but there wasn't really anything.

"What are you doing?" A voice says from behind me, making me jump a little.

I turned around to see Roman. He was directly behind me. I looked him up and down to see that he's only in a pair of gray sweatpants.

He looked kind of sexy.

Kind of?

You sure about that because I'm pretty sure you mean sexy as fuck.

Whatever.

I need to think that's he's 'kind of' though.

No you don't hell be your husband in about a month.

"You done checking me out?" He asked.

My cheeks turned bright pink.

"Anyways, what are you doing?" He asked.

"I was thirsty and came down here to get some water but then I got hungry" I said.

"Mmm" He hummed.

"What are you doing up at this hour?" I asked.

He looked at me like I committed a crime.

"Doing work, you?"

"Just got done with homework" I said.

He nodded, stopping closer, backing me against the fridge making me shut the fridge door with my back turning the room dark.

"I'm up all night because I can't wait for you to be in my bed" I could barely see his smirk through the dark.

"The thought of you in my bed tied up makes me hard" He said.

I felt my thighs squeeze against together and a small whimper came out of my mouth.

I felt his presence move away when I turned on the light. I didn't see Roman anywhere. I grabbed my bowl of grapes and water and hurried upstairs.

While I ate my grapes I watched an episode of 'The Vampire Diaries.' I was already on season two which meant two more seasons until Elena turns into a vampire and turns her humanity off.

No humanity Elena is my favorite. 

After eating my grapes I put the bowl on my nightstand and watched more tv until I could fall asleep.

But there was just one problem.

Throughout the whole night I couldn't stop thinking of what he said.

'I can't wait for you to be in my bed tied up.'

Still thinking about it gives me butterflies down there.

And makes me squeeze my thighs together while thinking of a few unholy things about Roman.

I groaned when the heat between my legs wouldn't go away, the urge to touch myself getting hard to ignore.

Before I knew it I stripped myself from my clothes and pressed my back against the bed. I slid my hand down my body slipping between my legs where I was soaked.

I gasp when I brush my index finger against my slit biting down on my lip trying to be quiet and to prevent any noises I don't want anyone hearing me not when I shouldn't even be doing this.

When I slip my two fingers inside me I arch my back images of my legs wrapped around Romans waist while hand around my throat while he pins me down on the bed enter my mind I don't even push them away even though I should be.

It's too late now to fight my sexy fantasies.

I dive my fingers in and out quicker until I'm biting down on my lip hard, really hard. So close. I'm so, so close.

I'm thinking of Romans big muscled arms if only he could dig his fingers into my hips leaving bruises using his teeth to leave marks up and down my body. I haven't done this in so long.

You kinky bitch.

"Fuck Roman" I moan seeing his face when I closed my eyes.

Within seconds I'm almost on edge, my orgasm hitting me so hard, coating my fingers with my wetness until I'm shuddering, leaving me sensitive.

My fingers pull away and I look at the wall. That is the first and last I will get myself off by thinking about Roman. I don't get off by assholes.

We both know that's a lie.

Sadly.

I get up throwing my clothes in the dirty clothes bin before getting dressed in some gray shorts and a white tank top.

I laid in bed still thinking about what just happened.

I really fingered myself to Roman.

• I've never done a 👆🏻👌🏻 scene before so I apologize if it's bad..

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