Fragments of Us

22: Jema

Ella has become a fan of teasing me, but I've always been the competitive one. She's not going to leave this restaurant unfazed. I'm going to make sure she's going to end up getting soaked down there.

"You're so hot when you're angry, really."

Oh, she thinks I'm hot? You're really dead, De Jesus.

"What? Do you ever shut up?"

I replied, acting fool.

"Make me."

That's it. That's my last straw.

I turned to face her, not leaving my eyes on hers. I obviously caught her off guard.

Without having any care in the world, I bit her lower lip while making sure she felt my tongue run over it.

Satisfied with her being dumbfounded, I smirked and then walked out on her.

This is what you want, De Jesus? I'm going to give it to you.

I tied my hair up and stood outside the restaurant. I made sure my neck was going to be visible as soon as she caught up.

I thought I was satisfied earlier, but now I want more.

"You look even prettier with your hair tied up."

Bingo. Did I just witness this flirt drool over me?

"Stop flattering me."

I sneered over at her.

"But you know what's even prettier when tied up?"

I saw Ella gulp when I went nearer.

"Me."

Her reaction was priceless. She looked like someone whose blood just drained out.

"Being tied by you."

I stepped again, cornering her against the wall. Fuck, why do I suddenly love this feeling of dominance?

"Won't you like that?"

I said this in a hoarse voice, pinning her body with mine on the wall.

"Me being tied up while you do the things you want to do with me, and all I could do is helplessly moan your name and beg for more?"

I leaned in and whispered. I felt her breath hitched when I nibbled in her ear.

Ella pushed me so she could break loose with me. Her face, which was all pale earlier, is now flushed. Did I just turn you on, De Jesus?

"You're flushing, Miss De Jesus."

I laughed at her.

"Now, we're even."

I smirked while walking away from her.

"That's not fair."

"What's not fair, Miss De Jesus?"

Fuck, her voice is shaking. So are my legs. Looks like I've set myself up for a trap.

I walked toward a park nearby. I just know she's going to follow.

We sat on the park bench somewhere.

My tongue felt tied up when I glanced at Ella. She's so pretty yet so handsome at the same time. I want to dominate her, and I also want to submit to her.

"Where do you stay while working with my cousin?"

She suddenly spoke, which snapped me out of my fantasy.

"At Bea's."

I curtly answered, trying not to sound so undone.

"Well, maybe we could arrange that."

"Arrange what?"

I lifted my gaze to her when I realized what she was pointing out.

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I will."

She even stood up in front of me, making me look up to her.

Fuck, why is this hobbit turning me on?

"I'm not staying under one roof with you, you perverted moron."

I shouted at her, trying hard to hide my panic.

I let out a heavy sigh when she started walking away from me.