My Beloved Passion

My Pleasure Darling...

Walking through the corridors her head hung low. It already was a tiring day with so much happening already.

And now to my absolute dismay. My day's gonna end with a dumb ass subjects lecture. Why would I need the ethics class that too on my very first day. Though its not even my subject.

Why the hell make it compulsory to be in such a boring lecture. Whisper yells Kerena while self talking and zoning out. I really can't be any sure about any absolute thing in my life rather of my hate towards this subject. I don't know why? It's not even difficult though yet I hate it, regardless of whoever the teacher or the professor is. Huuhhh!!!

Opening the doors while caging the anger to just shatter it down, Kerena enters the classroom, roaming around her eyes throughout the class scanning the best place for her to be seated. She rushes to the very last bench of the end row.

Thank god !! I actually got a great seat empty for me, Now I can just do what I want and have an escape while being in the lecture. Hoping for no body to catch me while I'm on it.

Hooff! Softly huffing out a muffled breathe of relaxation, she sat on her very chosen seat thumping down with light thud, making her lousy and drained body comfortable she smiles a petal when pulling out a book from her backpack. Obviously, that's never going to be her academics one rather a novel she's began to read lately.

Trust me when I say Tristan Caine is the best male protagonist to ever exist in the entire history of my novel reading. But when I suggest you for a book to read, it means that's a must read thing just like the one I'm reading now {The Predator}.

                                 

Walking towards the end of the class to my very own permanent seat, I see someone already deciding to be my deskmate. Oh!! Miss Flirt from earlier. He blurts out a mumbled realization. Not giving a single excuse,  No guess why exactly did I felt like watching her throughout the time. As if I'd want to just engulf her into my sight.

Oh darling what exactly is she..?
Her eyes....
It seems to be popping out of the socket, just to read some book. What exactly is that book about, why would it behold her so engaged?
How could she not know her surroundings?
What exactly is she up reading about?
Is she blushing...? Woahhh!!!
Am I seeing things or what..?
Slapping his head as off to shake his mind he brings back himself to the reality while wonders.
Why the fuck am I thinking about her?
Why is she holding so much on my mind?

Anyway deciding to not giving it any more thoughts I just let myself be on its own, I let myself unchained to do whatever my heart feels like.

(And wohuuu!! Already knowing it really very well that I might have an instant regret within a blink of an eye about that very emotional thinking to a decision making of mine.)

Taking a few cat steps towards the seat beside her, Destan peeps into her book, squinting his eyes tries to read those ink stains in her book.

"His hand tightened around her throat, his hips thrusting against her as his other hand slipped inside her jeans, her panties, homing in straight on her sweet spot. Her mouth fell open on a pant as he buried his digits knuckle deep inside her. 'So Fucking wet for me' .

"WHAT THE FUCKKKK!!!" whisper screams Destan, grabbing the attentions from Kerena.

Shocked. Kerena was in deep shock yet tried to be calm. Where as her insides restlessly panics to hide her book. Thinking of every single possibilities, moving her head here and there she Finally shoves her book hiding it inside her backpack.

She looks up with a guilt hovering over her looks to almost just plead the person infront  to not expose her aout the dark wonders of ink she was indulging into. Until she sights the person who caught her red handedly. Utterly astonishing.