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𝐑 𝐄 𝐈 𝐍 𝐀𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗨𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗, I pin him against the door, my body just inches from his, close enough to feel the heat radiating off him. His eyes still clouded, deepen with curiosity and a hint of something darker. "What do you think you are you doing?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough, almost daring.
I can feel his heart racing beneath my palms, a powerful beat that hints at the control he's struggling to maintain. I step even closer, eliminating the space between us, my lips hovering just out of reach.
His eyes follow every slight shift of mine with an intensity that sets the inside of my stomach ablaze. I gaze into them and notice the faint dark circles beneath them, deepening the shadows of his already lifeless gaze. Somehow, it only makes him more alluring.
"I don't know," I breathe, letting my words hang in the air, "You tell me. What were you doing?"
We're so close now, our bodies almost melding together, and if it weren't for my hand resting on his chest, I'd be completely pressed against him.
He doesn't flinch, doesn't pull away. Instead, he surprises me by leaning in just a fraction, and it's enough to make my breath catch in my throat.
My heart starts beating fast, so fast that I feel as if I am about to have a heart attack, and that teasing smirk of mine falters; giving way to the heat surging through me.
His gaze dips to my lips, lingering there, and for a moment, it's like the entire room narrows down to just this. He inches closer, his mouth barely a breath away from mine and my eyes widen.
But then, just when I think he's about to close the gap, he does something that catches me COMPLETELY off guard.
He smiles.
He smiles!
A slow, almost teasing smile with his tongue grazing over his teeth in a way that's maddeningly seductive, all the while his warm breath fans my skin.
He freaking smiles! and somehow that's hotter than any kiss could ever be.
I stand there, completely dumbfounded, as he leans back and gives my head a gentle pat, like I'm a child before carefully easing my hand away from his chest and walking off.
If I thought I was shocked before, then there's no word to describe what I'm feeling right now.
I'm rooted to the spot, my mind scrambling to make sense. My heart's still racing, and I can almost feel his breath lingering near my lips.
But wait... he didn't kiss me.
He actually didn't kiss me.
Did I just get rejected... from a kiss?
Oh... just when I thought this boy could leave me shocked, this is a whole new level.
But, you know the most unexpected part about this is I don't even feel rejected or upset like I should. I...
I feel excited-as if this shit is actually thrilling. I am... smiling. Why tf am I happy?
I turn around slowly, to see him casually lounging on the couch, completely at ease, as if he hadn't just turned my world upside down.
I can't help but let out a laugh, a mix of disbelief and exhilaration bubbling up inside me. It feels almost liberating, as if I've stepped into a new realm of possibility.
"Okay." I whisper to myself, shaking my head.As I start to regain my composure, my gaze shifts around the room, and I suddenly realize I'm in his space-Reign's room. A wave of awe washes over me as I take in this unexpected shrine to his interests. There's a lot of... things in this room.
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Bets, Beds and Treads || 18+
Teen Fiction"What are you doing?" He glances up at me through his glasses, his bored tone sending a jolt through me as I sit on his lap. I know he's a god at this 'poker face' game, but he needs to realise that his body always tells a different story-like how h...