REVENGE GAME

//say what you want//

KINN

My sense of right and wrong had almost vanished and the only thoughts in my mind were incoherent. I couldn't understand my emotions when I felt the urge to kiss him. When he came too close to me, I couldn't stop myself from coming close to him.

However, while being pressed against him like this it felt as if I was kissing a wall. His lips were pursed together as he remained there stable, not moving even an inch. It started to become awkward as much as I could figure it out, it seemed like this was not suitable.

Just as I realised this, I pulled myself away from him. My hands left his arms immediately, red marks of my fingers evident over his dusky skin made my heart flutter slightly. Perhaps, I am moving things a little too quickly.

I looked back at his face, his facials were calm as ever, however his eyes sparked differently. Though, he refused to say anything.

An eerie silence occupied the space and suddenly my breath began to fall. I need to say something, I need to break this stupid environment. Perhaps, I should just apologise.

“This, well I mean just forget it” I blurted out quickly stealing eye contact from him. The way his gaze was fixated over me,I just couldn't bring myself to look back into those fierce ambers.

I began with my words calculated and calm “I never meant to, I don't know what happened to me -” my words were paused as he grabbed me from the back of my neck and pressed his lips against mine. The touch felt a bit more aggressive and passionate. My eyes closed on their own as I heard the sound of the mattress shuffling.

His fingers pulled the hair at the back of my neck as our lips met, the air sparked with electricity. His lips were soft as he latched them onto mine, softly tugging and nibbling at my lower lip. I was overwhelmed with his touch as I reciprocated eagerly, parting my lips to allow his tongue to slip in.

His mouth was warm and inviting and I couldn't help but dwell into the hot tavern that was beyond all the morals. This might be a wrong idea, he might be almost as old as my father but at this point I can't think about it. I will save the pondering for later.

His tongue pushed against mine as he deepened the kiss, his hands cradled my face, fingers gentle yet hot, burning my skin wherever he touched. My hands made their way down to his hips and I never realised when he climbed up on my lap.

His glutes were firm beneath my palms, when I felt his lips curve into a smile against my mouth as he ground his ass against my hand.

An unscrupulous groan escaped my mouth which he joyfully devoured as I felt the girth tightening in my boxer briefs. The harder I tried to maintain a composure, the more he pushed me off my limits.

He tugged on to my bottom lip harder, biting on it before he let go of me. His face was messy, as he gasped for breath. His hands still caressing my face. I looked at him and the need to claim him once again took over me. My hands flew into his hair untying the man bun as I watched his brown silky strands unlock and fall over his shoulders. My throat went dry at his messed up profile and the way he looked at me, urging me even more.

His eyes were furious and passionate, his chest rising up and down as he pants. Releasing my neck, he ran a hand through his hair pushing the locks away from his face. His body moved away as he settled over his haunches between my legs.

“Why-” I wanted to ask him as to why he kissed me but he cut my words off sharply while trying to tie his hair.

“Why did you kiss me?” He asked me while looking straight into my eyes. His gaze burned a literal hole in my heart which acted as an exit door for my soul which has left my body entirely.