Ashwick Bad Boys

Twenty-Four Twist and Turns

UNEDITED

2:20 AM, back at Trent's place

"Trent, I don't see why you are mad at me." Roxy cast a dirty look at his direction.

Trent stared angrily at her, stalking her as if she was his prey. "I told you, Princess, you are mine." Roxy took another step backwards, bumping into the wall. "Camellia, I don't appreciate you hanging all over that guy. You purposely wanted me to get upset."

Roxy's eyes widened at the mention of her first name. "That wasn't it." She knew she pushed him to far, she could see it in his eyes. Roxy gulped as his eyes darkened, clearly furious with her.

So she may have gone a little over board flirting with some random guy. It's not like she was going to do anything with him. If it wasn't for Trent and his big mouth and always wanting to hoover over her like she was glass, then she wouldn't have flirted. She needed to breathe and Trent was consuming all the air. Roxy didn't see why he was so mad at her. All she did was smile, teased, touched his arm and flattered him. But, what does Trent do? He punches him in the face and tells him to scram, beat it. Roxy wanted to scream just thinking about it. Her so called friends just stood there smirking with approval, instead of helping her. The nerve of them! Why can't Trent just give her, her space?

Trent placed his hands on both sides of her head, caging her in bringing Roxy back to the present. Trent arched his eyebrow, "oh, then enlighten me, Camellia."

Roxy narrowed her eyes, even though on the inside she was squirming like the little girl she was. The look he gave her made her annoyed that he had that effect on her, "Don't call me that."

"Then don't upset me," he countered. Trent leaned in another few inches invading her space, so that they were up close and personal.

She turned her head not wanting to look at him as she spoke. "I freaked out," Roxy whispered.

"Speak a little louder, Camellia." Trent taunt, his lips almost twitching as he watched her squirm under his glaze.

She turned her head, glaring at him. "I said, I freaked out," Roxy's cheeks turned a shade of pink.

Trent's eyes soften, "Princess what am I going to do with you?" Before Roxy could answer, he cupped her cheeks in his hands, claiming her lips. He wanted to punish her, show her that she was his and only his.

Roxy felt his tongue flicker across her lips, demanding that she open up to him. When she didn't comply, Trent growled softly making her lips tingle, causing her to moan. Trent took the opportunity and plunged his tongue inside her mouth. He explored every inch, causing every cell in her body to burn with adrenaline of passion.

When tiny whimpers parted from her lips, Trent ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her closer so that he could deepen the kiss. Their tongues danced to a rhythm that they only knew, causing them to burn up in flames. Trent loved how her luscious lips were so soft, yet perfect. Roxy tilted her head upwards when his lips trailed down her neck, sending tiny flames to engulf her skin. Closing her eyes she enjoyed the way he made her feel.

Trailing his fingers downwards towards the bottom of her shirt, Trent lifted it slowly up, loving the feel of her body as his hands skimmed the side of her breast. He lifted her shirt along with her bra over her head, tossing them on the floor. Desire and lust had Trent yearning for more. Lifting her in his arms, Trent wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing her as he moved them towards his bed. In a matter of seconds, Trent was touching her everywhere, causing Roxy to sizzle from the burning feeling that had her breathing in short sobs of pleasure.

Trent stared into her eyes, gently kissing her lips when she raised her head to great him. Roxy placed her hands around his neck, tangling her fingers in his hair. She wanted, no, needed more. When Trent pulled back, Roxy almost whimpered in frustration causing him to smirk back at her. She was in a daze, not wanting it to end. Trent didn't disappoint her; a happy cry parted her lips. Soon after he had her panting with wanting more he eagerly claimed his, Princess, making her his. Roxy cried out as stars clouded her vision. Her body shook with tiny shocks of pleasure as Trent let out his own release.