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Warning: This chapter is going to have some spicy parts, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I am not responsible as I warned before-hand.
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With a squeak, I attempted to jump off of his lap, but his grasp was impossible to escape.
" Let me get off Vernard". I ground out.
He simply smirked and held me tighter. Then he slowly went to whisper in my ear, sending goosebumps and heat as he went.
"I like you here, where you belong, and I don't think you want to get off now, unless you want to turn tomato red once you see what you're doing to me." Vernard whispered with an edge in his voice I had never heard before.
Then what he said sunk in and I was suddenly hyper aware that I was in his lap. As I was aware of something prominent poking me. If he wanted me to keep calm in a situation like this, he was very wrong. I felt myself turning bright red and I thought my whole face would explode. Now, I squirmed in his lap as if him holding me would be the death of me, which, mind you, it probably would if his voice was any indication. But I was sure that the "death of me" would just make me turn to jelly. when a groan came from his mouth, i froze.
"I suggest you stop that, unless I do something I will not regret"
I turned to face him, about to tell the bastard off, but if I was red before, now I was sure I had achieved a new level of "redness". His eyes and hair were the most beautiful pink I had ever seen, and I hated that color. They clearly demonstrated what he was feeling at the moment and I gasped as the same feelings overcame me.
Vernard stared at me, not possessively, but primitive. It was as if he didn't have me at that moment, he would explode into nothingness, and I found myself squeezing my thighs tightly together and panting. oxygen was failing me, and when he licked his lips,my my legs turned to jelly, making me sure that if he wasn't holding me, I would have turned into a pile of hot lava in front of his feet.
He came closer to me, daring me to look away or even move a fraction, and honestly, I couldn't even if I tried. In the back of my mind I knew I had to turn away before he kissed me. I knew that if he kissed me, he wouldn't be satisfied with just that. What scared me the most though, was that I knew i wouldn't be either.
Now, he was mere centimeters from me and I could smell his minty breath, feel his desire. I felt it to my very core. It was as if I had to take him, yank his hair harshly and claim what I knew we both wanted. I felt myself moving in as well.
Just when I thought I would scream from the tension I was feeling, he moved back, staring at me once more with his piercing eyes.
" I am not doing this to you." Vernard ground out. I felt like screaming at him. He knew how much I wanted him and he wasn't letting me have it. How dare he!
"I am not going to let my desire for you control me." I opened my mouth, desperately wanting to feel his lips on mine, his body entwined with mine. I didn't care if I looked like a slut, I only wanted him, needed him . But he spoke again.
"Jesus Elizabeth, you're not making this any easier. Remember I can still feel and hear everything you do."
Upon his reminding me, I attempted to get of his lap, only to get restricted once more. I really didn't understand him. First he tells me he is going to seduce me, then turns away. At this point I didn't even care I fed from him. It made me feel more alive than ever.
"Vernard, again I ask you to let me go"
"I want you Elizabeth, oh I want you more than even you can imagine, I want to feel your body pressed to me, your panting breaths in my ear, your screams of pleasure, all for me. However, my seduction will not be ruined by lust. You will love me as I love you. I will take as many cold showers as I must in order to achieve this-" He paused, taking a deep breath, and I could see the effort he was making to control himself, the shaking of his hands.
"I will most definitely have you, Elizabeth, but when I do, it will be because you love me back, not just lust after me. When you admit that, I will not wait a second, I am warning you now. Nothing will stop me from picking you up and taking you how I am meant to, and I will not let you leave my bed, ever."
With that, he finally released me and awkwardly walked towards the stairs, to the shower I assumed, leaving me panting and wanting.
After a few long minutes, I recollected myself and slowly got up from wherever I was sitting because frankly, I didn't even know what planet i was in right now. Vernard's words echoed in my head as I made my shaky legs move up the stairs to my bedroom. Once inside, I threw myself carelessly into my bed, not caring if anything was on it.
Closing my eyes, I just hoped for a deep sleep, even deeper than sleeping beauty. That way I wouldn't have tp wake up and deal with the fact that I really did love Vernard. I just wanted to disappear in the softness of my bed, and maybe be found a million years later when I was really ready to give my heart out again.
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If I had any hope of falling into a blissful eternal sleep, an hour and thirty minutes later added with a pounding headache, it had more than perished. My body felt like a live wire, still humming from Vernard's words. Where he had touched me was still like a non-ending fever.
It certainly didn't help that he was only some doors away, STILL in the shower. I mean, who takes and hour and thirty minutes plus in a god damn shower? Someone would think he would have died in there or something.
He was so close, I could just go there and-
I mentally slapped myself and sat up. I hated feeling like a little helpless girl, and the one time I had all the power to get what i wanted, I was too much of a coward to get it.
Frustrated beyond belief, I glanced at the clock and saw it was only two o'clock in the afternoon. The time really hadn't passed fast at all! it was way too early to fall asleep, but I sure a hell would not go and face Vernard again.
Seeing him would turn my brain to mush, and I had to have control over myself.
Sighing, I imagined his face, his sinful lips, his beautifully sculpted muscles under his t-shirt,his hard and prominent-
"Ugh, stop it Elizabeth!Your strong!" I didn't even want to think if he was reading my mind right now. Even though I knew he would give me privacy, I felt him inside my head, just hovering above my reach. He was daring me to come to him, as seductive as the devil himself.
But he was the only thing on my mind. God, that man would be the death of me!
After a while, I heard Rachel and Liam come home, I'm guessing from food shopping judging from all the ruckus, but they didn't attempt to call me downstairs. In the back of my mind, I knew I should talk to Rachel, but I was too frustrated, and refused to take it out on her. So, once more, I plugged in my headphones and laid back on my bed, forcing myself to relax as much as I could. Slowly, I felt myself falling into slumber, a blissful sleep where Vernard wouldn't haunt me. I thought I heard my door open and someone walk in, but I was too tired to open my eyes. I sighed a final time feeling comfort wrap around me and finally, finally, fell into a peaceful sleep...Not.
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