Don't mess with her

Chapter 23: Wrestling to safe haven

Drake kissed me so hard that if he weren't holding me I would've fall backwards. He placed both hands under my thighs and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist without breaking the kiss. My whole body was so into the kiss that I wasn't aware he was walking until he placed me on top of a desk. This was all new to me and it felt right. Everything that was on top of the desk was thrown on every direction. His hands were now on my waist pushing my shirt up and tracing his fingers on my sides. I gasp in a mix of surprise and...need when his hands began to travel up until I felt him brushing my breast slightly with his thumbs. A moan escaped my lips and I heard a low growl from him that only made him kiss me more fiercely. His hands left my breasts so he could grab my ass and push me closer to him. I quickly felt how 'into it' he was and alarm bells went off in my brain. This has to stop before it is too late. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him off. He took a step back and looked at me confused. "What's wrong?"

I took a couple of breaths to calm myself down. "We need to stop, it's too fast. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have let this go so far, but you and your lips are very hard to fight off. God, you must think I'm a loser for doing this and keep you going like this. I don't know what possessed me to act this way. I'm telling you I'm not-" He silenced me by covering my mouth.

He chuckled. "F*ck, you sure talk a lot of sh*t when you are nervous." My eyes widened at how forward and rude his words were. I swatted his hands away from me and slapped his chest.

"I'm not nervous." A futile attempt to keep part of my dignity, but he just smirked and that somehow infuriated me.

"Sure you aren't. Anyways, I told you babe, I won't do anything-"

"you don't want to." I finished off for him. "I know, but the scary thing is that I want to..." His eyes widened. "...but not here." I looked at him through my eyelashes feeling embarrassed of the fact that I just confessed something so intimate to him.

He smiled and cupped my cheek. "Emily you don't have anything to be ashamed of. We don't have to do that until you are completely ready. Besides, I like your suggestion on the things in between." I laughed when he wiggled his eyebrows and slapped his chest. "Ow! You're going to leave bruises, didn't know you were into that kinky sh*t." I rolled my eyes when he smirked.

"Come on lover boy, we won't have enough time to lunch." I jumped from the desk and walked to the door. Once in the hallway, he took my hand. My reactions were now based on blushing profusely every time Drake did stuff like this. Everyone at the hall began to look and whisper about us. I hated that but I'm willing to go through all this if he's there at the end.

"What are you doing today after school?" He asked all of a sudden.

"Um...go home and do my homework?" It sounded more like a question because I was not sure what he intended to ask or do.

"Well, not now." I frowned at him. "Mrs. Cooper has been on my ass lately because apparently I'm not doing that well in class. So I need my hot and sexy tutor for it." He grinned walking towards the cafeteria but not facing me.

"Sure" My reply was short and nonchalant. I took the opportunity to reach up his ear and whispered. "Have you been a naughty boy, Mr. Hunter?" You can tell that it definitely got to him because he shuddered lightly but did everything he could to avoid it. I let out a brief laugh and pulled him towards the cafeteria doors.

The week went by pretty much the same as today. Me walking in the hallway, while Drake shoved me on one of the classrooms to have small make-out sessions with me. Hey, we also talked...a little.

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"Say it!"

"No!"

I pressured his arm a lot more. "Say it!"