The Devil Who Owns Me

Chapter 6

He smiled and took my cup sipping slowly. I ran my tongue over my lips.

Indirect kiss.

Damn! I shouldn't be thinking about such things. I desperately looked away.

"Trisha, are you there?", William's muffled sound falls into my ear like a far away music on the background.

" Y-yeah. I'm still here". My nerves run wild with his presence.

"Are you busy?", sadness now evident on him. I felt myself softens towards him.

" N-", I didn't get the chance to finish my word because I felt a tug on my hand finding it was already trapped on his big one. He was busy eating my cake, I mean, the cake I have ordered. But his touch does wonders on my system. My blood almost run wild.

---He's so tall and handsome as hell
He's so bad but he does it so well---

The background music playing on the coffee shop made it perfect described him. He's handsome as hell with his black sweater shirt on. He looks fresh and devilishly delicious.

"Trisha?", the man on the my phone made me think of what we're talking about minutes ago.

" Yes. Yes", it came out strained. Heat rushed up to my face when I realized how it would be like on William's ears.

I watched the man in front of me savored the icing with his tongue. Sucking his fingers and it lasted on his mouth longer that it should be. It should be winter but I felt beads of sweat forming on my hands and forehead.

That was hot... I groaned internally.

Words lingered on the other side of the line but this time, I can't understand a single word. They were like another language or enchantment to me.

"I'll call you later. Bye", I pressed end to the call.

I tugged my hand away from his grip but it only caused him to tightened it to a deathly one. I fought him for my hand but he brought it closer to him. With a dip of icing on his spoon, he put some on my fingers and pulled harder until it touched his lips. He opened his mouth and licked the icing in a teasing manner making me gasp lowly. Just when I was about to close my fingers to my palm, he steadied them out with his and sucked it.

I fought a groan when his tongue wrapped around my fingers. I can't seem to last anymore so I pulled my hand back but he won't let go.

He sucked hard and I bit my lower lip hard that I tasted the salty-sweet flavor of my blood. I bit it hard from the sweet torture of the sensation he brought to life. His tongue and mouth worked its magic.
He looked straight into my eyes with the color of barely controlled lust and desire.

The beast wanted to devour his prey.

When he finally let go, he pulled my fingers out of his mouth with a loud popping sound. And it burned into my soul. I felt something melt inside of me. I nearly on the bridge of falling into his trap.

"Hello, love"

The smirk on his face tells me that something good isn't going to happen. Well, it never did whenever he is involved. He put his elbows on the table lacing his fingers together just below his chin. The annoying look on his face never leaves.

"What do you want?", I tried to mask the sensation he managed to run in my veins with his sensual action with a straight face and cold façade. His lips stretched even wider and I noticed all female species in the vicinity set eyes on him. I felt a well-known possessiveness crawled up to me. I clenched my hand under the table to prevent myself from scratching the waitress' face when she stepped too close to Sebastian to ask for his order.