Dealing with tempation face-to-face

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As i walked into the hall "hello y/n" a deep accented voice spoke. I froze in my steps having realised i wasn't dreaming ,someone was really in my house. I turned to the left where the voice came from only to find the stranger sitting on my chair. Omg was i dreaming , "get yourself together y/n"i told myself. " How did you get in my house?" I asked "that's not the problem darling" he spoke "then what is" i asked "the problem is that your the first woman i have ever come across who runs away from me" he simply said." Well i guess you've never been rejected before"i retorted,he chuckled upon hearing that" my dear that didn't seem to be the case on the subway earlier"." I was drunk" i quickly blurted out embarassed to have to admit i was giving him what he wanted."Really ?" He asked cheekily. However as this was going on , i hadn't realised how close he'd gotten to me. Instinctively, i started to back away slowly putting some distance between us bit that however didn't go unnoticed by him. "Who are you?" I questioned him. He smirked and smoothly replied saying " im brandon, brandon sullivan". The way he said his name was like he carried it with pride and boy that was a definite turn on for me. His confidence was radiating off him, it was so sexy.  But i had to stop it was wrong."well brandon what are you doing here?" I questioned him again slowly walking backwards. Brandon stepped forward and i stepped back, he leaned in and his cologne was oh so fragrant and musculine. " its simple really" he said coming closer, resulting in me moving backwards even more. "what is it" i dare ask. He chuckled slightly, taking more steps forward and me moving backwards until my back hit the wall. I gasped when i realised i had no way of escaping. Brandon took advantage and slowly cornered me , he leaned in his face so close to mine i nearly forgot how to breathe .He moved to my ear, his scruff ever so slighlty grazing my delicate skin. His hot breath against my ear as he whispered" you".

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