Would You Look At The Time (Book One)

#5 continued

Nicole's POV
Fyi this chapter has sexual stuff.

     Someone's lips met mine. I could feel his hands exploring my body. One hand went from my ass to my left breast. He gently squeezed and I slightly moaned, our lips still locked. Finally I pulled away, wanting to know who this mysterious kissing dude was. I unlocked our lips to find blue eyes staring at me. They were a light blue and surrounded by light freckles. His hair was a light brown, like a sun bleached brunette. He had broad shoulders and a toned body. His shirt was red, and tight; I could see his defined pecs, biceps and six pack. Damn, he was attractive. I didn't realize until now that he had his right hand tethered gently into my hair and his left hand was still pressed against my boob. Dude, boobs have feelings too.

     "Excuse me," I said. A sexy smirk spread across his face before he, yet again, pushed my face against his and smashed our lips together. After a few moments I pulled away again and slapped his hand away from my boob. "I said, excuse me?" I repeated.

     "Excuse you," He said before setting his hand on my boob, again.

     "Dude, my boob. Not yours," I said.

     "She has a sense of humor," He replied.

     "'She' has a name," I sassed. I slapped his hand away once again and slowly backed away from him. His hand slowly slipped out from my tangled brown hair.

     "And that is...?" He asked.

     "Why would I tell you?" I said, suddenly regretting pursueing him.

     "We did just kiss," He replied.

     "You kissed, I did not,"

     "I know you liked it, girls always do,"

     "Is this how you 'pick up chicks'? Walk into a dark club and go up to a random girl and kiss her?" I scoffed.

     "Only the pretty ones," He replied.

     "Well, it doesn't work on me. So I'm going to be leaving you here, alone; I'm here with someone," I said.

     "That someone has left the building," He replied.

     "W-What do you mean?" I stuttered. I looked around for Sebastian, but I couldn't see for shit in this huge dark building.

     "I don't think he was enjoying himself," The young man added. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to his body. He set his left hand on my back, by the top of my dress's zipper. His right hand went back to its original position, loosely tangled in my curls.

     "Ugh, you're so immature," I rolled my eyes. Throwing insults at him didn't stop him from sticking his tongue down my throat, again. I have been in many situations like this, but I knew that I could get out of his grasp at any moment, he wasn't overpowering, he would stop if I yelled seriously enough at him. So I didn't fight him. "Did you see where he went?" I pulled my face from his.

     "Perhaps," He replied.

     "Well, did you or didn't you?" I asked.

     "I need something from you, a trade, for the information of what direction he went in," The young man said.

     "Fine," I smirked.

     "Well, I have already forcefully touched your boob and ass. And by the way, both are amazing," He winked.

     "Pervert much?" I said.

     "Not just yet, I can tell you are enjoying this," He replied. "I have already kissed you..." He trailed off. I knew it, there was nothing he hadn't already done.