The Badboy Got Out Of Wattpad

9. Teasing

Warning: Spicy scenes at the end of the chapter.

Erden's smirk stretches. "Does your boyfriend know that you use this app?"

My mouth feels dry.

He knows me. He knows me!

"You ran away and didn't even send me a message to confirm for tonight, as you told me you would do." Erden scoffs.

I swallow hard. I'm dead.

I remain inert, as if my limbs aren't working anymore. I can neither speak. My throat is stuck with a lump of jitter.

"I was dancing tonight when your loneliness caught my attention." He speaks seeing me wordless. I can't help but to diffidently listen.

"It wasn't easy to ensure that it's you because of your mask, but your long hair was enough to cause doubt." The brunet explains, the derision in his tone. That means he was just testing me!

"Then I approached you to see your eyes." He continues. "They were hazel indeed." My heart skips a beat when he says hazel. But then I realise that he is just referring to my eyes.

My mind is not responding. I've been hiding from him since morning, and now I'm face to face with him. Oh god, what I do now.

Erden pulls my hand and I'm pinned against his tough chest, his arms quickly encircling around my waist, caging me. My heartbeat fires up like in morning. I can't move. He is close, too close. His face is only inches from mine, his hot breath fanning on my lips. I lick them nervously. The head radiating from his body is intimidating me even more.

"Why are you hesitant now?" He asks, leaning to my ear. "When you were sending me those dirty messages, and eagerly came to me so that I do dirty things to you." He whispers, his hot breath tingling my earlobe.

My eyes widen, heat creeping up my neck.

It was not me. Not me at all. That's so uncomfortable.

"I-I... " The words feel stick to my throat. My head begins throbbing, and astonishingly my core. But why the hell did this turned me on?

Erden lets out a chuckle before he removes my mask and throws it on the table. I gulp as my face is now completely revealed to him.

"So beautiful." He smirks triumphantly, analyzing my face. My stomach flips at the compliment.

"You wanted it right?" He leans back to my ears, his lips brushing against it this time. "You wanted me to touch you, to suck you, to bite you." He pauses, slightly pulling on my earlobe which makes my heart races faster. "To ehem..."

My eyes grow wider. I squeeze my legs together, trying to get rid of the growing heat in between. Why is my body reacting that way?

"Answer me." He raises his head to look back at my face. My cheeks flame as I meet his eyes. They are so big. So bright. So lustful.

Why I'm feeling so vulnerable to him?

"You came to me for this?" He insists, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "Or for another reason?"

I swallow hard. "Um.. I-I"

Think Hazel! Think. You can't tell him the real reason why you came to his place.

"Tell me," His grip tightens around my waist. I breathe harder, the feel of his touch mesmerizing me. "And I promise, I'll enact all your profound fantasies."

A wave of pleasure rushes through my body. I bite on my lips, trying to get hold of myself.

What is happening to me? Why am I so easily aroused by him?