Not So Unwilling

Not So Unwilling: Chapter Sixteen

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This chappie is short and sweet... or should I say sweat... haha corny joke you'll get after u read!

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Chapter Sixteen

"How kind of you Tim," I said, "Unfortunately, there's no way in hell that I would lose my virginity to you, or even have sex with you period, so you can let go of that fantasy."

He smiled. "We'll see."

I narrowed my eyes. "Yes, we will see."

He moved away from me and took my hand in his. "Now, shall we go work on our project?"

I nodded and let him pull me into his red, black, and white themed room. I felt like I just walked into the set for 101 Dalmatians, but it fit Tim. I wouldn't have imagined his room any different, especially with the huge black bed with the random red pillow smack in the center of the room. It looked really soft too with its silky sheets.

Tim noticed me looking and laughed. "It's a really comfortable bed. If you wanna skip the project tonight, I can give you a tutorial of the many things we can do while surrounded by 100% Egyptian silk and nothing else."

"Silk makes me sweat."

I expected him to be turned off by my statement, but instead he said, "I know other things that could make both you and I sweat."

"Uh, ew," I said dropping my back pack on his couch and pulling out my notebook. Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex... was that all this guy could think about? Jesus.

"Your brain is screaming no, but your body is screaming yes," he said grabbing my notebook from me and tossing it on the couch next to my back pack. He pulled me close and rested his hands on my hips.

"And you know this because..."

"I can read your mind."

"Again with the Edward Cullen thing," I groaned, "That would have turned me on when I was in like seventh grade, Tim. You're a little late."

"But, can Edward Cullen read bodies? I can read your body, Jasmine, it's screaming for me to touch you, for you to touch me."

"Tim, seriously. I'm not screaming for you," I said rolling my eyes, "Can we please just get to work, now? I need to get home by eleven. We have school tomorrow."

His blue eyes smoldered into mine and I felt like I was going to melt underneath his gaze. A drop of water from his still damp hair fell onto my cheek and Tim leaned down and licked it off. I shuddered at the touch of his tongue and a fire kindled at the spot. It was a weird feeling... one always happened when Tim touched me. I was beginning to think that Tim was a supernatural being that had set a spell on me.

"Kiss me, Jasmine," he whispered, his eyes never leaving mine as he caught a strand of hair that had fallen from my messy bun and twirling it around his finger.

I wanted to kiss him so bad it hurt. I wanted to feel the pressure of his lips against mine. I wanted to feel the fire burn so bright; I'd be blinded with its light and burnt with its warmth.

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