Conflicted

Chapter 22

Gregory William's P. O. V

Fire.

That's the only word I can think of right now as I push the woman in my arms, further up against the wall. Her soft pants sending a burning electricity all over every inch of my body as my hair stands on end, goosebumps erupting on mine as every nerve ending in my body wishes to reciprocate the same feeling into her.

"Ada." A voice groans and it takes me a while to realise that it's me groaning into her mouth as I reclaim her lips once more. My hand moving to the base of her neck as my fingers entangle into her thick mane of hair. Tilting her head upwards to get a better angle, I slot our lips together already cherishing the hot swollen feel of her against my lips. A breathy moan ensues from her and that's enough to drive every fibre in my body mad with lust. Our lips tangle up with one another's as my breath starts to catch, her chest rubbing up against mine as mine too pants with exertion. Parting my lips from hers, I trail them across her jaw and down to her neck, another breathy moan escapes from Ada's mouth as my lips suck onto her neck; every part of me begging to make our mark visible on her neck.

"Gregory!" A sharp voice comes from behind me, my head jerking up immediately but I stop in place as Ada catches me off guard. Her head tilted back and her hair an unruly mess giving her an incredibly sex appealing look. Her swollen red lips parted and her eyes closed as she breathes in sharply. My eyes stayed glued to her body as I watch her chest raise up and down vigorously. The sight taking my own breath away just at the mere look of her.

"Gregory?" The voice speaks up which finally causes me to tear my eyes away from the woman and to behind me. Two men catch my gaze standing a little ways away from me, eyes squinted and trying to figure out if the person they're calling actually is their friend. Turning away from them, I glance down to Ada again whose cheeks are ablaze as she avoids eye contact with me, glancing down and running a hand through her hair as she simultaneously tries to adjust her blouse to cover any traces of the act we'd just performed.

A weird feeling of disappointment runs through me at the thought of her covering up her mark that I gave her but that turns into a smirk as her shirt doesn't reach high enough onto her neck to actually cover it up. Clearing my throat, I give her one of my charming smiles as I watch her face turn into a scowl, cheeks still ablaze as I turn around to my two friends.

The jaunt in my step of a very accomplished very happy man as I approach my friends, arms outstretched like I wasn't stuck helplessly under Ada's spell just a few seconds ago.

Not that I'm complaining. Definitely not.

"He-," I cringe at my croaky voice before clearing my throat and starting over again, "Hey. What are you guys doing here?" I question as I cross my arms over my chest, trying to rearrange my features into something akin to innocence especially when I hear the sound of heels clicking behind me. I glance at Ada out of the corner of my eye, watching as she gives the two men a shy smile, her hair over her shoulder causing my smirk to drop slightly.

Wrong move sweetheart.

Bruce's smile lights up more than I would like it to as he stares down at Ada, eyes glazing as his eyes rake down her. My smirk sharpens but not into amusement as I have to force it through, the feeling of sudden annoyance taking me off guard slightly as I try my best to- casually as possible- throw my arm over the woman's shoulder, completely ignoring the annoyed look she throws my way. Bruce's eyes cut off quickly as he looks away, the smile slightly dimming as Charles steps forward.

"It's nice to see you again Ada." He greets as he pulls Ada into a hug, my arm dropping to my side in disgruntlement. My eyes narrow as Bruce too joins in quickly. All three of them hugging like they're some sort of happy fucking family.