Yes school is over! I did my cringe worthy victory dance in my head until my subconscious came out to haunt me.
You know that you're going to have to come back tomorrow right? She smirked sadistically knowing she had won.
Stupid subconscious.
I almost forgot that I'm going to Derek's house this afternoon. Well this should be interesting.
Hopefully.
Where is the shithead anyway?
As if called on cue through some kind of mental beckoning, I felt his warm familiar arms wrap around my waist gently, before slamming my body into a nearby locker.
Well okay then.
Shouldn't that hurt?
My wrist were being pulled away from my sides, and forced upwards held captive at both sides of my head. I shifted my gaze upwards only to be met by the breathtaking eyes of Derek, lips only a millimeter away from mine. If either of us moved, physical contact was promised.
His body was glued to mine, eyes challenging me to look away, as he had me pinned completely to the locker.
He was the one with all the power at the moment, but it wasn't in my nature to back down.
"You've been a naughty girl" he smirked, enjoying every second of this, slowly trailing his tongue over his bottom lip, before biting on it softly.
Fuck, stop it.
"What are you going to do about it?" I held his gaze, refusing to look away.
"You'll see" He suddenly leaned his face closer than I thought possible, resting comfortably in the crook of my neck, his warm breath fanning the exposed skin, before he brought his soft lips up to my earlobe, sucking and nibbling on it softly, causing me to slowly lose control, moans begging to escape my lips.
Do not moan.
Do not give him the satisfaction.
You're stonger than this.
"Stop it" I barked, but he continued the action trailing soft kisses down to my neck, and collar bone, stopping where they met, jolts of electricity surged throughout my body, as he pulled the tender skin into his mouth his sweet, torturous actions increasing making it even more difficult to resist.
He then bit down on my sweet spot softly, and that's when I couldn't take it anymore "Derek s-stop!" The sinful noise of desire left me, and I could sense the smirk that consumed his lips as he pulled away.
I just stared at him completely flustered, breathing heavily.
My mind in a complete scramble.
"Have I rendered you speechless Alexis?" he mocked and I could feel the anger boiling inside me.
Shithead.
Suddenly he hoisted me up onto his shoulder, and that's when the senses kicked in.
"Let me go idiot!" I growled, thrashing my limbs around, but they were still weak due to the brat they call Derek, who just laughed at my futile attempts of escaping.
Why isn't anyone doing anything? it's not like Derek controls them. Hello I'm being carried away like a sack of potatoes.
"Put me down" I yelled again, but he only held on tighter to my body, trying to sooth me with his words "Relax babe".
Relax?! He's dead.
He opened the door to his car, placing me inside, then took his place in the drivers seat.
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