Little stump

CHAPTER 3

     I was in the most awkward position I had ever been in my life, Damien was sitting right across from me. We'd almost gotten to my house, and throughout the entire ride, neither of us had uttered a single word.

    The only difference was that my reason was completely different from his, he was keeping quiet because he probably didn't want to be distracted while driving, I was keeping quiet because I felt so incredibly embarrassed by what had happened in his house. He'd caught me checking him out. If it wasn't little stump, I probably wouldn't be so embarrassed, I was a normally flirty person, but checking out someone like Damien was not allowed, not only because I thought of him as a little brother, but the fact that he was my best friend's brother.

     I gulped as he brought down his arm to pull on the gear, the action sending a strange tingle through my spine. I was trying to look forward, I was trying to stop checking him out, and I was failing miserably. Why? Why was it so hard to do the right thing? Checking out Damien was the wrong thing, but it was the wrong thing I wanted to do all day, everyday. God, I needed to get it together.

    "You know if you keep checking me out, I'm going to start thinking it more than just the surprise of seeing how much I changed" he didn't even look away from the road, he just said it with a smirk on his face, and his hands on the steering wheel.

     I couldn't keep staying quiet around him, I needed to say something or he really would start thinking something else. "I wasn't checking you out, unless you consider yourself the statue on the other side of the road" I replied rudely, maybe he'd lay off me for the rest of the car ride if I convinced him I wasn't ogling him.

     Damien raised his eyebrow, a dirty smirk beginning to taint his face. "So you weren't checking me out then?" It sounded like a question, but he and I both knew he wasn't asking. However, I decided to be stubborn.

    "Never" I replied, beginning to gain some confidence around him.

   Damien didn't seem fazed though, the smirk on his face only grew wider as he said. "So you don't find me attractive?" Another question we both knew the answer too. How could I not find him attractive? How could anyone not find him attractive? He was the literal walking definition of attractive. I wasn't going to lose the verbal battle though, so I answered back.

    "Try appalling" I smirked at that moment too, but his next words wiped it off my face and replaced it with a very red, embarrassed expression.

    "So if I suddenly decide to park this car, hold you up against the glass and fuck you senseless, you'd reject me?" He wasn't fazed at all by his words, but they completely knocked me off balance, and the gasp I'd released combined with my mortified expression made it clear that I'd lost the battle of wit. Damien had won, by a lot.

     I was surprised at his words, they'd completely caught me off guard, it was honestly weird to be discussing sex with little stump, I'd known him since he was a child. He was always like a little brother to me, he was the boy who'd cringe and run away embarrassed at the mere talk of having a girlfriend. He always had been a shy kid.

    I looked at the figure that was driving, he really had changed a lot. Not just physically but characteristically too. The little stump I knew would never have said something as vile as that. Where did that cute little child go, this being that replaced him was scaring me, and doing a whole lot of other things.

   "No answer?" Damien asked, his eyes still glued to the road with a smirk playing on his lips.

   He was rubbing salt on the wound, we both had known he wasn't asking questions in the first place, and I'd been giving him answers even if they were untrue. However, the last question had been shocking, because it wasn't only a question, but actually sounded like an offer. An offer he knew would be hard for me to refuse. An offer I had to mentally scold myself to refuse. I needed to change the topic.

    My eyes moved to his car key sitting on the headboard, his car was the button type, so he didn't need to have it plugged in to start the engine. I noticed he had a little unicorn as his key holder and picked it up.

    "Cute holder, can I play with your unicorn?" I asked, trying desperately to divert the conversation from sex.

    "I'd much rather you play with something else but, go ahead" he gestured to his crotch with his eyes when he said the 'something else'  and I really had to stop myself from choking. Was this guy insane? He probably was.

     I didn't answer him, and simply started twirling the unicorn around my fingers, praying to god that he let the topic go.

    "So we're forgetting the conversation, okay then." He said, still smirking. "I will get my answer, Madeline" he finished, still with his taunting tone.

     A few minutes later, we were in front of my house. I wanted to get out of the same space as little stump immediately. I quickly gathered my things and tried to jump out of the car as fast as possible, but of course, Damien held me back.

    "I want my answer, Maddie." He said as he gave me a serious look, I was stuck on the spot, I really couldn't answer his question. "Would you reject me........" his hands started to snake around my slim figure, his face coming closer to mine. One of his hands went to cup mine that was on the door handle as his mouth went to my ear. "Or not?" He said, he voice sent serious shivers down my spine, my heart started beating faster, my breathing became erratic and I could feel myself starting to get aroused. His presence was definitely dominating. His mouth started to move around my ear, and I had to squeeze the door handle really tight to make sure a moan didn't slip through my lips. He was taunting me.

    How had we switched positions like this. I was always the one taunting him, the one who made him feel embarrassed, the one who made him have mortified expressions. I thought, for like the hundredth time today, that he really had changed a lot. He seemed to be more experienced in the sex department too. An amateur couldn't make someone feel this good with his tongue.

    Suddenly, his hand that had wrapped around mine on the door handle snatched something from my hand, sending me from my lust filled haze back to reality. He retreated back to his normal position on the driver seat with the most perverted smirk ever. I looked to see that he had snatched his car key.

    I was suddenly embarrassed again, my cheeks turning red as mortification filled my entire being. His next words made me feel even more mortified.

   "Good night, Madeline. I have my answer" he said as he started his engine, gesturing for me to go out.

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