Oscar Diaz, we were friends and now I hate him, nothing can change that...or can it?
"You're the absolute worst," I snarled, the word 'you' tasting like ash in my mouth.
He smirked, that slow, curve of his lips that always sent a jolt of electricity through me. His soft hand brushed against my cheek, and I shivered, from the raw heat within me. "Worst?" he murmured, his voice a low growl, a promise of things unspoken.
Before I could even register the shift in the air, he had me pinned against the wall, his body a wall of heat against mine. My breath caught in my throat, the scent of his cologne and the view of his veiny muscular arms caging me in. "What are you doing?" I whispered, my voice shaky.
He tilted my head back, his gaze intense, searching. Then, his lips descended, I gasped, my body arching against him, a traitorous response I couldn't control. "Wait, stop," I whispered, my voice lost in the storm of sensations. "I'm not... we can't."
He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through me, a primal, possessive growl. "Your body seems to disagree," he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck.
Panic clawed at me. This was wrong, so utterly, deliciously wrong. But the way his touch ignited every nerve ending in my body... I was drowning, drowning in a sea of desire.
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The characters like Oscar, Cesar, Jamal, Ruby and Jasmine are not mine, they are from On My Block a Netflix series although all other characters mentioned are created by me. Enjoy reading and please leave comments I would love to read them.
"I'm not going to hurt you." He took his hands off my waist and placed them on either side of my head.
"I could never hurt you." He lowered his face into my neck. His breath on my neck sent electricity down my spine.
Being flustered, my breathing became heavier. But not in the same way as when I freak out. It's in a way I've never felt before. The same feeling from when I first met him came back. The tingling in my core.
His long finger tucked a piece of my blonde hair behind my ear.
"Anyone ever tell you your really short?" He whispered.
"Anyone ever tell you your really tall?" I breathed out, pinning my hands below me.
He moved his face even closer to mine if that's even possible. His lips grazed against my jawline.
My eyes brows furrowed from how good it felt.
"Wha- what are you doing?" I breathed heavily.
"What I've been wanting to do since the second I saw you." He grabbed my face and slammed his lips into mine.