TEASER
WARNING: THIS IS ONLY A TEASERS PART, IDK IF IT’S REALLY A PART OF IT YET
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“You’re owned by us”
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L I L Y POV
“Get. . . off!?” I murmured in a barely audible voice grabbing onto the desk that’s now under me, hands clamped tightly. He makes no effort to get off, only stays pressed against me while leaning in close licking his lips while then grinning.
“Come on.” He bit his lower lip making his look seem salacious. “I haven’t even explored you yet.” He quips, taking the wavy lock of my hair and swirling it around his finger - letting loose a breezy sigh. Now me offering a filtered breath.
I’ve Attempted to fight against the sensation pleasure he’s given; I relax my tense body when finally giving in, letting him take control over me, leading me in the way he finds pleasurably pleasing.
J a c o b POV
Grinding hard, hearing the spurts of moans escaping from this titillating belle. Her honey nut-blond hair coats her collarbone, her Blossomed chest, and the majestic discoloration on her shoulders. I stare into those eyes as I’ve heaved out grunts, moans, and the unable to maintain slogs that came along with them.
While It’s good. . . Like really good, to explore the inside of her when her being one of the topmost ‘wanted’ in all the lists I’ve got because I don’t have to want it since I got it.
I bulldoze myself inside her, rising up and skillfully driving back down roughly. Then, a rising-thrust-down, creating a pattern I can tell any girl would lust for.
I let off a couple of sputtered grunts and groans hitting off harder than lowering down, and finally, I burst. I mean - drenched her. When slipping a hoarse suspire, a sound of which may trigger a stop to anyone that may be passing near or by this dorm’s hallway, just as I released all the tension I happened to obtain while doing it with her, I lingered inside a bit longer. I smashed my face into the crook of her neck and slid my lips to gently nuzzle the discoloration on her shoulder as I laid out hearing soft pants slip from her lips.
(TW: AS I SAID BEFORE, NON OF THIS MAY BE PART OF THE BOOK’s PLOTTING. I DON’T THINK SO, AT LEAST... ANYWAYS, I’m JUST HERE TO LET YOU KNOW IF YOU’D LIKE, YOU COULD SKIP ON TO THE ACTUAL CHAPTER)
LILY pov
I slid into my clothes while my back faced him. Struggling to fasten the clip on my bra, my shaky fingers fumbled with the latch.
“Here, let me get that.” He says, his voice close enough to be exhaling a breath that’s hot yet cooling against my neck.
“No...I’m fine.” I managed to say while his lips tickled my neck teasingly. He’s seized me up with his arm, soft hands sliding down and around my waist.
“Come on-” He starts, but I cut him off. “No,” holding up the bra to cover my chest, feeling overly self-conscious now that I’m face to face with him, seeing the snickering expression dancing across his face. Those eyes tell me he’s gotten what he wanted - exactly how he wanted it.
I’m hit with something, making me act in a way that’s hindered - for me anyways. Not being able to take my gaze away from his eyes that appeared to be glossy rich with bits of lightly shown flakes of amber. He looks as if he had sex afterglow.
To deflect these after-sex turn-ons, I bit down on my lower lip to inflict the agony.
His ferocious grin had the unintended effect of drawing attention away from any other concerns. My need for those lips was not diminished by nipping and squeezing my own. I had to take a clumsily step backward and bend over while retrieving my shirt to resist the urge.
My bra was held ungainly to my chest as I stood up, turning my back once again on him. I hurried to slip my under-worn collar shirt over my head, taking a minute. I needed nothing but to be alone. Yet, that’s just about the silliest thing to come up with in this place.
J a c o b
I watched as she slid all her clothes back on. Now standing in front of me is a fully dressed college student. The colors of the uniform are black and red. Standing there, still facing her back towards me, she hesitates on whether to turn around or not. But with me making a move in a slow approach, I guide her in turning to face me. “You know as well as I---that your mine.” saying this to her was a bit unfair, I’d admit. But plenty of truth was in my words. Now it’s her giving me this knowing look, like she, too, thinks the same.
“I know.” That is all she said as she went over to her side of the room and settled in bed.
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