Roommates

→ 10. Mixed Feelings.

Stella

Making out in a library with a guy who I used to hate would be something I wouldn't expect in a million years. But here I am. Doing that exact same thing, with.. him.

I am actually so turned on right now.

"You're beautiful." He mumbles between kisses along my neck. This man.

"And.. you're sexy as fuck." I reply while taking his head and pushing it down even more.

He grumbles and grabs my chin firmly and kisses my lips. He pulls away for a second and just looks at me in my eyes. I tilt my head confused.

"What?" I ask with a light smile.

"Nothing." He shakes his head and smiles to himself. "You're just.. really.. hot."

I laugh. "Not something I don't know."

Me being desperate, I grab the back of his hair, pull it towards me, and kiss him again. 

"Oh.. fuck.. tesoro." I pause. He speaks another language? Only after a few seconds of pulling apart, he looks at me like he's ready to devour me if I don't kiss him again.

"Say it again." I state firmly.

"Say what?" He says innocently.

"Tes- something." I grow desperate.

"Oh, tesoro? (Italian-darling, Spanish-treasure) Yes, it means darling. Now, baciami." (kiss me in Italian.) 

He grabs my chin and pulls my lips towards his. I take his hand and pull him away into a corner. I take off my crop top and the only thing I have on is a bra and jeans.

His eyes scan my body faster than ever and he looks like a hungry animal.

He grabs me by the waist, and pulls my face up so I look him into the eyes. I bite my lip due to nervousness and he takes his finger and pulls my lip back out. His eyes immediately darken. "Don't do that." He scans me again.

"You're so. Fucking. Hot." He says between kisses. I blush and grab him by the hair and lay his head on my cleavage.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I mumble. He does that thing again where he traces my face, but this time it's my boobs being covered by a thin bra. We kiss again and our tongues melt into each other like never before.

And although I'm really enjoying this, but we're in a public freaking place. And he's also the guy I hate.

"Axe- I-, we can't." I pull away and a frown appears on my face.

His eyes soften and he tilts his head.

"You- I mean- No- We- Never mind. Okay, listen." I shake my head.

He makes intense eye contact with me and his eyes are boring into my soul, and he's listening to me very carefully.

"We can't. We're in a library. And also it's not like we have a good past. You- You were-, you dated my cousin." I shake my head telling myself this is wrong because it is.

"My love, that was ages ago. And we can continue this somewhere else if you'd like." His annoying smirk is plastered on his face again, but this time I want to kiss it.

Girl, what?

I said I want to kiss it.

I know, you're being weird.

Yeah, I kind of am. My bad.

"Axel, no!" I playfully shove his hand, and he laughs. 

"Whenever you're ready, baby." He stands up, and my cheeks blush at the bare fucking minimum. Ugh. Standards? Where are you? On the ground?