•Innocence•

•30• Desire.•

Some time has passed, some drinks too, I was surprised when Leonardo let me drink.

I was on my second glass of wine now, I'm feeling a bit tipsy, but I'm sober enough to continue playing.

We have only just finished the second round where he had won, so this round is crucial, if I don't win this, I don't want to know what that man will do to me.

I mean.. a part of me does want to know.

Anyways! I watch as Leonardo takes a big swig from his glass of whiskey, he ends up finishing the glass, roughly slamming it in the bar bench, turning around to glance at me again.

He un buttoned the first two buttons on his shirt a few minutes ago and I can help but stare as I get a glimpse of what's underneath.

He definitely knows how to make me feel things..

I desire him by just looking at him, right now, I feel like just letting him do what ever he wants to me without even winning the game yet.

When a man looks as good as he does all the time, you can't blame me can you?

He catches me starting, and arches a eyebrow in confusion. I instantly look the other way.

I can feel my body temperature heating up as I sense his presence nearing closer to me, it's not long before I can feel his hot breathe down my neck.

"Anyone ever tell you that staring is rude kitten?" He dares to say, my breathing hitched.

"Clearly no one told you that either." I reply back before even thinking over my words, instantly feeling regret after knowing that I fucked up.

"I'm going to make you regret saying that tonight when I'm pounding inside your tight little pussy." He growled in my ear, I could feel my panties getting damper, my thighs clenching together to ease the need for him.

Is it bad that I actually want him to do exactly what he just said to me?

Elias and his friend just wondered back in the room the second Leonardo walked away from me, the both of them had been in the bathroom.

"Let's hurry this last round along, I'm getting tired." Said Elias, I sighed he is so boring.

"I suppose I wouldn't mind for this to go faster." Leonardo winks at me, I blush awkwardly, cowering away from everyone.

I know exactly why he wants this to end.

And he is so determined to win too.

The sound of the pole clicking off from its holder on the wall cuts me from my thoughts, my head snaps up when Leonardo holds my stick in front of me, ready for me to take it.

I take the stick from him, managing to give him a little smile. "T-thank you." I take a few steps forward, I can feel his glance on me but I push it aside attempting to focus at the game, Tyler had let me go first this time.

I positioned the pole to where I wanted it to go, with my luck it probably wasn't going to go my way at all.

My mind just keeps repeating the fact that I need to win this round, or it's over for me, quite literally.

I pull the stick back, quickly pushing it forward again, hitting the white ball square in the middle, I hit the balls a little too hard this time, leaving me with only two balls to fall into the sockets.

Because I got more than one in, I take my second shot, missing all the balls completely.

It's okay, I ensure myself, Tyler still has a go, and two is better than none at all.