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I, on the other hand, am fucking excited.

God. When was the last time I did one of these?

It had to be when my trainer passed. Maybe a bit earlier. I didn’t do shooting ranges for a reason. Same reason why I try not to box in public gyms.

With my equipment set and with me clipping in the waist belt that holds an extra two guns and rounds of bullets, I don’t bother slipping on the protective glasses on my face.

Instead, I take off my own glasses and proceed to lift my hair up, gathering the silver strands into a ponytail. That has more than one guy whistling, to which Domino’s audible growl shuts them up just as fast.

Possessive asshole who can’t protect shit.

Getting him out of my head, I take a few deep breaths and decide to be focused. I briefly catch Scarlett’s wide grin, as if she’s accepted her victory because she can’t fathom me doing shit.

This is my moment to show this group of dimshits not to bully the quiet ones. I can already remember the old me, the nerdy girl, looking at the field of targets hanging in various places and heights.

Wishing I was gifted enough to hit even one target.

Now, here she is—older, wiser, and not a victim shedding tears of self-pity. I’m not that girl anymore.

With one final breath, I click the safety off and set my eyes on the first target.

Guess if I don’t go completely unhinged, it shouldn’t be bad, yes?

24

A TEMPTRESS IN SNAKESKIN

~DOMINO~

My body is still buzzing from that tantalizing kiss that was far too short for comfort.

It takes everything in me to stay still. To watch this woman turn away and start shit, I have no fucking clue she can finish.

This whole instance has blown my fucking mind, and I’m sure from the various gazes of curiosity and uncertainty that many students here have no hope in what Iva wants to accomplish.

With this display of defiance.

That’s the thing. I can’t spin my mind around accepting that this is an act to bite me in the ass. Is she being defiant? Sort of? It’s more so a proposition.

A warning to all those who are watching, near or far.

I don’t like it.

Watching her so easily take the reins of leadership leaves me questioning my actions. I also despise how my body burns for her. My fingers tingle to have their grip around her waist. Tohave my front side pressed against that plump ass of hers. To be engulfed by her floral scent with hints of vanilla and roses or to enjoy the lavender scent of her shampoo still lingering in her silver strands.

When she raised her arms, which are sculpted with muscle, to gather those long silver tresses of hers, I saw the men and a few women checking her out from head to toe. The ripples of muscle in her biceps. The way her white t-shirt hugs her curved hourglass frame. How her shorts rise just enough to make her peachy ass more inviting to the eye.

How I want her naked and beneath me, my cock deep in her throbbing pussy while she screams my name.

The thoughts are driving me insane. My cock is dying for a sense of freedom.

In all my years, I haven’t been this horny. The last few weeks with this woman in our sanctuary and following us throughout the day, the only breaks I got were during the classes we don’t share together and hockey practice.

Even then, I have to excuse myself just to masturbate.

It’s aggravating, especially when I’ve made no move to get closer to her.

Then there’s fucking Scarlett.

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