He slides his palm down my throat to my chest until he reaches the bust of my swimwear, and he curls his fingers beneath it, then yanks it down violently before squeezing my exposed breast roughly with his hand, wasting no time at all to touch me intimately. I become lost in the desire and bring my hand to the side of his neck as he tugs my erect nipple with his fingers before squeezing the entirety of it again, causing me to moan into his mouth.
His kiss is hot and overwhelming, igniting a fire in me that I didn’t know was there; I've never been kissed like this before, but I fucking love it, and I am craving for him to fuck me in this moment.
I can feel the thickness of his cock expanding beneath my ass, letting me know that he is just as aroused as I am. He slides his palm down the side of my body before he harshly grasps my hip, digging his fingers into my flesh, then eagerly tugs the string of my bikini bottoms.
As soon as they are loose, he sinks his teeth into my bottom lip, a growl pulling from his chest before he slips his tongue back into my mouth but just as he is about to slide his hand down into my briefs to touch my pussy, the lights suddenly come on and we both pause.
While peering deep into one another's heavy eyes, panting heavily from the arousal that has just erupted within us, for the first time in my life, I realize I was much more confident in the dark.
I offer him a weak smile while slipping my top back over my exposed breasts, knowing I cannot give Chaos my virginity. One: I am not sure how he'll react to it. Two: It's embarrassing to even bring it up. Three: He is famous. And four: My stalkers will kill him. I lean forward, planting a gentle kiss on the lips, but he remains motionless as if he already knows what I am about to say.
“Sorry, I have to go.”
His expressionless reaction allows me to move, and I can feel his stiff dick beneath my ass before standing. I look down andknot the string to my bikini as I approach the door, but when he speaks, I come to a complete halt.
“You're a virgin.”
My eyes widen as I raise my head before spinning around to face him.
“How did you—”
“You reek of virginity, Charley. Be careful of the predators out there, because if I can fucking smell it, they sure can.”
“But you still wanted to—”
As I become lost for words, he leans down, carefully picking up his joint from the floor that he must have dropped between his legs when we were in the heat of our madness, and once he lights the end, he slumps back while blowing the smoke out, his scrutinizing gaze fixed on me.
“I'm sure I'll see you again soon, beautiful. Especially if you're going to keep lurking in the dark halls of my mansion.”
His greedy eyes wander down my body as he adjusts his hard cock in his sweatpants and I carefully pull mine away, turning around before leaving his bedroom without saying anything else.
As I dash down the stairs toward the living room, I am overcome with emotion. Fear, confusion, and sexual frustration are all raging through me. Lucy glances at me and gasps as soon as I enter.
“Where did you go, Char?”
I respond with my head down as I begin to change into my clothing.
“I got lost in this big ass mansion.”
When I lift my head, I notice that everyone is watching me silently, which irritates me, and I hurriedly slide my feet into my sneakers before my eyes return to Lucy.
“I'm going to call an Uber and head back. I'll see you later.”
She gives me a slight, bewildered nod before I stride away, heading for the front door. I immediately take out my phone and text an Uber before unlocking the door, but as I drop my head from the pouring rain and hurry forward, I am suddenly startled when I bump into a rock-hard body, and fling backward.
I am held steady by large hands on the tops of my arms, and my gaze moves up the towering frame in front of me before landing on Reign's face. His mysterious, dark eyes wander all over my shocked features.
“You good?”
His deep, New York accent trembles through me, but my god, he is fucking breathtaking up close, huge compared to me, much older and I can't stop myself from staring until he speaks again which snaps me out of my trance.
“You should watch where you're going; you almost knocked yourself the fuck out.”
His stern tone catches me off guard, and I nod before breaking eye contact. He releases my arms, and I can sense his intense gaze on me the entire time as he moves around my small body. When I hear the front door open and then close behind me, Istand in the same spot and throw my head back, allowing the rain to pour on my flushed face, bringing me back to reality, and I wait there for some time until my Uber finally arrives to take me back to my dorm.
It's late at night, a couple of days since mine and Chaos’s encounter and I'm lying back on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in my own thoughts, when a text suddenly appears on my phone. As I pick it up from beside me, I peek at the message from a number that isn't in my contacts, and my brows furrow.
[I want to see you at my studio tomorrow. C x]
