13. Make-out session
609 Words
s**t.
"Blake, are you in there?" Rick's angered s***h worried tone rang from behind that door, making me slightly cringe, followed by the sound of the doorknob twisting.
"s**t!" I muttered under my breath, already freaking out, squeezing my brains on how to get out of this nasty situation without anyone getting hurt.
I know!
The single logical solution popped in my mind, like a crazed person lightly nodding to myself in approval while Azrael stared at me like I've escaped from a nuthouse.
He wouldn't dare to hurt Luc's brother for this. Luc was the one who saved his baby sister, after all.
"Blake, I know you're in there, now open this damn door!"
Shit!
I have to hurry up.
Without a single warning or explanation I pushed Azrael back against the desk, then grabbed the sides of his shirt and in one, quick movement all the buttons flew open, revealing his muscular chest and swoon-worthy six-pack.
"Hey! What are you-"
"Shut up. You'll thank me later,” I cut him off then grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and quickly pulled it over my head, throwing it away, getting myself half naked, his deep blue orbs instantly widening, staring at my black laced bra.
"That's it. Blake, I'm breaking this door!"
Baam!
The sound of something, or more like someone slamming against the door made my heart jump in fright, so without any other hesitations I jumped on Azrael, roughly slamming my lips against his soft, plump ones,wrapping my arms around his neck, my breasts pressing against his hot bare skin,straddling his waist as he leaned over the desk, supporting himself on his elbows, rendering utterly shocked, frozen as a statue.
After the second bang, the door suddenly flew open, slamming against the wall.
"Blake what are you-Holy s**t!"
"Oh my God!"
I could now hear loud and clear Rick's utterly shocked voice,quickly followed by Leila's, escaping a stifled laugh.
"Oh yeah, get it on, brother!" Raphael's amused tone shouted from somewhere behind them, my cheeks turning crimson red as I ultimately realized what I've just done.
I quickly jumped off Azrael, both panting loudly after that forced make-out session then picked up my t-shirt from the floor, covering my breasts with it, avoiding his gaze.
"Blake, what the f**k were you doing?" My brother shouted, his enraged voice echoing across the whole room, making me cringe.
I remained silent, lowering my gaze, but the moment I noticed him approaching us, I quickly moved in front of Azrael, adopting a protective stance.
"Is that why you came here? To "get some"?"He venomously spat, his harsh words piercing straight through my heart.
"Excuse me??" My eyes widened, now staring up at him,utterly shocked.
"Oh you heard me,” He replied in that same harsh tone, his icy cold gaze sending daggers straight through me, feeling small tears gathering in my eyes, threatening to spill all over my cheeks.
"You..." I tried to speak, but failed miserably, the lump formed in my throat making it hard for me to even breathe.
His gaze visibly softened, noticing the hot tears now falling over my cheeks and tried to reach for me but I quickly moved aside, dodging him.
"Blake, I-"
"No! You shut the f**k up! And don't even dare to touch me!We're done, you hear me? DONE!" I shouted from the top of my lungs, making him flinch,"Now get the f**k out of my face! You're not my brother anymore!" I spat between tears then stormed outside that room, running all the way down the hallway, then ran upstairs and locked myself in the first room I could find.
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