I don't Bite
1146 Words
"Come on baby, girl, I won't bite except of you let me," he said his tone husky and filled with genuine concern, I bet he was faking the concern.
"Rot in hell!" I spat at him and kept on walking . My ego was bigger than Mars itself.
Aamon rolled his eyes, a pout appearing on his face. "Come on, we wouldn't want you losing that scholarship."
Scholarship! I was shocked as to how he found out about my scholarship. But then I felt Nixx pout from inside me. Here he was Aamon Blackwood breaking our team already. He even got Nixx to open my thoughts to him. Such a jerk.
"Go away," I waved my hand dismissively at him but the fool didn't seem bothered at all. I would rather go on my knees and beg principal Witherspoon than climb into his stupid beautiful car.
But then what if the principal refused, I wouldn't wish for my mom to go back to working day and night just to get my tuition. Plus what could possibly go wrong. This was just a ride.
Releasing a sigh, I opened his car and jumped into the back seat. I looked at Aamon, he waited for me to get cormfortable before he started driving.
For the first 30 seconds, there was actually some peace in this car, most especially since none of us said a word to the other. I swear I will never be as desperate to get to school than today but atleast for now I was happy with the silence. Well! Maybe I had celebrated too soon since I saw that dirty smirk spreading across Aamon's face from the car mirror, I could tell he was watching me the whole time.
"You were very sexy and hot yesterday, when touching yourself," he said his voice law and husky, his words caught me off guard, and my face immediately flushed with heat.
I felt the blood drain from my cheeks burning, I was dying of embarrassment. "Shut up, Aamon!" I scowled him, trying to hide my face by covering it with my palms.
But the fool just chuckled and continued, "I mean it, Haven you have an incredible body."
My blush deepened, spreading down my neck and chest. I felt exposed. He parked infront of the school compound, before locking both of us inside the car.
"What are you doing?" I questioned only for the smirking fool to ignore my question. One minute he was in the driver's seat, his hands on the wheels, the next Aamon was leaning close, his lips inches from mine. Before I could react, he brought his lips to mine.
My eyes fluttered closed, and I felt a rush of excitement. His lips were soft, gentle, and persuasive at last, I was melting in it. That was before he thrust his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss.
He tasted of mint and sandwiches, I bet that is what he had for breakfast. He really was such a damn! Good kisser!
I won't lie I liked it, I was surprised, I liked the feeling of Aamon's lips on mine, the way he made me feel alive.
As we broke apart for air, I heard his laughter, low and husky. "You don't need to rely on toys, Haven," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. "I can make you reach orgasm in just seconds, I'm confident of that."
My face burned with embarrassment, but my body was full of excitement. No one had ever made me feel this way before.
His words sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to believe him, to trust him. But could I?
His over confident smile, his eyes sparkling with desire. I felt my ego weakening, my body craving his.
"Try me," he whispered, his lips brushing against mine again.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Aamon the brother of the girl who can't stand me, let alone she gets suffocating breathing the same air I breathe. No way.
"Why not?" my Nixx asked. "Isn't sleeping with the brother of your enemy a form of revenge? And besides, Felix is our mate, your soulmate."
"Are you crazy?" I said, trying to sound firm. "I'm not going to sleep with a Blackwood." I told her through our link.
Aamon laughed, his confident smile making my heart skip a beat. "Come on, Haven," he said. "I know you want to. And I can make you feel things you've never felt before."
His gaze was persuasive, I felt drawn to him, as if it was impossible to resist his gravity.
"Please," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Let me show you."
And I, weakly, began to consider it...
"No!" I spat at him, reaching my hand up to open the door but before I could hold it, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.
I stood my ground, trying to look as confident as I could muster. "I mean it, Aamon, I'm not going to sleep with you."
Aamon raised an eyebrow, his expression of amusement. "Really?" he drawled, his voice dripping with suprise.
I nodded, trying to convince myself as much as him. "Yes, really. I'm not interested."
Aamon chuckled, his gorgeous emerald eyes crinkling with his sinister smile.
His smile faltered, and his eyes narrowed, a dark shade in them. "Listen, Haven. I'm not joking around. You need to agree to my request."
I shook my head, trying to keep my voice steady. "No, Blackwood, I won't do it."
His face darkened, and he leaned in dangerously close. "Fine. If you won't do it willingly, then maybe you'll need a little motivation."
He pulled out his phone and started scrolling through it, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You see, baby girl, I know all about your little online hobby. And I'm sure your friends and family most especially your mom Mrs. Laura would love to know about it too. A.M Wild."
My heart skipped a beat after hearing him say that name, my fuckin pen name. How did he know about it? "You wouldn't," I whispered.
He shrugged arrogantly. "Oh, but I would. I'll post screenshots of your online activity all over social media. You'll be the laughingstock of the school, for sure."
I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead. He couldn't do that. He wouldn't do that. But the look in his eyes told me he was dead serious.
"Please, Aamon" I begged. "Don't do this. It will ruin my life."
Aamon leaned back in his seat, a victory smile spreading across his face. "So, what's it going to be, baby doll? Are you going to agree to my request, or do we take this to the next level?"
I felt trapped, with no way out. Aamon Blackwood had me right where he wanted me.
And there was no way out!
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