The Bad Boy Next Door

Chapter Eight - Strange feelings

Taylor’s P.O.V

I headed into my bathroom, locking the door behind me and looking at myself in the mirror.

“What the heck is wrong with you, you stupid girl.” I groaned to myself. 

I let myself fall under his spell again? I shouldn’t be this weak around a damn boy. I only met a couple of days ago. It is pathetic and wrong. Though I can’t deny the way my lips are tingling after kissing him again. It was wrong but I liked the way his lips felt against mine…liked the way he kissed me. I decided it was time to act like a big girl. I splashed some cold water on my face, heading back. I was sort of hoping he would be gone, decided he had something better to do. I headed out but much to my dismay he was still here…still laying on my bed. He had his hands behind his hand, staring the ceiling but soon turned to me when he heard me coming back through, smirking at me, 

“Why are you still even here?” I said annoyed rolling my eyes at him

“Cause I want to be. Plus I told your mother you promised me you would show me around. The god girl doesn’t wanna disappoint her mother now does she?” he said smugly. 

“I hate you. Do you know that?” I groaned, running my fingers through my hair. 

“No, you don’t. You enjoy my attention, Taylor.” He said

“I really don’t enjoy it. I would honestly rather not have it at all.” I said folding my arms over my chest. 

Nate chuckled, climbing out of my bed and making his way towards me. I went to step back, to put a distance between us but he had other ideas. He reached for my hips, pulling me into him and wrapped his arms tightly around my body, making it hard for me to move away from him.

“You can fight it. You can deny it. You can tell yourself you don’t want me, that you don’t want the attention but you are doing nothing but lying to yourself. If you never wanted me then you wouldn’t whimper every time I kissed you. You wouldn’t shudder every time I touch you. Your breathing wouldn’t be as heavy with me being this close to you. You want me, Taylor.” He whispered, his eyes not leaving mine even for a split second while he said all this to me.

I let out a squeak like sound with his words…with his stare. I found myself licking my lips, feeling like my stomach was on fire. A strange feeling between my legs so much so I found myself pressing my thighs together. What the hell was happening there?

“Well, well not just do you want me. I turn you on too.” He smirked

“Eww…what? You do not, you are disgusting.” I said trying to get a hold of myself.

“Yes I do, hence the strange feeling in your stomach right now. The way you are pressing your thighs together, you are trying to stop the tingling like feeling between your legs Taylor.” He said sounding cocky.

How does he even know that? I don’t think I like that he can tell exactly what he is doing to me. I went to open my mouth to tell him he is delusional…tell him I don’t want him but when I did no words came out. My voice was silent. I wanted to wriggle out of his arms but it was like my body did not agree with that. Before I knew what was happening I felt the coldness of the wall against my back, felt his warm…toned body pressing into mine. And no matter how much I knew I should push him away I couldn’t.I never wanted to. He reached in, his lips falling at my ear, 

“See you aren't even trying to de,y it.” he said, his soft lips pressing against the curve of my neck.

I whimpered and my eyes closed over as his lips explore, explored the place where no one has explored before. His lips felt against good against my neck. I felt his teeth graze my skin for a moment. A soft moan slipping from my lips. I felt him smirk against my neck before removing his lips, looking at me.

“Did you like me kissing your neck Taylor?” he moaned at me. 

Should a guy his age be this way? By that I mean this seductive, honest, open and know how to make the opposite s*x this weak? I thought that was an older man thing, learning from experience. Surely Nate can’t be that experienced at only seventeen?

“Hmm?” was all I managed to get out after getting lost in my own thoughts. 

“I said did you like me kissing your neck?” he asked again, stroking my hips with his fingers.

“I am not answering that question cause no matter what way I answer it you will use it against me,” I said. 

“I will take that as a yes. Taylor, you can get more of that feeling if you let loose…let your body want me.” he said.

I went to respond but before I could his lips fell over mine again, pushing them hard into mine. I moaned loudly, kissing him back straight away. He pressed his body harder into mine, trapping my body between him and the wall. I found my body responding to him in ways it never has…in a way, it shouldn’t be. I found myself pressing my front against his, fisting his tee in my hands as we kissed roughly. His hands snaked around my body, grabbing my ass causing me to whimper into his lips. I could feel myself becoming breathless.My entire body becoming weak and melting against him. I never wanted him to stop but he pulled away from me. He took a step back, his breathing heavy as he looked at me. His normal colour of his eyes seeming closer to black. I kept my spot against the wall, finding small pants falling from my lips. My entire body feeling like it was burning up. A silence fell between us as we stood there, staring at each other. It seemed neither of us knew what to say or do. I can understand me being this way because of what happened. I don’t understand why he is. He has probably done all this a hundred times.

“Taylor…Nate do you want something breakfast?” I heard my mum call from downstairs

The sound of her voice made me pull myself together, made Nate do the same, 

“I will get you down the stair sexy.” He winked before leaving my room

“No mum we are OK will grab something when we are out,” I called back

I took a few deep breaths before deciding to get ready. I was not sure how spending more time with him was gonna go after what just happened. Don’t know how I am gonna handle being alone with him again. I don’t know much more I can take before I lose complete control.