Leslie
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“Take that back.” he growls.
I narrow my eyes at him. “Or what?”
He walks up to the kitchen island and leans on his palms, placing them on either said of me. His hips between my legs.
I bite my lip when his scent covers me. He smells so good, I just want to bury my face in his neck and inhale.
“You just disgraced the Holy pizza, that deserves punishment. So take it back.”
He clenches his jaw as he stares me down. I can feel the heat coming out of his body in waves. I want to feel more of him, surrounding me, inside me.
'Fuck, get a hold of yourself, Les.'
“What punishment are we talking about?” The words fall out of my mouth without my permission.
His eyes darken and a groan comes out of his chest. “You're playing with fire, Red.”
I roll my eyes at him. I hate that nickname. So unoriginal, before I can respond he grabs my hair from behind and pulls me until his lips are just a breath away from mine.
“What did I say would happen if you rolled your eyes at me again?” he growls and I fuckin' whimper. His hold on me has me feeling submissive.
This is not me. I'm not the submissive type. If anything I'm usually the dominant one. Getting my composure back, I say, “Are you going to do something about it, or just keep throwing out empty threats.”
He smirks as he leans closer, brushing his lips with mine. I moan when I feel the warmth of his lips.
He groans and moves his head lower, biting my neck. The shock of the pain mixed with pleasure feels like lighting between my legs.
“You drive me crazy.” he growls as he goes to nibble my ear lobe next. “You better behave or I'll forget that your mother is in the next room.”
I whimper when I feel the loss of his heat as he moves and goes back to making the pizza.
“So what toppings do you and your mom like?” he asks as if he didn't just turn my world upside down with his little tease.
I clear my throat and down the entire glass of wine. “Pepperoni and lots of cheese for both of us.”
He turns his head to me and winks, 'jerk'. He knows exactly what he just did to me. I get off the counter and say, “I'll go take a quick shower while it's in the oven.”
“Don't go touching yourself now.” he jokes. I take an orange from the fruit basket and throw it at him. He laughs out loud as he dogdes it.
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I find my mother flicking through channels on the TV. “I like him.” she says.
“You like everyone mom.”
She ignores what I said and continues, “And I can see that you like him too.”
I exhale a heavy breath. “Don't start, and don't think you're off the hook about that grand babies comment. I'm going to take a quick shower and be right back.” I kiss her on the cheek and head to my place.
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After a hot shower, I change into shorts and a t-shirt and head back to Jake's place. I find the living room empty. “Mom, Jake,” I call out but no one answers.
I head to the kitchen only to find it empty. I see the pizza's are still in the oven but no Jake in sight. I turn to walk out and run into a massive solid wet wall.
Strong hands reach out to hold me steady. “Wow, you okay?” Jakes voice comes out low and rough. That's when I realise the solid wall under my hands is his chest.
“Yeah,” my voice sounds breathless. I try to say more but I can't.
My eyes trail the wet droplets of water flowing from his hair down his body. I feel the need to lick them off him one by one. His hands on my arms move lower to my back and he holds me by the waist.
Without thinking, I stroke my fingers through his chest and my pinky grazes his nipples. He groans, “Red, you're killing me here.”
That finally snaps me out of my trance and I take a step back from him. “Uumh! Where is my mom?” I ask him, trying to distract myself from the awkwardness.
He clenches his fist on his side before releasing them. “She said something came up. She left right after you did actually.” He moves past me to the oven.
My eyes follow him. That's when I notice he's still in just a towel. He pulls the pizzas out of the oven and places them on the counter to cool down.
“I'll just go put on some clothes, I'll be right back.” Before he walks out of the room, he turns back to me. “Did you behave?” he asks.
I meet his eyes for the first time since he entered the room. The heat from his gaze makes me want to melt where I stand. “What do you mean?”
“I mean did you touch yourself when you were in the shower?” he asks with a cocky grin on his face and I blush.
'Damn him!'
“No, I didn't.” I say defensively even though I really didn't. I wanted to prove to myself that I didn't have to make myself come everytime I was around him just to be able to act normal.
'That was a big mistake.'
“Good,” he starts to leave but I stop him. “Why is it good?”
He's eyes trail from my eyes down to my body. Even though I have clothes on, I still feel naked under his scrutiny. Every part that his eyes move to feels like a physical touch.
By the time his eyes come back to mine I feel hot all over. He stares at me with an intense expression. “Because if I'm not going to get any relief from this torture then neither should you.”
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