Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Dangerously Captivating Chapter Song Recommendation; Renegade by Aaryan Shah
This must be his new way of torturing me now.
The teacher asks us to turn in our assignments as the class ends. My legs faltered as I dragged myself to drop mine. I had waited until a lot of the others turned in theirs. If Calix was going to tell the teacher and humiliate me, it should not be in front of the little crowd. Mr Kowalski eyes scrutinized me from behind his huge glasses that are too much of a mismatch for his face.
"Did you do the assignment with your partner?"
"Yes." I respond in a flat tone. I am silently enraged that he is using the word "partner" which sounds a little intimate.
He should have just called his last name. He lets out a low hum that holds and an undertone of suspicion. "I’ll have to confirm with him." My nerves and muscles locks on hearing that. He is looking past me.
"Lamont?" He calls out.
"Where is he?"
My eyes joined in searching for him. He is not here right now. Where is he? "He must have left. Then I presume that means you both did the assignment together. I still would have to confirm with him though."
I was called to the Dean’s office after lunch break. He said I would only do three days of detention since it was proven that Austin and Trevor truly vandalized my locker. I closed from school and had gone to my martial arts lessons still feeling uneasy about today. There is no need to be happy about any of what happened earlier because I am still not safe.
I won’t be as long as he is still in that school. Curry says that it might have been Calix. I am thinking so too, but I do not want to believe it.
Rex and I have been chatting since earlier. I told him that everything was fine when he had asked about how school was. I am overthinking, trying to guess what Calix would now be planning to do next. My thoughts keep diverting to him as much as I do not want it to. I have been standing for a long time in shower. I am feeling refreshed by the water. I love it because it always relaxes me.
Wrapping a towel around myself, I stepped out of the shower. I sight a tall moving shadow by the window. My fingers fumble on the wall to find the light switch and flip it on, illuminating the room. My heart immediately leaps out of my chest when I see him. I don’t know how I stopped myself from screaming out bloody hell. "Hey there, pet." He says, stalking towards me. I take a step back.
"What are you doing here? How did you get in?" I ask, trembling all over. His predatory gaze roaming over my body made me hyper aware of the fact that I am only in a towel that barely covers my hips. I put my hands over my shoulders to try and cover myself.
"Get out." I shriek. "Get out now or I’II—"
"Scream?" He cuts in. He smirks, still coming close to me.
"Stay away! Don’t come closer!" I say, but he does anyway. "Go ahead. Scream. That should have been your first reaction." I back away until my back meets the wall. He comes dangerously close. One or two inches more, and our bodies would make contact. I don’t like the look in his eyes right now. What happened to the glare and cold expression he always has when he sees me? I so much prefer that right now. His hand clasp tight around my wrist, stopping the hit I wanted to land.
"Getting me pissed is not a good idea, pet."
I immediately close my eyes as he raises his hand. But instead of a hit like I had expected, I feel his hand on my nape. I open my eyes, his thumb rubbing over a spot, and it is sending tingles to my spine. My toes are curling. I don’t know if it is from his touch or the spot where he is touching.
"A hickey would look so good on you right now." He whispers sultrily.
CALIX
There is what I have always wanted to see in her eyes. Helpless fear. But there is still a tinge of defiance. The way she is looking at me as if I am a dreaded beast that she should fear, coupled with how she looks half naked with nothing but a flimsy towel to cover her assets. The thought of how her body is under it, is getting me so excited. I imagine for the hundredth time how she would look in the dark red and spicy looking lingerie type bikini that is sitting in the white box on her bed right now. I am glad that I complied with the crazy thought that told me to personally get it for her.
The plan was to get a new swimwear like the one she uses before. But then I remember that she would be given a new one by the school. So I got the lingerie as a teasing. It is harmless and won’t make her flood those lovely dark eyes with tears right?
I got more than I bargained for when I snuck inside here and heard the shower running and her voice singing some annoying pop song. The plan had been to sneak in like last time.
Drop it off and maybe see her golden reaction to the warm present if I encounter her. Now I get to see what she looks like with almost nothing on. The things that I would like to do to her right now, not a single one is pure. She would fight me, that is for sure. My cock starts twitching in my pants.
Her parents are drinking and watching TV downstairs. She would scream, and they would come running to save her. How exciting it would be. But having her comply with it like a little doll would be much more exciting. She raises her hand to hit me and I easily stop it. My pet is trying to be brave when she isn’t. The thought brings me a smile.
"Getting me pissed would not be a good idea." I tell her. My gaze fall on her sweet looking fuck-me bow lips. They are a very light shade of orange now.
Her dark, wet hair is hanging in ringlets.
Fuck, it is getting a little hot in here. Has she always looked so breathtakingly stunning? I could not stop myself from staring at her in class today.
It’s like I am seeing her through new eyes.
Not that I even tried to stop myself because the more I stared at her, the more I realized how beautiful she actually is. It felt like I was drowning but doing nothing to stop and purposely allowing myself to drown.
It made me wonder if she had gotten plastic surgery. A thought that I quickly dismissed because I heard it takes quite some time to heal once you have it.
Her small oval shaped face. Eyelashes that seem to be naturally long, framing her dark eyes. Her eyes are naturally slanted. Not drawn. They are almond shaped. Her eyeballs itself is not just dark, it looks like spilled ink. Not clean or neat. But raw and staining. I always felt color eyes like mine were more beautiful. But this one looks so lovely. And it’s all bare and natural. Not carefully applied makeup.
I feel this would be impossible to erase now that I have really seen her like this. What is getting to me most of all is the milky white tone of her skin. Now I have gone past imagining the possible sight of her in that lingerie fabric. I am thinking what else would look good on her.
Complete nakedness. That is one sure thing.
Being against the wall with her legs spread wide apart and hooked on each of my arms with me driving into her.
Her sweating from every pore, moans coming out from those lips, them closing around my girth as I thrust in and out of her mouth.
She is so dangerously captivating now that I can barely resist wanting to do all the things in my head.
The sensation is so intense and deeply invasive.
Gawd, I am getting hard now. She is still backing away like she wants to enter into the wall, but too bad it is impossible. Her eyes shuts as I reach my hand out to touch her nape. She soon reopens them, her breath quickening as I touch a spot.
"A hickey would look so good on you right now." Her shocked and scared expression is everything.
I back away from her. Leaving through the window the way I came in before I would actually put a mark on her skin. Or do something more stupid than that.
That night, I came to a decision. I was going to get a taste of Gweneth Calloway one way or another. And to do that, she needs to fall for me like every other girl.
I know what this means. And I’m all in.