Wanting Winter(6)

I don’t look away from him. I know the answer and I’m sure he knows it too. It’s like he has some power over my body as I do want to do everything he asks me too. I want to please him, so I know this will end in trouble. I don’t like that I'm already wanting him to have power over me. “I'm going.” This time I stand up and start walking away but I feel him following me.

He pulls my arm, pulling me into him, his hands going to waist. “You're angry,” he says. “Why?”

“Why won't you tell me your name?” I avoid his question.

“If I told you to kiss me, would you?” He fires back. I can feel his fingers dig into me. I gasp at the painful feeling, but it’s a pleasurable kind of feeling. I look into his eyes and they notice they have got dark. His fingers dig in deeper, pulling my body closer to his. He leans down so his mouth is close to mine. “Tell me to kiss you and I will.” I feel his tongue glide along my bottom lip, and I open my mouth a little. “Tell me,” he growls.

I look up at him, my fingers digging into his hair, my body flush against his. “No,” I say before walking out of his arms, leaving the cafeteria, my breathing coming in fast.





Trent


I watch her go, seeing that tight ass of hers sway. I look around the room and see everyone watching me. I guess we did put on an interesting show for them. A few whisper, and I glare at each of them.

“What?” I shout and they all look away as I head back to the table.

Drake is looking at me shaking his head. “You went the wrong way with that. She seems the type that hate men telling her what to do.”

I know that, but she listened to me when I told her to sit; I saw it in her eyes. She wants to obey me, she just doesn’t like that she wants to. “She likes me though.”

“Because you are different than the other men. You aren’t being obvious in getting in her pants.”

“I'm not after a quick fuck,” I tell him.

He arches his eyebrow at me. “Come on man. You want to fuck her as much as any guy here.”

I know he is including himself in his statement.

“Yeah, I want to fuck her, but I want to know her more.”

She is fascinating. I like seeing the different conflicts pass through her eyes. There’s something about her that means I can't keep away. I feel like I'm the moth and she is the flame.

She is my undoing.

“If you do fuck her, tell me if it is like everything I dreamed of. I heard her pussy is like a golden vagina: rare and beautiful.” He goes into his own world and I throw my chip at him.

Where does he get this shit from?

“I think the person who needs to get fucked here, is you.” I laugh.

“I'm working on it,” he says before looking at his phone.

I look back to the doors where Winter went. Without thinking twice about it, I stand up and decide to follow her. Saying a quick goodbye to Drake, I leave, heading down the hall, wondering where she might be. I keep walking until I see her go into the girl's bathroom.

Standing outside the door, I momentarily have second thoughts about entering, expecting that she’ll probably think I'm some stalker, but then I change my mind.

Fuck it.

Pushing the door open, I see her leaning on her hands on the counter. She faces me with a confused look before she looks at me angrily.

“What the fuck? Get out.” She stands straighter.

I walk towards her. “Tell me you want me to kiss you.”

“No,” she says bitterly.

I push her against the wall, my body blocking her in. “Tell me,” I order.

“No,” she says again, but this time her voice is softer.

I lean my face closer to hers. “Just tell me.”

“Why?” she breathes.

“Because I want to kiss you so badly.”

Her eyes search mine, the anger evaporating and interest and lust taking over. “You can’t have power over me.” Her hands go to my chest.

“Don’t you realize it yet?” I shake my head.

“What?” Her big eyes look vulnerable and cause an ache in my chest.

“It's you who has the power.”

Her eyes search mine. “Then kiss me.”

I look at her mouth.

“Please,” she pleads.

My lips goes to hers. I press my body harder against her, causing her to moan into my mouth, as I fist my hand in her hair and pull her closer to me.

Fuck, she makes me crazy.

My hands wander down her body until I reach her ass, and when I lift her, her legs wrap around me while I carry her to the counter, pressing my erection against her and feeling her nails digging into my upper arms.

I kiss her harder; I never want to stop.

Dammit, I want to be inside her so bad.

I hear the doors opening and I try to stop, but she doesn't let me. It fucking turns me on even more that she doesn't care who is watching. I pull her closer to me, and I start to kiss from her jaw, to her neck. I then start biting and sucking her neck, marking her, letting every fucker on campus know that I have branded her. She moans out into the room and I hear a couple of girls whispering behind us. Fuck it they can watch if they want.

“Get a room,” I hear a girl say.

“We are in one. Keep watching if you want, I don’t mind,” I hear Winter say against my lips, but not long after I hear the doors close once again, indicating that they have left.