I had completely lost it, biting my lip harder as I watched the guy go with no sign of stopping. It was like watching one of those p**n videos Freya always forced me to watch, only this time I was actually enjoying it, feeling things and wanting to be in their shoes.
“Are you turned on just by watching them, Mia?” Axel’s voice snapped me back to him and quickly I looked back to the book. Oh yeah, he was saying something about factoring. s**t, I had for a moment forgotten what I was here for.
“No,” I managed to say as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Of course not. This is gross.”
“Really?” His voice carried a kind of challenge. I looked at him, daring him to prove me wrong when he reached down on my lap and closed the book, his fingers lingering on the cover right over my thigh. That contact sent a spark through me.
“Stop this,” I said, pushing his hands away. It took all my willpower. I glanced around and the air was thick with s*x. The moans and groans, God, and the way Axel was looking at me like he could see every filthy thought that raced in my mind.
Before I knew it, Axel had lifted me up and placed me on his lap. “What are you doing?” I asked as his fingers slid higher on my thigh, barely under the hem of my skirt. Somehow I didn’t tell him to stop because I didn’t want him to.
Crazy as it was, in fact I wanted him to go further. For him to put his hands under my skirt while his other hand grabbed my n*****s. It was like he heard my pleas as his hands moved into my skirt and then I felt his fingers brush the edge of my panties.
“Axel…” I gasped, shame filling me but the need of wanting him overriding whatever I was feeling as I rocked my hips toward his touch without second thoughts.
“See?” he murmured, his voice low. “You are wet just from watching.” He said and I realised his hand had touched my panties on purpose to feel it. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I… I’m not,” I tried to deny but it died when he leaned in and kissed the side of my neck. His teeth grazed my skin, causing me to shiver.
“Lesson one…” he whispered onto my neck. “Don’t hide it. Own it. The way she’s owning it over there.” Holding my breath, I tilted my head toward the girl kneeling, licking her lips clean. “You could do that and keep a guy like me on my knees for you.” He added and with trembling hands I set the notebook aside.
Then he pulled his hand back and our gaze locked. “Say yes, Mia. Let me show you,” he said and there was something in his eyes, something that felt like the death of me as I nodded quickly, swallowing hard.
“Yes,” I told him. “I want you to show me.” I said and he grinned, making that smug look that I always hated but right now it made him so irresistible that I was scared for my life for the thoughts that were in my head.