TAINTED HEARTS (ENGLISH)

TAINTED HEARTS 18

Chapter 18

It took me a while to process what he said. My smile slowly faded as I watched his car drive away. I couldn’t chase after it anymore, and I couldn’t ask if he was serious.

I pouted as I walked toward my next class. Would he really throw it away? Wouldn’t it be a waste if he just threw it? I didn’t even know if it was true yet, but I was already feeling regretful.

After class, the grumpy man was waiting outside. He was wearing glasses and had his arms crossed as he leaned against his car. Black pants, white T-shirt, and a denim jacket. As usual, he was wearing his gold personalized bar necklace. I would sometimes play with it whenever we were sitting beside each other. It hung down to his chest, and I always liked touching it. When he was in formal clothes and teaching, it would be tucked inside his shirt. Now, it was out, perfectly matching his getup.

“Hi, Xena!”

I stopped in my tracks as a guy blocked my way toward Lennox.

“I was here this morning. My class just ended, so I was only able to come back now.”

I couldn’t react right away. He was so close, and it was too late when I realized who blocked me.

“By the way, I’m Kian. You’re Xena, am I right? I asked your friend about your name.”

I froze. I think he’s just about my age. Without a doubt, I could say that his face was really handsome. My lips parted slightly as I stared at him. He was young, and the type of guy any girl could ask for. I smiled at him. I was about to reach for his hand to stop him from introducing himself further, but before I could touch it, I quickly pulled my hand back when Lennox’s car horn blared several times. Both Kian and I turned toward the car when it didn’t stop honking.

“Is that your ride?” the guy in front of me asked.

“Uh, yeah! Sorry, I’ll go ahead!”

I didn’t wait for him to reply. I ran straight to the car and hopped inside. Lennox immediately sped off as soon as I had buckled my seatbelt.

“I thought you didn’t like him?”

He angrily yanked off his glasses and slammed them into the compartment. My eyes widened at his behavior, and I stared at him.

“Are you jealous?” I asked, half-amused, half-surprised.

He glanced at me, and the rage in his eyes almost made me shrink back.

“What do you think?!”

I bit my lip, not knowing whether I should be happy that he was jealous or scared because of how fast he was driving. He even took a shortcut, so the road was dark. The car’s headlights were the only source of light. No other cars were around, and if the windows were open, we’d surely hear the insects chirping.

“I don’t like him—”

“Then what the hell was that?! Why are you staring at that man whenever he’s in front of you?! Don’t deny it, Xena! I saw it!” His breathing was fast, and his neck and parts of his face were flushed.

“I was just trying to be polite—”

“For f**k’s sake! You have a boyfriend, Xena! Why do you have to be polite? Is it because he’s young? Do you think you two looked good together?!”

He was gritting his teeth, his jaw tightening. His driving grew even faster, and fear crept in.

“Lennox! Stop the car!”

I grabbed his arm, but he didn’t calm down. He wasn’t listening, cutting me off whenever I tried to speak. I couldn’t even see the road ahead, even with the headlights on. What if there was a cliff ahead? At this speed, it would be too late to stop.

“I said stop! You’re scaring me!” I screamed in fear. “I’ll jump if you don’t stop, Lennox!”

He froze, then slowly brought the car to a stop. He turned toward me, quickly unfastening his seatbelt.

“s**t, I’m sorry,” he whispered, his eyes apologetic.

“What’s happening to you?”

He sighed deeply and rubbed his face with both hands.

“I’m sorry. When I saw you reaching for his hand, I thought you would go with him and leave me.”

His eyes stared blankly into the dark road.

My eyes softened. I unbuckled my own seatbelt. Why would he even think I’d leave him?

“Hey,” I called.

We were in a dark, secluded place. Only the tall grass and the light from the sky illuminated us.

“I won’t leave you. Why would you think that?”

He shook his head, breathing heavily, his face turned toward the window now. Was he insecure? How? He was a hundred times more handsome and hotter than that guy. My chest ached. I suddenly felt bad. I was in love with him, and I didn’t want him to feel insecure.

Without thinking, I lifted myself up and straddled him. His eyes widened, back pressing against the seat. He looked up at me, surprised. I didn’t let him ask; I quickly found his slightly parted lips in the dark.

He didn’t understand why I suddenly kissed him, but his hands moved instinctively. They softly circled around my waist as I kissed him passionately. I kissed him with full confidence and with my whole heart. I wanted him to feel that it was always only him and no one else. I slowly and gently ignited the fire between us. I wanted to burn away his insecurity with my warmth, so he wouldn’t think I’d leave him.

At first, he was confused. But eventually, he growled and chased my lips with hungry kisses. It was as if my hot but shallow kisses weren’t enough for him. I could feel him throbbing and swelling beneath me, so I ground my hips against him to tease him more.

“Ah . . .” He grunted, gripping my waist tightly. “Baby, we should stop.”

He tried to stop me, but I didn’t. I rubbed myself against him again and again while my lips trailed from his jaw down to his neck. He swallowed hard when my tongue licked his muscled collarbone. Then my lips climbed back up, capturing his again, and he kissed me back just as eagerly.

“Haa, f**k,” he cursed, breaking the kiss when he felt my hands unbuttoning his pants. “Xena . . .” He gritted his teeth as he looked down at my hands.

“I want you . . . really . . .” I whispered, and without another word, I unzipped his pants.

His manhood was throbbing erratically inside his boxers. My hands trembled. It was as if it had a life of its own, and I got excited. I was about to touch him, but he stopped my hand before I could. I looked up at him.

“You’ll regret it tomorrow.”

I shook my head and removed the hand that was holding me back so I could touch him.

“I won’t regret this . . . I love you . . .”

His lips parted as he stared blankly at me. This time, he didn’t stop my hand when it went down again. I pulled his boxers’ waistband down. I gasped when his c**k sprang free. I was shocked and stunned for a moment. He was so thick and huge. I bit my lower lip, then looked at him nervously. He was now breathing heavily; fire and desire were all written on his face. I touched him. I barely held him because he was really too big. I gripped him and moved my hand up and down.

“Ah, shit.” He flinched. “Your hand is so cold.”

His adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he closed his eyes. His lips parted, his face slightly contorted. He looked like he was in pain, but I didn’t think he really was. He was trembling with every move of my hand. What was he feeling? Did he like it? I wondered if he was even going to fit me. I was so nervous, but I wanted him. I was burning right now, and no one could stop me.

After a few more strokes of my hand, his breathing grew heavier. His grip on both sides of my waist tightened. He growled. His eyes flew open. He unbuttoned my uniform, leaving me in my lace bra. Seconds later, he quickly unhooked my bra and leaned down to kiss my breast. I gasped when his lips touched the tip of my chest. At the same time, my hand holding him tightened. He bit my n****e hard.

“If you don’t stop me now, I will not hold back.”

I held his face in both of my hands and leveled it with mine so I could kiss him.

“Don’t hold back,” I said.

He placed me back in my seat without breaking our kisses. He moved something at the side so the backrest would recline, laying me down on the chair. He climbed on top of me, expertly undressing while keeping his eyes on my body.

He pulled my skirt up to my waist, then hurriedly yanked down my lace panties. He couldn’t take them off right away because of my shoes, but I lifted my body, and I heard the fabric tear.

“What did you do?” I asked.

He didn’t answer me. Instead, he lifted me higher and quickly pinned me underneath him. My head almost dangled off the edge of the seat, my hair spilling loosely behind me. He kissed me thoroughly, alternately biting my lower lip and my upper lip. With every bite, a low moan escaped me. Then he pulled away and stopped kissing me.

“Are you really sure about this?” he asked again, giving me one last chance to back out.

I nodded quickly. “I’m sure, and there’s no way I will change my mind.”

He swallowed hard before rushing back to my lips. He kissed my eyes, my forehead, my nose, and my cheeks. Then his lips trailed down to my jaw, neck, and breasts. I let out a short gasp when his warm, wet tongue began playing with my peaks, rolling his tongue teasingly around the tip, then sucking and biting it hard and aggressively.

The air conditioner was blasting cold air, but I was sweating. The heat of my body was overpowering the chill inside the car. He grabbed my skirt and pulled it off completely. Now I was completely bare, with only my black shoes left on me. His lips scorched my whole body as he trailed down my stomach and lower abdomen, going even further down to my . . .

“Wait! What are you—Ah!” Before I could even finish protesting, I already felt his tongue there.

I almost cursed in my head. My hands gripped tightly on the side of the seat, as if I was about to fall and needed to hold on for dear life. I gasped loudly as he continued. I could hear the wet sounds of kisses. He was definitely devouring my flesh. Kissing and sucking me unpredictably. This was the first time I had ever felt this. And it felt so damn good.

I gave my whole weight to the chair and shut my eyes tightly. I looked down at him with half-lidded eyes. Lennox was holding my legs firmly, keeping me from moving. He was so damn hot and aggressive while he was between my thighs, licking and nibbling my buds mercilessly.

“Lennox!” I called out when I felt something building in my lower belly. I didn’t know whether to stop him or let him continue.

I called his name again, but instead of stopping or slowing down, he went faster. My eyes widened when I felt something entering me. When I glanced down, I realized he had slid his middle finger inside me.

“Lennox!” I gasped in shock when I felt his finger fully buried inside. I called him again while my hand reached up to tug on his hair.

He didn’t stop. His finger started moving in and out while his mouth continued sucking me relentlessly. I called his name again and again until I had no choice but to scream out my release.

My walls clenched around his finger, which was still moving slowly. My s*x grew even more sensitive as he continued sucking. My hips jerked violently from the overwhelming sensation. I nearly fainted, overwhelmed by the pleasure. It was so good, beyond this world. It felt like he had rocked my entire being with just his soft, luscious mouth.

My eyes squeezed shut as the sensations slowly subsided, as my soul gradually returned to my body. My hands searched blindly for something to hold on to, not even knowing what I was grabbing.

Before I had fully come back to my senses, still in that vulnerable state, I felt something hot pressing against me down below. Panting, I forced my eyes open. My gaze locked with Lennox’s. Both of us were flushed and intoxicated by the thick scent of desire trapped inside the car.

“I will go inside now, and it will be painful.”