Damage is Done

6. You can give it back to me.

*Mature Content*

“So, you talk in class, we get punished and now you’re asking me to look out for you while you ditch detention?” This girl really did know how to stump people.

Chloe pouted. “Come on, V! You know Charlie needs me. I can’t say no to him, can I? Besides, he is already waiting outside. Just make sure nobody notices I am not here and call/text me if they do.”

I sighed, fine, if she wanted to ditch her best friend for love, what can I do?

Aah, fiiiine. I am being dramatic. “Okay, okay. You go, I’ll be your look out, your highness” I said, bowing.

Giggling, she turned around to leave. “We will talk about what happened today annddd I promise I will make it up to youuu” and just like that, she was gone. 

As she left, the fact that I was all alone in the creepy looking room at the end of the hall, after school hours became very evident to me. Was I the only one in detention today? Shouldn’t there be a teacher?

As I was thinking this, I heard footsteps. That must be the teacher. I obediently sat down at the back and took out a book, trying to look innocent for some reason. I have been in detention before but never have I been alone. I felt very aware of my surrounding as the footsteps inched closer. 

I looked up immediately as soon as I sensed somebody enter.

“You?” Both our voices mixed together in confusion. Ugh, this day couldn’t get any worse. Please don’t take that as a challenge, God. 

“Did you follow me?” Adrian said, eyeing me suspiciously. Doing my best to hold back a scoff, I said “Can you please stop thinking everything is about you for a second? Why the f**k would I follow you into detention and get here before you?”

“Maybe you want to be alone with me? I mean, the kiss was very pretty nice” he smirked.

Alone? “Isn’t the teacher coming?” 

Hearing me say that, he laughed. “I am guessing you aren’t here often. Mr. Erikson doesn’t bother showing up. I was actually planning to leave right after coming but I might just stay now.” 

I immediately got up to leave. “And if anybody is thinking about leaving, I might tell Mr. Erikson about it.” Adrian said, sitting right next to me.

Oh no, Chloe would also get in trouble if he does that.

“Fine. But I am not sitting next to you” I said, moving to another desk. He immediately got up and sat next to me. “You can try”

Seriously? Wasn’t he apologetic just a few hours earlier? “I see how sorry you are.”

His expression immediately darkened. “I was sorry... but like you said, you hurt me and now we are even.”

“I hurt you?” I couldn’t believe my ears. “And what the hell did I do to you?” Rolling my eyes, I looked at him, waiting for him to enlighten me.

“Didn’t you hurt me?” He said, making my eyes avert to his groin immediately. Clearing my throat, I said “ Well, it wasn’t enough.”

I turned around in my seat, not wanting to face him anymore. It’s so goddamn hard to not look at his lips and think about how he pulled me in and how his lips felt against mine as his hands roamed around my back. I want to kiss him again. So bad.

Do I like that he kissed me without my consent? No. Was I right in speaking up for myself? Yes. Have I been thinking about that kiss? Yes. Was I turned on? Yes.

“Look at me” he said in a sincere voice. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”

Yes, you can kiss me again but this time because I want you to. Ugh, the fact that we were completely alone right now was making me think of...things. 

I wanted him to touch me. 

Should I just say it? I shut my eyes. f**k it, so many things happened today unexpectedly. f**k it f**k it f**k it f**k it. I’m gonna do it.

“There is something you could do” I said, turning around to face him.

Raising his brow, he looked at me as he inched closer on the seat. That’s not helping at all! 

“What is it? I’ll do it.”

Taking a deep breath, I said. “You can give it back to me.”

“What bullshit is that, how can I give it bac-oh” he looked at me, surprised.

“I am going to be honest, did not expect that at all” of course he was smirking now. “Mhmm, so you liked it huh?”

“No.” I lied. “I didn’t but it was my first kiss and I don’t want to waste it.” Well, not a complete lie. 

“Your first kiss? Shit.” I nodded. “That’s right, that’s why if you want to make it up to me, you should make it memorable.” Where were these words coming from? Was I actually challenging him like that? 

“Oh I’m going to make it memorable alright” he said as he grabbed both my hands and pulled me towards him. “You want this, right?” **Mature Content**

Ugh, I get that he’s trying to correct his mistake but he's just so goddamn slow. “Shut up.” I said, as I covered his lips with mine. He was shocked at first but immediately melted in my arms.

My right hand was buried in his hair as my left hand caressed his cheek.

His hands though were roaming all over my waist and back. The kiss started sweet but immediately became rushed and passionate. Our hands were all over each other as he pulled me up to his lap.

The very groin I kneed this morning was pressed against my core through my skirt. I could feel him get bigger as his tongue switched between devouring my mouth and leaving hot, fiery kisses on my collarbone. 

My hands moved to unbutton his shirt when an idea presented itself to me. Slowly but steadily, I started moving against his legs, making him harder. I could feel him wanting more as he hastily unbuttoned my own shirt and taking it off. His has been off for a while. I was grinding him as both our shirts were thrown somewhere in the room. Now all that was separating our chests was my bra. His lips trailed down my collarbone, all the way to my cleavage as I felt his mouth of my mound, making my n*****s hard. As his mouth was on my left n****e, over my bra, his fingers reached the right one. 

We were now properly grinding against each other. I could feel him wanting to burst out of his jeans and my panties were soaking wet every time I felt him against my core. 

Pulling down my bra from my right boob, he pulled away, admiring my n****e. He stared for a good minute before he reached to touch it with his finger. Finding it difficult to hold it back anymore, I let out a moan.

I could see he liked that because his lips were immediately back on mine.

While he was doing that, his hands reached to my back to undo the hooks on my bra in order to properly take it off.

In that second, I became very aware of everything that was happening. I was in school right now, in detention...on Adrian Smith’s lap, making out as his fingers and mouth devoured my breasts. And the only things separating us were his jeans and my underwear. My skirt was giving him full access and if I didn’t stop it right now, I will actually lose my virginity to Adrian f*****g Smith.

"What do you want me to do?" He said in a husky voice, nearly making me reach the edge.

"I-uh-I" Lost in how good it felt, I couldn't get my words out. "What do you want?" He asked again. while I shuddered in ecstasy. Should I just let him happen? Oh god....

**** End of Mature Content****

"Hello! Earth to Violette. What the f**k do you want?" he said, his voice no longer husky, snapping me right outta my day dream.

Did I just imagine all that? Uggggh. s**t. 

When I looked up, the eyes that were just looking at me filled with lust were staring down at me with concern. I looked down to see his hands were so far away from me. I know I just imagined it but it left me completely hot and bothered.

Oh god, what kind of a pervert am I?