The Assassin's Kryptonite

Feverish

“Shut up and kiss me.”

I was feeling feverish. Do I still have a fever or am I just too hot for him?

I guess my body has a way of answering my brain’s question because while he was kissing me thoroughly, I winced as I felt the throbbing pain in my head and in my groin.

“Camille?” We stopped kissing as I massaged my temples. It felt like I hit my head somewhere and I liked it, so I repeatedly bang my head and now this. Ugh! Why did my head need to hurt when I was literally kissing this delicious man in front of me? ugh!

“Camille?” I heard his worried voice once more as I opened my eyes. It’s comical how his eyes looked worried and lusty at the same time. Like what the hell? I was supposed to tease him but thinking how I feel right now, I’m quite sure my eyes reflect the same thing as him.

“Trevor,” I murmured, blushing. Now, I’m blushing? Like what the hell? I’m blushing yet I’m sitting astride him? Are you serious right now Camille Louella Herrera Montellano? I tried to get off his lap, but he tightened his hold on my waist.

“Where are you going?” he asked, which made me blush because why is he even asking? Of course, I’m getting off of him because I’m hairsbreadth away from his crotch! And he’s wearing cotton shorts for Pete’s sake!

“I’ll get off of you,” I whispered, avoiding his gaze, but I almost prayed to the heavens when instead of letting me go, he pulled me more, almost making me bump his chest. And God I swear, I’m feeling something already!

“Why?” he asked, confused. What the freak? Why is he even confused?

“Huh?” I asked even more confused than he was.

“Hmm?”

“I’ll get off of you so we can talk,” I tried to explain.

“I can understand you just fine even if you’re sitting on my lap,” he answered, which made me squirm so badly.

“But--”

“Are you okay? How are you feeling?” he cut me off as he put his other hand on my forehead again. He then wiped the side of my face and that’s just when I realized how much I’m sweating.

“I’m sweating,” I exclaimed as I tried to get away once more. But of course, he just tightened his hold on me. “I’ll just change my clothes, I might smell bad now,” I tried to negotiate.

“Huh?” he exclaimed then what he did next almost made me jump from where I’m sitting. “You smell like a baby,” he exclaimed as he sniffed my neck. I stopped breathing as he continued to sniff me.

There are two things that are making me want to bury myself. First, I’m really sweating so bad because I can feel the coldness on my back because of the sweat hence, I might really smell bad. Second, I can f*****g feel his hot breath while his face is burrowed on my neck and I’m feeling mixed emotions already.

“Trevor Helios, what are you doing?” I can’t help but ask because I’m starting to have difficulty breathing with what he's doing to me.

“Proving to you that you don’t smell bad,” he answered.

“Okay, fine. I don’t smell bad, but I still want to change,” I exclaimed. “I feel sticky,” I added.

He raised his head from my neck as he stared at me. I thought he’d finally let me go but I was surprised when he suddenly ducked and captured my lips with his.

“Trevor….” I opened my mouth to protest but he took the opportunity to invade my mouth. When he started sucking my tongue, the thought of making him stop already disappeared from my mind. Oh god, what am I doing?

I heard a moan and with the way I’m feeling right now, I couldn’t care less who that moan came from. I was thinking deeply how his lips can taste like wine and cherry at the same time when he suddenly stopped.

“Why?” I asked shamelessly but was surprised when he made me raise my hands as he took off my shirt. “What?” I exclaimed, getting nervous now because I am f*****g don’t have a bra!

“Trevor?” I asked nervously as his kisses went down from my lips to my neck. Oh god, why does this feel so good? How am I supposed to stop him when this feels so good?

I can’t help but pull his hair as he sucked and bit a part of my neck. I’m sure that would leave a hickey because my past boyfriends have done the same thing, but this is the first time that I felt like I cannot get enough of someone’s kisses. How ironic? I’m literally menstruating and yet I’m making out with someone! With Trevor!

His kisses went from my neck to my lips once more. He bit my lower lip then entered my mouth again. I moaned when he sucked my tongue as he nibbled my lip. I felt his hand from my wait move up and down my back which made every nerve of my body tingle with pleasure.

“Hmm….”

He suddenly stopped kissing me which made me open my tightly closed eyes.

“What?” I asked, trying to breathe evenly. He literally took me breathing away.

“What do you want me to do?” he suddenly asked me.

“You’ve been kissing me continuously and now you’re asking me what I want you to do?” I can’t help but exclaim and laugh along with him when he starts chuckling.

“You’re such a per--” he cut me once more when he kissed my lips. “You have a habit of cutting me off, huh?” I exclaimed.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked me once more. Which I refused to answer. Of course, I wanted him to kiss me! But does he really want me to say that out loud? That’s so embarrassing!

“Uhm….” I hesitated as I felt my face burning! Ugh!

“What do you want me to do, Camille Louella?” he asked.

“Kiss me….” I whispered looking down because I can’t stand the look, he’s giving me! it’s like he plans to devour me or something and I admit that he looked home but still!

“Kiss you where?” he whispered as he moved and kissed the lower part of my ear which made me tingle again.

“What?” I wasn’t sure what he said because he’s giving me light and fury hot kisses all over my face.

“I said, where do you want me to kiss you?”

“Huh?” I still don’t think I’m in the right mind because I seem to not understand whatever the f**k he’s saying.

“Do you want me to kiss you here?” he asked as I felt his tongue on my neck.

“How about here?” he asked once more, cupping my breast. Wait what? My breasts? I opened my eyes and I saw his back as his face is on my neck while his hands are molding my breast.

“Here?” he asked once more.

“Huh? What do you mean--” I wasn’t able to finish my question as he captured one of my n*****s, sending me delicious tingles on my groin.