Pretend

Adea

My body was flushed and I ignored the tingly feeling I felt whenever his lips were on me. His proximity was doing things to me that I had no business feeling. I could pretend that I couldn’t feel his hardness but there was an ache building in me that couldn’t be played off as well.

“Let’s not pretend we care about other girls, huh, Ady?” Shane’s voice was husky and full of dark promises. His lips were so close that his breath tickled my ear. He didn’t sound angry but there was something in his tone.

“I don’t know what you mean,” My voice was calm and composed. The opposite of how I felt. The opposite of how he was making me feel. My voice betrayed nothing and as Shane pulled back a little to me, my expression didn’t either.

My hands were held firmly above my head and I knew it would be futile to struggle. Deep down a part of me didn’t want to put up a fight. Despite being unable to move, I managed to look unfazed as I looked into the eyes of my captor.