ErzaLockhart_8373

Felon
/fè-lun/
Cruel; Wicked. 


I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. 


"Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. 
[I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.]



I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. 



"You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. 



"I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. 



"But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cruel; Wicked. The Felon

Now he was standing in between my legs whilst pressing his chest against mine. I could feel every muscle of his warm chest against mine due to the thin fabric of my shirt.

Stuck in my breath due to our closed proximities, I just stared at him with wide eyes. He inched himself closer to my lips, and I turned my head to the right inching myself back gulping nervously.

He dipped his head into my neck inhaling me like an Alpha making me shudder in response to his actions.

"I know you imagine me sniffing you" He said huskily into my ear.

I closed my eyes tightly, and opened to compose myself. "Even if you are the last person on this planet, I would never imagine you doing that" I said hastily.

Chapter 27