Chapter 37: Why Do I Feel This Way?

He closed his eyes and rushed in, his lips brushed mine and another knock came at the door.

"Damn it!" He exhaled and groaned like he was in physical pain. He gulped the air loudly and hung his head in displeasure. I looked up at his face with his hair swaying in front of his wrinkled forehead. His eyebrows pushed together and I could see that he was suffering.

He reached his hand into his trousers, and adjusted his rock hard manhood before hiding the obvious eye-candy bulge with his tunic. "What?" He roared and backed away from me, squeezing his eyes shut in contempt, displeased that he had been interrupted for the second time today.

I exhaled and held my chest to prevent my heart from leaping out. I braced myself against the wall, trying to catch my breath, my eyes wide in shock from this desire he had formed inside me.

'What is wrong with me? I shouldn't be wanting this. I don't even like him! He's a stupid, selfish jerk!'