CHAPTER 4. "FATAL SEDUCTION"

"My roommate is back," I whispered urgently, scanning the room for a place to hide. "We can't let her find us like this." He raised an eyebrow.

"Jessica?. What about her. She wouldn't mind". He voice trailed off nonchalantly. I shot him a stern look. 

"Well I do mind. It's my first day here, and I don't want her to think I'm...you know." I trailed off, my cheeks flushing.

"Alright, what do you propose we do". He said smiling, as if this situation amuses him.

"There, hurry!" I whispered, pointing to the wardrobe as we both dashed towards it. I pushed him in first, then followed, closing the door behind us. We found ourselves in a cramped space, our bodies pressed together. He leaned in, his head bent close to my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my neck. 

"This spooky situation, I like it," he whispered, his voice low and playful, his smile evident even in the darkness. My cheeks flushed as I felt his hot breath on my skin, our faces inches apart.

"Wh-whose fault is that?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. He opened his mouth to respond, but I quickly shushed him with a finger to his lips. Just in time, as my roommate walked in with another girl, oblivious to our hiding spot. I held my breath, my heart racing, as we remained frozen in place, hidden behind the wardrobe's doors.

"I thought Zayn texted me that he was already waiting at my room". Jessica said, scanning the room with confused expression, in hopes to find Zayn. 

I locked eyes with him, and my mind involuntarily registered the fact that this stunning stranger's name was Zayn - a name that sounded surprisingly sexy. Wait, what?. What the hell am I even thinking. This is not the time to think about such things. He's so close to me now, all I have to do is just to slip my hand in and collect his phone. I'll never get another chance like this.

"Well, you know Zayn and his antics, always so unpredictable." the other girl spoke up.

"But his car is still parked downstairs, so he must be around here somewhere," Jessica said, reapplying her lipstick while looking at the mirror as she spoke. 

"Let's hurry up and find him, so we can head to the party together."

As she primped, I seized the opportunity to execute my secret plan, slowly sliding my hand down into the pocket of the wardrobe-sharing stranger - Zayn. My movement was deliberate and silky smooth, designed to avoid drawing his attention. My heart raced with anticipation, hoping to succeed in my secret mission without getting caught.

But something has been poking me in my abdomen since we entered the Wardrobe, it's probably a stray hanger somewhere. It was making me uncomfortable so I had to remove it first. I touch it, my grip firm and steady.

I moved the hanger but it won't budge. But something was wrong. The object was soft and warm, almost...alive.. Something in me like the way it felt in my hand. My mind struggled to comprehend the strange sensation. A shiver ran through me as my hand involuntarily tightened around it, my body seemingly responding to its presence in a way that left me both fascinated and unsettled.

"Ughhhh" Zayn moaned slightly. Is he crazy. Why the hell is he moaning in this situation. I tried to move the hanger again but it didn't budge. But I felt like it was coming out because it felt like it grew longer.

"Easy there. I see your body is craving my Dick that much". He said, his velvet voice a whisper plea. What the hell is he talking about his dick. Wait, don't tell me. The realisation just hit me, why would a hanger be in between us, as I gaze downwards. 

What my eyes beheld, my mind couldn't fathom. I was holding Zayn's dick so firmly. It felt like multiple thunder bolt just struck me as shivers run down my spine and paralyze my movement. So all this time, what I was holding was his dick. Even thinking about it makes me weak. I wanted to unhand it but it felt like my hand was glue to it and my frozen body won't budge. It felt like I was in a motionless state; Euphoria.

"Do you like the way it feels" he whispered, his low and husky voice sends shivers down my spine breaking the spell his dick held against me as I unhand it immediately and rested my head on his chest. Embarrassment won't let me look him in the eye. It wasn't enough that I had to turn around.

But, I think I just made the situation worst as his dick Pierce right in the middle of my ass cheeks and I was still wearing just pants. Jolt of electricity ran through my veins.

"Ughhh". I couldn't help but release a soft moan. It felt so fucking good with his dick trying to trespass my privacy.

"Yes, just like that. You're starting to understand it-your body language" he whispered, his warm breath caressing my skin as he drew closer and gently bit my neck. I felt like I was forcefully transported to the heavenly realm as my two hands and body press against the Wardrobe door as if to anchor myself to this newfound ecstasy.

 His hands spread my ass cheeks so his dick can poke deeper in my ass. His right hand now slowly caress my skin. It moved fluidly, from my waist it caressed, attempting to invade my panties. My cheeks were burning red. As I kept shaking ceaselessly. He seem to notice it.

"Is this the first time you're being touched like this". He asked his husky voice laced with curiosity. I nodded mutely, too paralyzed to utter a single word.

"Seriously, is your boyfriend that boring". He chuckled amusingly. I remained speechless- Justin and I had made plans to have sex after am done with college. That is, if I never found my wonder boy.

"Don't worry, I'll give you what your boyfriend couldn't". He said as his tantalising fingers started crawling down to my pussy. No this isn't right, I have a boyfriend, and I like him. I don't want to cheat on him. I have to stop this, but at the same time, my body wouldn't respond. It's as if he has my body under a spell. It won't respond to my will. Every inch of my skin, every inch of my body is secretly yearning for his fingers and I have no control of them. What to do, I can't even think straight. Someone please, safe me. Am afraid if I do this now, there's is no going back. I closed my eyes, trapped in a world of forbidden bliss.

"Hey, whose towel is that?". Jessica's friend asked as she picked up my towel from the floor.

"Not mine," Jessica replied, "Must be my roommate's.

"Wait, you have a roommate" her friend asked curiously.

"Yeah. She arrived today. Speaking of which, where is she. She's supposed to be here". Jessica said her eyes scanning the room as she stood up from her makeup position. It seems she was done with her makeup.

"Whatever, just toss the towel in the wardrobe and  

Come let's go, we're running late for the party," Jessica said, her voice laced with a hint of urgency. Her friend started walking to the direction of the wardrobe, the very same one we were in. And it was at this moment I knew, I was screwed.