Maddie.
I realized I had been staring and had completely snubbed him moments too late.
"Uhh." I stammered. "Hey."
"Do you want to dance?" He was standing super close to me, his head bent to breathe his words directly into my ear. It was an effective method to avoid having to shout to be heard over the music, but I couldn't help but feel that he also did it for another reason.
"Yes." I replied.
The words were barely out of my mouth before one of his big hands settled on my hip and pulled me closer till we were just a hairsbreadth away. He smelled like expensive cologne and pinewood. It was earthy and refreshing. Especially as I was constantly surrounded by college boys who thought drowning themselves and choking everybody around them in cheap, cloying perfume was appealing.
The man staring down at me with singular focus was entirely too much man for me. Nothing about him was boy. He looked like he could eat me for breakfast and I wondered what madness had possessed me to say yes to dancing with him.
"You're thinking too much. I can see the wheels turning in your head." He flashed a perfect set of teeth at me. "What's your name?"
"Lily." I lied.
His eyes narrowed as if he could tell I was lying before twirling me around and pressing me into his chest till we were swaying together to the music, my back to his chest. The music immediately changed, the pop music switching to a more sensual one.
I gasped as his hands slid down to my thighs and then up till one was on my hip and the other just underneath the hem of my dress.
"Nice to meet you, Lily. I'm Luc." He said into my ear causing goosebumps to envelop my skin. Christ Almighty, what was this guy doing to me?
"Don't think too much about it. Sink into the music." He coaxed in that dark, silky voice.
My eyes closed and my head fell backward in surrender as my body began to undulate to the beat. I felt sexy and free, like someone had just unlocked the doors to my cage and I was suddenly free to fly and roam the sky.
"Good girl." He cooed.
I didn't know who this man was or if his name was really Luc, but he seemed to have a direct link to parts of me that I had never even knew existed. His every word and every touch brought me to life and set me on fire at the same time. I felt feverish with his attention and praise. Sweat dotted my body as we both moved against each other, like the rest of the world outside our little bubble didn't exist.
I could feel his hardness pressing insistently against my bottom and it excited me.
"I've been watching you all night."
"Oh. Have you?"
"Yes. You're so fucking beautiful. I wouldn't have been able to look away even if I had tried." He confessed.
My heart beat an unsteady rythym. "Did you try?"
"No." He said, the band on my hip becoming tighter. "Do you want to get out of here?"
I didn't hesitate. "Yes."
"No, you're not." The spell Luc had cast over me fell away at Gia's voice. I blinked open and stepped away from him with a horrified gasp. Gia was standing in front of us, hands crossed and giving Luc a suspicious look. I took another step away from him and turned to look at him. I couldn't believe I had been ready to follow this man back to his room without a second thought. How stupid was I? This was exactly how girls got trafficked, or worse, chopped into pieces by some attractive serial killer.
"Who the hell are you?" Gia glared at him.
"I'm Luc." He dug a hand into the pocket of his pants and dug out a wallet, never taking his eyes off me the whole time. I couldn't look away either, my senses still a little clouded by his domineering aura.
"And what do you want with my best friend, Luc?"
"A lot." He said confidently, undeterred by Gia's acidic tone. He handed her what I assumed was his ID card.
"This could be a fake." She spared it a cursory glance.
"Gia!" I snapped, embarrassed at her acting like my parent.
"I'm sorry M-"
"Lily." I turned my head to mouth at her quickly.
She made a face. "I'm sorry, Lily, I'm just trying to look out for you." She said before turning back to Luc. "I'm going to hold on to this." She waved the card in the air. "And we have a hotel room, so don't even think of taking her to some strange room and chopping her into bits. That is, if you still want to go with him?" She raised a brow at me.
I bit my lip, unsure suddenly of the wiseness of going back to the hotel with a strange man. The hottest, strange man I had ever and might ever meet in my life though. I peeked up at him and saw that his sole focus was still on me. I shivered at the look in his eyes. It was a look that clearly said that he was going to make me scream and beg.
And I wanted all of those things.
I wanted my first time to be with Luc.
"Yes. I do. Do you mind that I'm ditching you?"
"Nah. It's cool. Some of the girls are here so I'm just gonna join them. Have fun!" She waved, before narrowing her eyes at Luc and strutting away.
I turned back to Luc.
"Shall we?" He grinned.
"Yes." I licked my lips in anticipation. I didn't know if I was crazy for doing this, but I was definitely going through with it.
Maddie. I was sitting on a bench a little distance from the food truck inhaling the best shawarma on the planet. It seemed that everything that came out of the food truck was simply amazing. I didn't know their secret recipe, but honestly at this point even if I found out it was the blood of crickets, I wasn't sure I'd be all that bothered. "Good right?" Cam asked. We had planned to have lunch together but Cam had had to run to track practice and I had had to hurriedly study for a class test I had forgotten all about. So here we were, after school, having lunch by past five. "Good is an understatement." I told him. "I'm tempted to kidnap the cook and lock him in my basement so he'd work for me day and night." "I rue the day you're powerful enough to actually go through with that diabolical plan." He laughed. "You laugh now, but when I'm eating perfection day and night, you wouldn't be laughing anymore." "I'd be knocking at your door day and night." He grinned. "speaking of day
Lucian. There was no argument of whether I loved Lucinda Buford. She was my mother and my rock and I loved her. It didn't mean that there weren't times I just didn't want to strangle the fuck out of her. Like now for instance. She had called me at seven thirty while I was driving to work to tell me she needed me. She hadn't needed to say more. I had turned my car around and headed for her house which was approximately a two hour thirty minute drive. I made it two hours on the dot. Two hours that I spent thinking of all the worst case scenarios and trying to call her over and over again. Each call that went to voice mail only sent my blood pressure higher and higher to the roof. I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to call the school's English department in the midst of my panic. I immediately rang up Tina Bertram, a substitute who had filled in for me once before. "Hello?" "Tina, Good morning, it's Lucian Buford." "I know it's you, professor. Do you need something?" S
Maddie."Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked Gia. She was lying in bed, hands folded behind her head, giving me a shit eating grin. "Nothing." "Georgia!" She giggled. "You're so cute, Mads. Are you having a little fashion crisis over the professor, sweetie? Do you need help?" I scoffed. "I'm not having a fashion crisis over Lucian. I'm just confused about what to wear. It's normal. You get confused about to wear all the time." "Yeah, that's me, it's literally my whole thing. But you on the other hand, it takes you a second to pull out something from the closet and be ready to dash out at a moment's notice." She swept her gaze to the multiple outfits I had hanging over one arm pointedly. I felt my cheeks go hot and I was sure my face was flashing red with guilt. "It means nothing. Okay? Don't try to find a deeper meaning in all of this." "Just wear the black pants and green tee. Problem solved." She shrugged. "You're welcome." I made a face and turned away. I bit my l
Lucian. The worst part about doing the right thing was wishing you had done the wrong thing instead. I wasn't familiar with this feeling. I had always been a resolute person. I made decisions and I stuck with them and hardly changed my mind about that. And yet, here I was, my mind swaying in the wind. I could as well just change my name and dye my hair pink because I didn't recognize myself at all. I sighed. This wasn't me. I was different these days and there was only one way to resist this change effectively. Unfortunately for me, I wouldn't accept all the money in the world to cut Maddie out of my life. Not that I even cared about all the money in the world. I had more money than I knew what to do with. More money than a single person should ever have sitting somewhere in a bank idle. I could do more than survive on my professor's salary and that was good enough for me. I wasn't exactly scraping the bottom of the barrel without my sperm donor's blood money. I was doing fine. Per
Maddie. I was furious. It was crazy how since I had met Lucian, I was always in one state of extreme emotion or the other. While before I had been a generally laid back, easy going person, now I was totally maniac. All thanks to a certain grey eyed man. When I banged into the apartment, Gia looked up at me from her place at the kitchen table. "Uh oh. What did he do this time around?" She asked, raising a single brow at me. "What are you talking about? Who?" I feigned confusion. Of course, I knew exactly who she was talking about. I just didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing she was so spot on. She simply rolled her eyes at me. "Don't play dumb with me, carrot top. What's up? Why do you look like you're about to start ripping this apartment apart?" "It's Lucian." I growled. "Who?" Her face wrinkled in confusion. Not that I blamed her, he had been professor asshole and other not-so-favorable names to us for a while now. "Professor Buford." I explained. She immedi
Lucian. "If you want this, I'll be waiting for you in my office. Think long and hard about it, miss Lane." I told her. "If you walk into those doors, you're saying yes to me. You're saying yes to belonging to me. Do you understand?" She nodded, expression entranced and probably just as hungry as mine was. "Use your words, firecracker. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir." She whispered. "Good girl." I said enjoying the shiver that rocked through her at my words. Then before I could do something stupid like kiss her right there where anybody could see us, I turned around and walked out briskly. The librarian who must have been close to sixty batted her lashes at me as I passed by her table. I just gave her a curt nod and continued on my way. If she thought my presence there at that time of the day was suspicious, she didn't show it.Fuck, but we really needed to be more careful. The attraction between us scrambled my senses but as the adult or rather the more experienced one between us