02- Hell’s about to break loose

ELISSA’S POV

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My face flushes even brighter than my dress. It's impossible to explain how embarrassed I am. He knows what I just did, and worse, he has heard his name while I was on it.

His stare gets more intense, and I'm determined to use the last dignity in me to keep my composure. “What-what are you doing here?” I ask, my voice shaky.

I hear him chuckle, surprising me. Shoot, even the sound of that causes my pussy to drip even more.

“I should be asking you that.” He takes a step forward, and his body heat radiates in waves through my thin dress. “This is the men’s bathroom.” He points out as he stares deep into my soul.

I try to find my voice, but I'm still too shocked to utter a word. Ava has honestly completely screwed me.

“But instead, I have a better question.” His voice interrupts my thoughts, and I blink repeatedly at him. “Motherfucking Thane, huh?” His voice lace with amusement, a hint of challenge in his blue eyes as they watch me carefully. "Care to explain what had you moaning my name in such a... passionate manner?"

My face flushes even deeper, and I bite my lower lip to stop my embarrassment. It doesn't help, however. Since we are both adults, and my dignity have been completely shattered already, I decide to just throw caution to the wind.

I meet his gaze, “Maybe I was just caught up in the moment.” I say, voice barely above a wispher.

“I see,” His eyebrows raise, and his lips curl into a smirk as he takes a step closer. I unconsciously take a step back, my breath hitching slightly. “But that moment of yours, why was I also involved?”

My heartbeat quickens, and for a split second, my eyes drop to his lips, before meeting his eyes once again. God, I want that.

My eyes dart all over his face, observing each feature closely. His thick eyelashes flutter, and his strong jaw muscles flexed while staring at me with that sexy gaze. Ava’s right. He is unbelievably gorgeous with his mask off.

“Maybe you were mistaken...?” I break the tense silence with a whisper, afraid if I spoke any louder, he might actually hear my thoughts.

He chuckles. Again. And my body instantly reacts. “That's hard to believe.” He replies, moving in another step, but I remain rooted to the spot. “Because it sounded like you were imagining something...real.”

My breath catches in my throat at his word, and I feel my boldness growing, surpassing my previous shyness. “And what if I was? What if I wanted to experience that pleasure for real?" I boldly state.

I know it's not me talking anymore. It's the stupid vitamins.

Thane’s expression shifts, and a flicker of desire crosses his features. “What if you were?” He repeats without taking his eyes off mine.

The tension in the air seems to increase with his words. I stare intently at the beautiful stranger, and I'm lost. “Then maybe I would really have fun like Ava wanted.” I breathe out.

“Ava?” He repeats, his brows furrowing slightly.

“Yeah, my friend who wants to make sure I get laid tonight.” I answer.

He seems to find it funny with a silent chuckle. “Get laid?”

I breathe out. What's even the point of all this? I can't even believe where my boldness from earlier has come from.

I meet his eyes again. “Yeah. Funny enough, at one point, I badly wanted to. But that’s the end of it.” I tell him bluntly, wanting to end the conversation before I do something extremely stupid. “I'm sorry for invading the men’s bathroom, and also for...that.” I tell him in the most formal way, feeling like an idiot because he knows exactly what I mean.

Then, I clear my throat, “I shall take my leave then.” I walk past him immediately, knowing the longer I spend under his scurnity, the more trapped I would be.

I walk as quickly as I can, but then, his voice echoes.

“I am curious.” His words stop me and I turn around.

I meet his blue gaze, and he is still standing there as handsome as ever. And I hate that, because it makes me badly want him more.

“About what?” My lips part in confusion, my voice soft.

“The things you were imagining. The things you desire.” He explains, his gaze intense.

I blink in surprise. “Why?”

“You imagined me in it.”

“So?” My word comes out breathlessly, almost in defeat because he looks so tempting standing in that distance.

“Aren't you tempted to ask me for assistance...? To unreal your fantasy?” HIs deep blue eyes search my own, challenging me, yet also inviting.

My eyes widen at his words, a gasp escaping my mouth. My body trembles slightly at the thought of having him inside me.

As though hearing my thoughts, Thane begins to step closer. The scent of his cologne intensifies, and his proximity causes my stomach to churn.

“Because I'm curious, about the things you imagined me doing to you.” He says, his voice dropping to almost a whisper.

With him standing so close, I can almost taste his lips. But I try to desperately fight my instincts, no matter how much I want it.

“I told you to forget it...” I stammer out, but he cuts in with words I can't deny.

“But you don't seem like you want to.” He raises a hand, reaching out to brush away a strand falling out of my messy bun. I freeze, unable to take my eyes off his dark blue orbs, watching intently as his fingers gently touch my cheek, and he traces the outline of my cheekbone. “You know... We could leave this place and bring your imaginations to life.” He adds in a sultry whisper.

The words slip pass my lips before I realize them. “What about your party? Aren't you the host?”

He chuckles as he grabs my face with both hands, “I couldn't care less.” The attraction between two strangers like us becoming undeniable and overwhelming. “My father forced me to be a part of it anyway.”

“But you sounded so committed earlier?” I can barely focus with the way his hands feel against my skin.

“There’s more to it that meets the eye.” He simply says, and I see him leaning closer. “Now, no more questions.”

And before I realize, he presses his lips against mine, and I know hell is about to break loose.