Darkness Of Desire

Anew I try thrashing and struggling out of his over-bearing grip. My heart wildly thundering against my rib cage.

But he lets out a fervent deep groan. Settling his head at the crook of my hijab-covered neck and takes a heavy inhale. His silky hair brushed against my nose. The exhilarating scent of him makes me shiver.

"You keep struggling like that," He speaks with a restrained rough voice. "Isn't helping fūck keep that up, Kashani and I'll drag you back to my room."

Drag me back to his room?!

My face flushes crimson as I realize my movements only cause friction against his lower region. Repleted shame percolates over me as I hold still. That unusual feeling returning, that I so desperately tried to rid of, tried to forget from that kiss.

"Do you think of me late at night? The kiss?" He nuzzles his nose at my covered neck before asking slyly. "Does it arouse you? I get so fūcking delirious thinking of you aroused for me."

What the hell is he doing?

Doesn't he hate me?

Please let me g