Chapter 14: Red Thorns: Chapter 13

There are a few possible reactions I could have to seeing Sebastian in the locker room.

The most logical should be anger.

If not that, then maybe embarrassment.

Confusion, even.

But the thing that beats loudly in my chest is so similar to…relief.

What is that supposed to mean? Is there any logical explanation under the circumstances?

Sebastian’s gaze darkens as he runs it over the length of me, his tongue darting out to lick his upper lip. “I knew those tits were beautiful.”

That’s when I realize I’m standing in front of him in nothing but my panties. I jerk backward, grabbing the towel and holding it against my naked chest.

He steps closer, the tenor of his voice low and chill-inducing. “I’ll see you naked sooner or later, baby. Hiding won’t serve any purpose.”

“What makes you think I want you to see me?”

“Oh, you do.” He jerks his chin in my direction. “You’re trembling with excitement.”

“Maybe I’m trembling with anger.”

“Not with your pupils dilated and your cheeks blushing.” He reaches a hand to my face and I flinch at the last second, so he only grabs air.

I have no clue how I’ll react if he touches me and I’d rather not find out.

If it were up to me, I’d be running away from here, even in my half-naked state. But still, my legs won’t move.

My heart won’t stop thumping, grinding in remembrance of the last time I was trapped alone with him.

In the darkness.

On my knees.

I shoo those thoughts away as I keep out of his reach. But if I thought that would save me from his clutches, I thought wrong.

His hand shoots out in my direction and before I can think of what he’s doing, he wraps it around my throat. His fingers press against my pulse point until my breath is nearly cut off.

“Stop fighting it, Naomi.”

“Fighting what? You?” I try to hold on to my venom, even if his hold around my throat blasts a strange sensation through my limbs.

“No, you.”

“Me?”

“It’s not me you’re fighting right now, Tsundere. You’re going up against yourself, trying to erase the part that let go in the forest. You dislike succumbing to your carnal desires, even if a part of you is trembling for it right now. Even if your eyes are screaming at me to fuck you from behind like a dirty little slut while your coach is next door. And guess what? That part is the truest thing I’ve ever seen of you.”

Something dark and sinister drops to the bottom of my stomach along with his words, but the last thing I want is to get lost in them or the meaning behind my reaction, so I blurt, “I don’t want you to fuck me.”

“The fact that you focused on that part proves that you do. You just find it hard to let go. As it happens, I like that about you and I intend to bring you out and have you own that sexuality, baby.”

“I’m not your baby.”

“You are now. So how about you release that towel and let me see you?”

“No. And if you force me, I’ll fight.”

“I do like your fight, your squirming, and how you make me fucking hard, but it’s not your reluctance I’m after. When I do see you, it’ll be under both our terms.” He strokes my pulse point, a hum ripping from his chest. “Do you hear your heartbeat? The excitement in it? That’s what happened in the forest, you know. The chase and the wrestling made you hot and bothered, and being on your knees added fuel to your fire. Tell me, did you touch yourself as soon as you got home?”

“No…” My voice is too weak, too embarrassed.

“I did. One orgasm wasn’t enough and I had to jerk myself off in the shower to the memory of your hot little mouth.” He glides the pad of his finger over my bottom lip. “My dick misses your lips. I think it was love at first sight.”

“Shut up.”

“The only way for me to do that is if you get on your knees again.”

“Never.”

“Never say never, baby.”

I slam both hands against his chest, exasperation getting the better of me, but my voice is still breathy, abnormal. “Why me?”

“Because it’s you.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It’s a perfectly adequate one.”

“I just can’t wrap my mind around the fact that you want all this depravity with me when you have the entire campus at your beck and call.”

“The entire campus don’t make me horny as fuck after a newbie blowjob. You do. So how about you step down from your high and mighty tower and come down to my level?”

“So I can service you?”

“Among other things.”

“In an alternative reality, maybe.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I totally do. Does hearing me say no bruise your superstar ego?”

“This isn’t about my ego, it’s about yours.”

“Oh, give me a break.”

“It’s true.”

“Are you telling me that if I say no, you’ll leave me alone?”

“No.”

“There. Your ego is bruised and you’ll force me to bend to it.”

“I told you, I find no pleasure in taking without consent. In fact, I’m more interested in fighting for it. Guess what? You just gave me a reason to fight, baby, and I won’t leave you alone.”

My chest swells at the meaning behind his words. It shouldn’t. Yet a part of me can’t stop the urge clawing at the walls of my heart.

The voices of the coach, Reina, and Prescott rise in volume from the adjoining room and that manages to shake me a little out of my stupor.

“Leave for now,” I whisper.

“Remove the towel.”

“If they find you here…”

“My family name will take care of me, and you, if you play it smart.”

“This is coercion.”

“Not if you don’t want to. You can open those pretty lips and call for the coach, cause unnecessary drama, or you can give us what we both want and drop that fucking towel.”

When his fingers slowly peel from around my throat and he steps back, a part of me feels as hollow as the deserted lockers.

For some reason, when he was clutching me by the neck, I was in a trance similar to when I was at the forest. One where I could let go and not have to worry about the consequences.

Now, it’s gone and I want it back

At any price.

Sucking in a deep intake of air, I unclench my fingers from around the towel and let it fall down my body. My nipples peak at the slight contact with the cool air and I shudder.

Sebastian tilts his head to watch me and I keep my hands at my sides, even if every part of me screams at me to hide.

If I do, I’ll seem insecure and weak. Two things I’ve been fighting my entire life.

His heated gaze travels from bottom to top, stopping at my breasts that physically ache under his gaze.

“Your body is made for fucking, baby.”

“It’s also made for kicking you in the crotch.”

A chuckle rips from him. It’s sudden and so carefree, I’m caught off guard, and in the worst way possible. Why does he look so beautiful when he laughs? Shouldn’t there be some sort of a hazard warning for that?

“I love it when you act hot and cold, Tsundere.” He steps closer, his laughter dying down, and he clutches me by the hand, slowly guiding me to hop onto a bench.

I’m now taller than him as he stands in front of me. “What are you doing?”

“Freeing you.”

Before I can figure out what’s going on, he lifts one of my legs and I squeal before I bite down on my lips to seal the sound.

My palm slaps on the wall behind me for balance as Sebastian rests my leg on his shoulder and dives straight between my legs.

His teeth nibble on my folds through the panties and I yelp, my heart jolting into overdrive.

His fingers dig into my other thigh as he licks and nibbles on my pussy with a savageness that leaves me breathless.

“Oh, God…”

“Shh…they’ll hear you.” The rumble of his voice against my aching core adds more pressure to the already building sensation.

My eyes widen as he adds a finger and rubs on my folds until an aroused sound echoes in the air.

“Feel that, baby? That’s your wet cunt begging me for more.”

“Shut up!”

“Are you embarrassed by how much you want this? How much you really love the debauchery of it?”

“No…”

He slides the panties away from my pussy and pounds two fingers inside in one go. “Your tight cunt disagrees.”

My leg shakes so powerfully, I’m barely standing. I grip a handful of Sebastian’s hair for balance as my body slackens against the wall.

His tongue licks my swollen clit, then nibbles on it with his teeth as his fingers power deep into places I didn’t know existed.

It’s rough and brutal. Absolutely savage in its nature so that all I can feel is him and all I can smell is his spicy scent.

There’s nothing to save me from the moment, from the impact that I’m crashing onto.

A wave like I’ve never experienced before grabs hold of me and drags me under. My heart roars so loud, I’m scared it’ll stop altogether.

Maybe I’ll die in the throes of pleasure. Maybe this was always supposed to be the way to go.

The buildup is strong, but it’s not as frightening as when the orgasm actually slams into me with blinding force.

My moans echo in the air and I release Sebastian’s hair to slap a hand over my mouth.

I forgot that Coach and the others were right outside, that they could walk in on us at any second and see Sebastian eating me out and fingering me at the same time.

The image adds more intensity to my orgasm and my moans. I’m shaking so hard, my standing leg nearly buckles.

Sebastian peeks from between my legs and licks his lips suggestively. “Best meal in a while.”