INDOMITUS [18+]??

8: Miraculum

Was I seriously pressed to that?

Why didn't I notice it before?

And why didn't I stay a bit longer?

When I was giving him a hug, the heady mixture of his sweat and his bergamot pepper perfume intoxicated my senses, calling out to me like a siren. I could feel the wetness between my legs, horny alarms in my head and the plea of my poor soul to jump him, but I figured that he wouldn't be too appreciative of it.

I needed to give him some space.

"But... how did you know that I masturbated in the shower?" After a long terrain of thoughts, that was the only thing I could muster up.

"You weren't exactly subtle with it, Ms. Campbell."

I licked my lips.

"Why did you sneak up to me, Mr. Estevan?" My voice dropped an octave, taking a more seductive tone as I turned my body to him, the thoughts of running away from him, the intimidation I felt- vanished, as a completely new sensation took over me.

A hunger to see him come undone, an urge so overpowering that the last piece of my self-restraint snapping with a loud sound.

He raised an eyebrow, "I thought something was wrong, hence, I decided to check if you were alright. You were screaming."

I licked my lower lip.

This man made my body tingle in ways I didn't know I was capable of feeling.

The faint throb in my pussy agreed with me.

"Mr. Estevan-" I spoke after a while of silence but he cut me off.

"No," Came his clipped tone, "If you would please excuse yourself."

Deciding not to ponder on the matter furthermore, I decided to say, "Your loss then, have a good night Mr. Estevan."

"If you insinuate anything improper and hint at sexual innuendos, you shall be fired immediately. Go away."

The tension between us was sizzling, to the point it burned my carapace; or at least from my part. The fact that I couldn't decipher what he was thinking, what he hid under that perfect facade only added to my frustration.

Letting out a huff, I strode away from his room, my head buzzing from the pent up anger and sexual frustration. The earlier confrontation only made me hornier.

"Damn you!" I grunted, stomping to my room. At this point, I was probably
behaving like a child.

Getting in my new room that was just beside Ares', I slammed the door rather loudly.

I grunted as the throb in my labia increased to the point where it became unbearable.

Grunting, I reached for the drawer at my bedside. I hated my sexual appetite sometimes.

Who was I kidding, most of the time I fucked because it was a necessity for my body.

Guess who won't be getting any sleep tonight?

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My whole body ached as I eyed the pile of the books that I had arranged neatly on the zircon table that stood at the corner of the spacious room.

Last night had been, needless to say, tiresome. It hadn't been long since the sun peeked at the horizon. I probably managed to get two hours of sleep. Groaning, I let my eyes linger around the room I moved in at a hurry last night.

A full sized window was situated at the side of my bed, draped with beige curtains that allowed me a full view of the premises. The beige and caramel wallpapers sprinkled with a hint of white displayed geometric designs.