Black Rainbow (Rainbows 1)

Two months. It had been two months since that night in his office, and four months since I had met Levi Black. Four months since my world, and my life, had been turned upside down. In class, he was Professor Black, and after that night in the office, he was especially brutally in the classroom—we were now down to fourteen— but the moment I found myself alone with him—no matter how hard I tried I always ended up alone with him— in elevators, stairwells, cars— he always transformed back into just Levi. Just Levi was sexy, and passionate and… he was driving me insane.

When he said it wasn’t over, he’d meant it. If we were left alone in his town car, his hands found their way between my legs. When I wore pants, he smirked at the change and he would blatantly kiss me while his driver turned up the radio. The second his lips would touch mine, my mind would go blank, and before I realized it, the top button of my pants would be undone. What was worse was I was enjoying it. I enjoyed seeing how he would get to me. It excited me in ways I didn’t understand. My head kept telling me to stop but I didn’t want to.

In elevators, he would push the stop button, and push me up against the wall, kissing me as if it were the last time he was ever going to kiss anyone. I would cling to him wanting more than to just a kiss. He did the same thing whenever were in stairwells; he’d drive me back into a wall and kiss me fiercely and passionately. He’d even take it as far as trailing kisses down my neck, and gently biting the tops of my breasts, before backing away with a smile. That wasn’t enough for me.

I didn’t want to stop him. It turned me on each and every time, and every time he’d let me go, I’d realize that I wanted him more. But he never took it further than passionate kiss, or light teasing, and somehow that made it far worse th

an if we were actually having sex. His kisses, his touches, they weren’t enough.

When I’d sent Selene back to Maryland, I was proud of myself. I was proud that I had put away my lust and selfishness to do what I’d come here to do. But now, it was like I was going back on the promise I’d made to myself.

I just needed to reject him. I needed to be clear and straightforward. I needed for him to not touch me.

“So, this will be the end of the line for two of you,” he said, as he stood at the front of the class. “Whoever gets the lowest scores on the winter final, will be out. I would congratulate whoever you are right now for making it this far, but losing is nothing to congratulate anyone on.”

He walked around his desk and sat down. Taking out his red pen, he began to grade our exams. After spending three hours taking the damn thing, we were all exhausted and eager to leave, however, we needed to know whether or not we’d made it to the final twelve.

Vivian handed me some popcorn and I shook you my head at her. Atticus however, reached over and grabbed a handful.

“Six shots it’s the guy in the bow-tie,” Atticus said, and the guy turned back and glared at him.

Atticus shrugged and continued eating his popcorn.

“Ten it’s scarf guy,” Vivian whispered, “the one with the ‘80s earring.”

“Does anyone know anyone’s names?” I looked between them.

“No,” they both said.

“Why bother if he just kicks them out anyway? Can you remember any of the faces that have been kicked out of this class so far?” Vivian questioned.

“Once the twelve are set, I’ll learn the other nine names.” Atticus said, already counting us in.

They were so confident, and yet my hands were shaking.

Vivian looked towards me. “Why are you so stressed?”

“Why aren’t you? Am I the only one that thought the test was hard?”

They looked at each other for a moment before they both got up and sat at the end of the row… away from me.

Assholes.

“Funny,” I said but they pretended that they couldn’t see me. “Fine, I hope you both fail.”

“Do you hear something Vivian?”

“I’m not sure, but it sounds like the soft, snowy cries of doubt, Atticus.”

The soft, snowy cries of doubt?

“That doesn’t even make sense,” I snapped at them.

“Shh!” Bow-tie guy turned to us.

“Seriously, have you been here all semester?” I asked him, causing Vivian and Atticus to erupt into a fit of laughter.

They stopped the moment Levi looked up though. His green eyes scanned the classroom and everyone stopped breathing. Then, he looked back down, and continued grading.