She would tire eventually.
Which would be good.
Since I needed energy and the only way to gain it — was currently trying to escape me.
Hope
THIS WAS BAD.
Really bad.
His purple and amber eyes glowed for a brief few seconds then returned to an icy blue that reminded me of fresh water — the effect was assaulting especially combined with the scent of rain as it filled my nostrils with the most cleansing feeling of euphoria I’d ever experienced.
I mentally gave myself a good slap in the face and banged on the door again.
Someone had to hear me.
Anyone.
I pounded harder, bruising my hand in the process as I screamed for help.
When I glanced back at Alex, he was yawning, he pulled out a cell phone and turned on some music.
“You have a phone?”
“My phone,” he said in a sultry voice. “If you want it, you’ll have to take it.” His eyes did that freaky glowing thing again as a wave of hot air hit me, this time, the air tasted like a sweet milk chocolate. Heat wrapped itself around my midsection and then drifted down my belly.
Um.
The heat moved.
Alex’s lips curved into a wicked smile as the heat slowly spread down my legs and between my thighs.
I squeezed my legs together with a whimper. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” He yawned.
“Y-yes you are!” I accused as the heat began to pulse. “Oh, my—“ I braced my hands against my legs and took a few deep breaths trying my best to push away the heat or at least focus on something else, anything but the fact that he was quite literally giving me an orgasm from across the room.
With nothing but a smirk.
Oh, this was not good.
Not good, not good.
I’d had sex.
It felt nothing like this.
At all.
Not even close.
“Why don’t you come sit?” Alex patted the bed next to him.
I shook my head no.
The heat intensified. “I can do this all day.”