Chapter 11

Chapter

Eleven

TALULLA

A s we reach my dorm, I turn to face him before I unlock the door. "Are you going to come inside?" He's pressed against me, and the pressure of his body on mine is already sending me to places I didn't know existed.

"Do you want me to?" he asks as he brushes a lock of my hair off my face.

"Yes."

"Then open the door," he replies, his lips lifted into a smirk.

I do that, and as soon as we walk into my room, he sits on the chair in front of my bed and lies back. He then tilts his head, his smirk never leaving his face. My heart quickens, and I know he can hear it. "Take off your clothes, Talulla."

I raise an eyebrow, and my hands land on my hips. "What makes you think I'm going to do that?"

"Because I asked you to, and more importantly, because you want to."

"You're just going to stare at me while I do this all on my own?"

"Yes," he says, crossing his legs. "I think I will do just that."

"Don't you want to help?"

"So impertinent."

That comment makes me laugh out loud. "What are you going to do about it?"

He reaches me so fast I almost don't realize it until he whispers on my lips, "You're going to take off your clothes, and you're going to touch yourself, Talulla."

"Flynn—" is all I'm able to say before he cups my core and gives it a little squeeze.

"Do as I say, Talulla."

The corners of my mouth lift up as I slowly take off every piece of clothing I am wearing. He's back on the chair, enjoying the show. Death Cab for Cutie shirt? Off. Super tight blue jeans? Slowly coming off as well.

Flynn's eyes are locked onto my skin and my movements, his Adam's apple going up and down as he swallows air. I'm down to my bra and lacy thong when Flynn suddenly gets up again and paces toward me. "Turn." His spicy, vanilla-scented cologne becomes stronger and stronger as he moves. I don't know what's making me dizzier, the perfume or him .

I do as he says, and his velvety fingers leave a trail of shivers down my spine. He unhooks the bra, and I let it fall as his lips gently caress the nape of my neck. "Do you know how hard it is not to fuck you right now?"

"Then do it." My voice comes out as barely a whisper.

He kneels, leaving kisses down my thighs. Then he proceeds to slowly pull my thong off. "Your skin, the way you talk and walk, your fucking smell…" He sighs. "You're intoxicating. Addicting."

"Like a drug?"

"Exactly like a drug."

"That seems unhealthy." I could tell him just how much he does that to me too, but I'm sure no words are needed when I've already melted into a puddle.

"It might be, but I don't plan on changing a single thing about it." He lets me turn to face him, still on his knees, now looking up at me. This image of Flynn on his knees venerating me is something I did not think was possible.

"Liking what you see?" I ask, brushing his hair back with my hand.

"Everything. I'm liking everything," Flynn replies, grabbing my hand and positioning it between my legs. "Now, you're going to lie on your bed and make yourself come."

"Are you going to watch me?"

"Yes, I am."

My heartbeat fastens up as I slowly back up to the bed. He walks back to the chair and just sits down, making himself comfortable to enjoy his private show. Flynn's icy-gray eyes lock with mine as I slide my hand between my legs. I can already feel the slickness dripping from my core. I start circling my clit, and my hips move in response as I try to find the perfect pace. Biting my lower lip, I close my eyes as I slide a finger inside me. A soft moan escapes my mouth, and my eyes go back to Flynn. He's inhaling my scent, and his lips curl into a smile as I continue to fasten the pace. He's so focused on me, so I give him a little show, making my moans louder as I get closer and closer to my climax. Then, as I pinch one of my nipples, I add another finger and continue to thrust in and out of me. I'm panting when I feel my orgasm arrive. "Flynn, I'm coming," I say in a soft voice, followed by a loud moan and spasms of pleasure.

He's between my legs in less than a second, his tongue sliding inside me as I come down from my extreme state of ecstasy. Then the wave of pleasure comes back, and I move my hips as he continues to drink from me.

"Good girl," he says, leaving a kiss on my clit before coming back up and licking his lips. "Divine," he growls.

"Did you enjoy the show?"

"Very much." He smiles. "Did you enjoy coming for me?"

"Very much."

"Good." His lips brush mine before he adds, "Because that was the last time someone else's hand touched your skin."

"What?"

"I am going to make you come from now on. Only me, Talulla. No one else. Not even yourself unless I tell you to."

"That is a little ridi—"

"You come when I say you come, Talulla."

"How will you know if I touch myself when you're not around?"

"Because I trust you."

My eyes widen at the quick response. "That is a lot of trust you're giving me, Flynn."

"Besides, I would be able to smell it on you."

"And what happens if I slip?"

"In that case, you're going to suffer the consequences."

"Are you going to finally punish me?"

"Yes, I will."

"And what about now?" I say as my fingers circle my clit once again. "Aren't you going to fuck me?"

"It seems like you want to get punished, and my cock is a reward," he says, grabbing my hand and positioning it above my head. He then lowers his body on top of mine. "Enjoy your last night alone, Talulla, because when you wake up tomorrow morning, you're going to be mine."

"What if I don't want that?"

"You should have thought about that before you walked in front of me and became my entire world."

"Does that mean you're also going to be mine?"

"I've been yours since that very day, Talulla."