Built For Sin

ELIJAH I was roused from slumber by the ringing six forty five a.m alarm I had set.My hands reached out to slap the screaming clock quiet after which I just lay there in bed staring at the ceiling boards.I barely slept these past few days and my eyes were mercilessly burning badly.It had been way past midnight when I had arrived home in the early hours of the morning.My day had been spent sitting beside Grey at the hospital because he was immobile.His leg was in a cast.And though his face was kind of bruised badly, he kept cracking weak jokes to entertain me and make me stay longer.I couldn’t leave him alone like that.Now I had to see myself to school even when I was as tired as a dehydrated camel.I dragged myself out of bed to do the cumbersome task of brushing my teeth.My blue jeans were pulled on alongside a plain black shirt after a cold shower.Cologne and a scent from my bottles of arab perfumes followed next.My mind went straight back to Michael when I bent to tie m

MICHAEL Elijah.The damn boy wouldn’t leave me alone for a moment.His eyes lingered on me at every lecture.He was at every turn I took with that arrogant smirk pasted on his face.And those shameless comments he made publicly every chance he got?They were infuriating considering it was his way of making his desire known to me.I knew well enough that other students had eyes on me just like him.But at least they were discreet.Unlike him, not trying to hide his attraction away like the rest of them.That was what had drawn me to him the first time I had met him at the gay bar.His eyes.They were so expressive.Every single emotion he was feeling in the moment our gaze collided was vivid.And he looked gorgeous up close.The kiss we had shared was even better.If that phone call had not interrupted us that day, it would have been a different story.I would have found it hard to detach myself from the student I had fucked.Elijah would never have made it easy.I had dismissed him m

ELIJAHThe ding sound of the elevator opening distracted me from his mouth.His lips never left mine as he dragged me out.We stumbled into the hallway. The salsa we did to the door without being able to fully see where we were going during the kiss must have been quite hilarious to watch.Anyways, the door soon slammed shut behind us after we stumbled into the room.And then he pinned against the wood as his mouth started devouring my neck.“God, you taste—” He bit down on my skin.I moaned.“You want me?” I teased, even though my breath was already tagged.He pulled back just enough for him to meet my eyes through the mask. His voice was low, dangerous.Slurred with heat. “I need you.”Those words.It made my prick hard.Harder than it had ever been in my entire life."Then take me."That was all the invitation he needed.He stepped back."Strip," he ordered me.His own hand started to reach for the shirt he wore, undoing the buttons.I obeyed, stripping fast.Nearly ripping out