FELIX.Suddenly feeling too bare, I sink further into my seat, as if it’ll help create further distance between us."Nothing," I state firmly. "I just didn’t feel like doing school anymore," I say with zero emotion that I’m almost believing my lie.Brynn whispers something, but I don’t hear it, and when I lift my brows, she repeats. "I said lucky.""Why? You don’t like school too?""No, I love school. I just think you’re lucky you get to stop doing stuff you’re not into." She explains as she lowers her gaze, and there’s an indecipherable sense in her words, but I don’t question it as Brynn looks back to me. "So you’re like what? Twenty-five and just doing your stuff?"I laugh at the age joke and I see her smile softly as well."You wish. I’m just twenty."She ticks her tongue. "Shame. You look much older."I embrace this side of her. Her playfulness and small jokes have me grinning harder, like a man who all is right in his world. "I didn’t take you for a liar, Addams, because you’re
FELIX.I’m so lost in what a beautiful painting Brynn looks like that I don’t notice the guy who’s standing next to her, a big smile on his face when he finally catches her attention and Brynn stops jumping, turning to him.Her back is turned to me and I can barely make out the guy’s face, but annoyance erupts beneath my skin and I take one step toward, then stop, wanting to let Brynn handle it first.No matter how much the sight currently irritates me, I stay rooted to my feet and watch.I can’t hear what they’re saying, especially over the noise of the downpour, but I can see the left corner of the guy’s mouth spread wider. What the fuck is he smiling at like that?He edges closer to Brynn, grabbing her arm and that’s when I move, telling myself I gave Brynn time to handle it.My steps are fast as I walk to her, and once I’m beside her, I twist his hold off her. I hear him grunt out in pain before I let go of his hand. "She isn’t interested." I move in front of Brynn, shielding her a
FELIX.Our lips are almost brushing to the point where I start to inhale her breath and I only need one head movement to grasp her mouth but Brynn chooses that moment to shift against the wall—thankfully—bringing me out of my trance and I lift my head, exhaling and inhaling rapidly before instantly taking more than two steps back, letting Brynn’s thumb drop from my knuckles.I can’t bear to meet her eyes in this space as I dodge my head through the corner.They lost us," I tell her. I hear Brynn move, and it’s only once she steps outside that I manage to look at her. She’s still wet, looking just as enticing as she looked in that dark corner, and I wet my lips before stepping outside with her.It’s only when I’m standing close I notice her body trembles a bit and when she rubs her hands down her arms, she gives me more than enough reason to take off my jacket and drape it over her back. She turns to me from the sudden gesture and I throw her a small smile. "Cold?""A bit." She answers.
FELIX.I stride into the cafe with my mind miles away from where my body is and I’ve barely entered fully when my name is screeched, bringing me out of my thoughts. I lift my head to see Sasha standing behind her desk with a look I can’t read, and I arch a brow as I shut the door. "Hey. Isn’t your shift ending early today?"She waves me off and beckons to me at the same time. "Come here. Have you seen this?""What’s it?" I throw the question back as I close the distance and stand before her. She raises her laptop on the counter and turns the screen to me. My eyes rove across aimlessly, not exactly sure what I’m supposed to be looking at. "What?" I repeat as my eyes drag down each row and Sasha bends over, twisting her neck around to catch a glimpse of her screen."Oh," she mutters and turns her laptop away from me. After clicking twice, she turns back and my lips part when I see the video on the screen. Even without it being played yet, I know the context.Fuck. I didn’t think one of t
FELIX.I’m fucking dead. Or I’m going to and the cause would be finally getting to know what Brynn Addams tastes like.Jesus. She’s killing me. In the literal sense. She tastes like innocence draped in the most wicked forte. She tastes so delicious. She tastes like my ruin. She tastes like everything I’ve ever fucking wanted, and everything I shouldn’t want at the same time.I’ve never been this obsessed with anyone. I’ve never craved a girl this badly that it has to come to me fighting against everything else just to make sure I have her. I’ve never yearned this much for anyone. Or anything. Yet here I am, my hand pressing into her cheek as I suck off her bottom lip.What does she taste like again? So fucking sweet. There’s the lingering taste of that milk she was having earlier mixed with the strawberry taste of her lip-gloss, and I can’t freaking get enough.I feel Brynn’s hands lift to my sides as I move my hand from her cheek and bury it in her hair, my fingers digging through he
BRYNN."Who’s that?" I’ve barely stepped into my room when Noah follows after and I grab my plushie off the bed to sit at the spot as he strides in with hands in his pockets. "No one," I tell him, refusing to look into his eyes in fear of him finding out the truth that lies underneath.Noah doesn’t speak for a while and I turn to lie on my back. I grab my phone from the side and get myself busy with the mobile, but I should know better than anyone it’s not that easy to get rid of my brother.He’s come closer to me now, grabbing the plushie off my leg before settling on the sofa opposite the bed. "A good-looking guy he is." My gaze leaves my phone screen and Noah is playing with the plushie with a small smile on his face. "Seems to know his way around here. Not his first time, right?"I know exactly what he’s doing. He’s prying. Trying to get the words out of me with questions I can’t hide from."Noah," I call his name with a warning edge to my voice, a silent request for him to drop it
BRYNN.People in this town probably see me as someone who belongs on the top list of the most privileged people around. Straight from my family background to the kind of people I keep around. And they’re right about it. I do know I’m privileged. Riches. Authority. Influence. Those things easily come to me. I was born with them and I love having them.I love being privileged. I love the fact that the existence of someone else can never easily threaten me. I love the fact that I get to get the newest collection of luxury bags and dresses easily. I love the fact that a good time with my friend would be getting on a yacht for a few days’ trip, and I love the fact that my friends are just as influential.Despite all that though, there are several instances where I wish I could get away from it all. More than once moments where I wished my life was different or I could trade places with someone else; even just for a night.Tonight is one of those times.The frown on my face hasn’t left as I
FELIX.Does everyone else have a time when an event plays in a loop in your brain? It’s currently happening to me. And Brynn, with her fingers fucking her cunt has been playing repeatedly for hours now in my head.I can’t get over it.The sounds of her moan. Her face flushed with arousal. Her lustful gaze; the way dark rings formed around the browns of her eyes. Her on the counter with her legs thrown to my sides and the beats of her chest rising and dropping.Seeing Brynn in that state is better than the hundreds of girls I’ve seen before her and the several positions I’ve had those girls in.And the taste of her juices. Oh, that damn taste has been lingering on my tongue for hours and despite it being long ago now, I still refuse to have anything solid—or liquid—afraid that this taste will disappear. I need more. I’ve gotten a taste of what those plump lips I’ve been obsessing over for a while now feel against mine, and I know what she looks like when she lets her arousal take over h