02 * Playing With Fire

Devika's POV

The next morning, I came down by 6:30 after my morning ritual to find Mr. Young making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Good Morning Mr. Young" I greeted as I poured myself a glass of water.

"Good Morning Devika, how was your night?" he asked casually making me remember the feel of his hands against mine.

"It was nice Mr. Young" I replied taking deep breaths to calm the stupid thoughts am having.

"Drop the title already and go back to the way you spoke to me yesterday" he scolded lightly in a tone that made me wonder if he was joking or if he was serious.

The thought of being casual with him excites and arouses me beyond comprehension as I find my stomach clenching and unclenching.

"I'm really sorry for that Mr. Young I didn't expect that you would be so young and ha..." I began to say without thinking at all. I wasn't even done speaking when I found him standing in front of me.

His six-foot-something-tall frame towering over my 5'6 frame as he asked "And what Devika?"

"Nothing" I replied with a trembling voice that I didn't recognize. The proximity was fucking with my mind and body and I just can't help it.

The way he spoke to me excited me as much as it scared me and I'm unaware of how to act or react.

"Really?" he asked again making me shudder. He began to take slow steps toward me while I backed away slowly from him until I hit the wall.

"Look at me" he ordered in a domineering way making me feel like a predator hunted by prey.

"Come and eat, and let's chat later," he said walking back to the dining table.

Throughout breakfast, I found myself wishing he had done something to me or at least that he will. I know it's stupid but I can't help it, 19 years of celibacy and a hot guy in front of you can do that to you.

After breakfast, he suggested we play 100 questions to get to know each other and that's what we've been doing for hours. We are using this old card for the game and it's been fun for the most part. He's a pretty interesting guy and I can't help but wish he is 'THE ONE' for me but that's wishful thinking. I once felt the same way about Tyler but look how it ended up for me.

"Next question," he says, picking up the next card from the pile. His lips curve into a smile as he asked "Any romantic commitment?"

"None" I replied as this little voice in my head began to wish that he would ask me out. My heart raced at the thought but I had to calm myself down while suppressing the urge to rub my chest.

"You won't ask me?" he asked in an amused way making me look at him. Looking into his eyes, It's like am being engulfed in a dark pit with no way out. There was no emotion there, nothing to give away his thoughts so I asked gently, "Do you have?" I tried my best not to sound interested even though I am.

"No, am readily available" he replied with a smirk that makes me feel naked.

I picked up the next card and smiled at the question as I said"This is easy, how old are you?" I asked but instead of answering, he looked away. His reaction baffled me and I soon found my hand at the side of his face, the tingles coming to life as I turned it to face me.

"Hey you can't possibly be that old" I teased but his eyes trailed from my face to my chest.

"You are playing with fire little one," he said, his eyes not leaving my chest. My face and core burned in embarrassment but there was hope, he could make a move.

A part of me wanted to just sit down and say nothing but then I found myself speaking. "Little? Am not much younger than you are" I challenged with no idea where the confidence came from.

He looked at me with those bottomless eyes of his as he said."You really are something". There was a hint of amusement in his low voice but there was something else. Before I could process anything, his hand traveled to my face and the sparks made me shudder, falling right onto his lap. My face was on his shoulders, facing his neck while my palms were rested on his chest.

3 of his buttons were open so some of my fingers were touching his skin and the sparks and tingles were dancing throughout my body. My yoni throbbed in anticipation as the sexual tension was killing me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean t..." I began to say when his lips covered mine.

Remember those sparks I talked about? They are nothing compared to the sensation of this kiss. My whole body is on fire, my yoni danced with joy and I prayed he wouldn't stop. His kiss was demanding as if he was trying to conquer and dominate me and it felt so good. His hands moved all over my body making me arch my back, my chest meeting with his as I squeezed his hair in my hands but he stopped.

He just stopped without warning and I almost cried, I'm so turned on but even though I want him to continue, I can't help but feel it's for the best.

"Consider it your punishment for not listening, next time you apologize for anything I won't stop," he said in his domineering tone making me shudder at the ray of hope.

"Understood?" he asked

"Yes," I answered with a nod as I became embarrassed. He came on me and instead of stopping him, I went with it and I was even wishing he would go further.

"Good girl," he said, got me off his lap, and went upstairs

Tears of disappointment left my eyes like a steady stream. At a point, I even considered making a mistake to apologize for in hopes he might kiss me again. I can't believe am so cheap and easily seduced.

Am sitting on one of the porches, admiring the green lands as I think and letting nature consume me.

I have never been this type of girl who just craves to fuck and be fucked but with him around it's all I can think of and it scares me. I came to this small town for a reason but I barely think of it especially since that's the one thing that kept me awake for months before.

Taking in the fresh air, I let the calm and peace engulf and consume me. I didn't realize I was smiling until Damien whom I had no idea was here mentioned it.

"I didn't know I was smiling" I replied shyly at the way he was looking at me.

"I didn't say it was a crime either" he replied be saying "Go wear something nice and come out"

"Why?" I asked getting confused as there was no reason for him to take me out.

"A little birdie says if I don't help you take a look around town, you'll spend the whole summer in your bedroom" he teased making me laugh as I think of Pheobe. I could never have guessed they were in touch and for a second, I began to suspect that this may be her plan to make me fall in love again. That's the only thing that can explain why he acts the way he does around me.

"Well as much as that sounds sexy, I'm sure you will appreciate this little town of ours" he added making my face flush.

"Sure" I reply leaving immediately and am sure that am practically running at the moment.

What's with the guy and his flirtings? I don't think my poor little heart can take this.

I know what I can do, yes, I'll just ask him nicely to stop with the flirtings but why does it make me feel this way.

I wore a jean trouser with a cropped off-shoulder top and sneakers. Coming out into the driveway, Mr. hottie was leaning casually on his car wearing a long sleeves cardigan and trousers.

He looks so hot and the way he's openly checking me out is doing plenty of things to my body, to my heart, and my mind. Being this hot should be a crime cuz am sure am not the only girl who feels this intense sensation around me.

He smiles at me, that type of smile that shows a guy knows you are into him. He grabs my hand, igniting those invisible flames that send sparks of pleasure through my being. I want to ask him if he feels the sparks but I'm too busy enjoying the sensation until it was gone making me feel an immense level of disappointment.

He had let go of my hands, closed the door for me, and was entering into the driver's seat.

"You know if you want me to hold you, you can just ask" he teased as he put his seatbelts on.

"No thank you" I replied, looking out the window as we drove out of the compound.

"Okay," he replied casually.

"Where are we going?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Sightseeing" he replied with a smile as he looked at me.

"Can we check out Wema avenue then?" I asked hopefully.

"Why would you want to go there?" he asked with a casual smile and I couldn't help but turn away from his gaze.

"It's nothing, forget about it" I replied not wanting to tell him that I wanted to see a witch that lives there.