Five: Temptation

“Come on, let's take you home,” 

Jamie tried coercing her but she wouldn’t budge. She kept whining and begging for him to give her the pleasure her body was craving.

“No… Please…” she pleaded, struggling against his firm hold.

“Cookie…” Jamie called, releasing one of her arms and reaching for her chin to look into her eyes but they were dilated, swirling with intense lust and want. “I’d fucking kill him,” Jamie gritted through clenched teeth but it seemed he’d allowed the woman too much freedom as her free hand was already traveling down his chest to get what she wanted.

“Just this once,” She whimpered but he quickly caught her arm again, swiftly pinning her against the wall with her arms above her head while he pushed his body backward to prevent them from touching.

He couldn’t indulge her, not when she was in this state.

His eyes raked over her and he slowly licked his lips, a growl rumbling in his throat.

The pleated mini-skirt she had on was barely covering her panties, leaving her creamy white thighs exposed to all eyes. The tiny crop top she wore was barely containing her breast as they were struggling to spill out through the wide V-neck. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail away from her face and her blue eyes were gleaming in a lustful intoxicated daze. 

Jamie thought her appearance was screaming *looking for a quick fuck* and it annoyed him so much. Thoughts of how she could have been at the mercy of her ex-boyfriend had him tightening his hold on her wrists and glaring hard at her while she continued squirming and writhing against him, searching for friction with her thighs pressed firmly together.

“I should spank you so hard you wouldn’t be able to sit down,” he gritted out but his words only excited Cookie more as her body jerked in reaction, a moan slipping from her lips,  with her thighs grinding against each other.

“Yes, please…”

Jamie cursed but his gaze roamed her body again. This time, he noticed her nipples imprinted on the sheer fabric of her top and he couldn't hold back the growl that slipped out of his lips. 

She was practically offering herself on a platter of gold for him to have his way with her and it wasn’t helping that his cock was surging against his zipper, ready to take what she was offering. But he wasn’t that man. The age gap between their years kept swirling around his head, taunting him.

“I fucking know,” He growled into the empty room. 

Even if there wasn’t an age gap, he’d never lay his hands on a drunk woman, talk more of one that was under the influence of drugs.

He stood there, staring at her, ignoring the raging lust struggling to spring free within him as he thought of how to help her. He wanted to take her home and let her sleep it off but he knew her dorm wasn’t a safe place for her at the moment. Anyone could walk in and have their way with her and she wouldn’t even recall the next morning. The only safe place he could offer was his home. He’d be able to watch her and she’d be in safe hands.

“Who’d save her from you?” his subconscious taunted him but he pushed the voice to a dark corner of his heart as he settled for pacifying her enough to get her home safely.

“Come on, doll, let’s get you home,”

“No,” Cookie shook her head frantically as she continued grinding her thighs faster. “I want you here,”

Jamie leaned close and breathed against her lips. 

“Shhhh…”

Cookie latched onto that simple contact, attempting to seal her lips to his but he quickly pulled back.

“Nuh-uh…” he shook his head but she whimpered in protest. “Not so fast, doll. I’ll give you what you want but you’ll have to be my good girl first,”

Cookie stared at him with blinding hope in her eyes. He leaned in again but his gaze was locked on hers.

“Will you do that for me?”

She nodded frantically and he smiled at her.

“Good girl,” he whispered into her ear and let go of one of her arms, petting her hair with his free hand. That seemed to have calmed her as she remained in place, hopefully staring at him with parted lips. “Now, let's get home and I’ll give you what you want,”

Her whimper of protest came even before he was done talking.

“N-no… I can’t… I can’t wait. Now,”

“Shhh…” Jamie whispered in her ear again. “You’ll be my good girl and wait until we get home or you won’t get it,”

“Please…” she whimpered. 

Jamie could see the tears glistening in her eyes, making him curse. He didn't know how much he could take but he had to get her home soon and away from him. She was gradually driving him insane without even knowing and he wouldn’t do what he’d live to regret.

“Will you be my good girl and wait until we get home? Mmm?”

“Y-yes…”

“Good,”

Hastily, he threw her over his shoulder and exited his office, taking the back entrance to his car. He was able to get her in the back seat and fasten her seatbelt before getting into the driver's seat and zooming away. He knew she'd heavily distract him if she was beside him. Hence, he’d taken her to the backseat.

Throughout the short drive to his home, he kept glancing at the rearview mirror just to make sure she was okay but a few blocks to his home, his eyes landed on a sight that almost had him swerving off the road to hit a nearby building.

“Jesus!” He exclaimed with wide eyes.

Cookie was sprawled in the backseat with her legs spread open and her hand buried in her panties. Her head was thrown back and her lips were parted, with soft moans spilling from them.

“You’d be the death of me,” he groaned in frustration, forcing his eyes to return to the road so as to not get them killed.

Luckily for him, he was able to drive them home safely. As soon as they got to his home, he pulled to a stop and got out of the car. He opened the door to the backseat and carried her into his arms, ignoring her protest as he prowled towards the house like a man on a mission. And his mission was to get this tempting woman out of his sight before he’d sin.

The moment he got into the house, he took the stairs to the top floor and carried her into the spare bedroom closest to his room. Thereafter, he dumped her on the bed with the intention of leaving her but she held onto him tightly, pulling him on top of her with her legs wrapped around his waist and her core grinding against his crotch.

“Please, I'm close. Just this once,” she whispered, grinding hard against him.

Jamie remained still, his jaw clenched hard and his heart hammering against his chest as he stared down at the little temptress that had been sent from hell to seduce him.

“Hold on, doll. Be a good girl and let me go. I’ll be back to take care of you,”

He didn’t know how he got the strength or courage to say those words but even after he did, Cookie didn't let go and he began to feel his resolve slipping.

“No. I can’t hold it anymore. Please, help me,” 

Tears brimmed in her eyes as though she couldn't help it.

Jamie was aware of how badly she was craving this pleasure and he could understand it was quickly driving her insane to not get the relief she was craving. But he couldn't do what she was asking for.

And you won’t let someone else help her. His subconscious taunted him.

“Please,” Cookie pleaded again, still grinding herself on him as a lone tear slid down her cheek.

The drug's effect was gradually reaching a maddening height and he knew it would only get higher. 

“I can’t… I can’t…”

“Shhhh…” he placed a finger on her lips.

Seeing her in such distress was tugging at his heartstrings.

“I’ll help it go away,”

Her glassy eyes lit up and her legs around his waist tightened. Jamie wasn’t sure why he said those words but then his doubt was beginning to creep in and the trusting and hopeful eyes staring back at him weren’t helping matters.

Was he about to make a terrible decision?

As if the universe could hear him, his phone suddenly rang and he fished it out of his pants pocket to see it was his cousin, Chase, calling.