"Ah. Miscommunication then. It's actually that I prefer being on the other end of it. So if you're offering, I have a more than a willing lap for you."
Sighs to himself when her gaze lands on him.
He's always been close with his brother, but at this very moment he could feel his blood begin to boil with envy.
daydreaming, daydreamingโ
โ โ โ Until tingles tickled the back of her neck. Quick as lightning and without warning, her gaze snapped to Rabastan. The faraway look in her eyes was promptly replaced by something present and aware, the entirety of her focus fixed on her watcher.
Winks at the blonde as she crumbles the note.
As planned, he leaned against the brick wall after class with an unlit cigarette between his lips as he waited for her.
Sha panicked. Abruptly she moved away from him, โcan I go to the restroom?!โ The professor stopped, looked at her and nodded.
And then Narcissa was briskly walking out of the classroom and down the stairs.
His fingers continued trailing up and down her thigh, each time they moved up it was higher than the last time until he made contact with her underwear.
Narcissa sucked in a breath, and quickly glanced down to her notebook in her hands, pretending to read over her notes, but with the feeling of his hand on her skin, she could barely focus on anything else.
He frowned as he looked up, appearing focused and paying attention while his hand slid down the hem of her skirt and then up to brush against the outside of her thigh.
Her whole body tensed at the contact. His hand was warm against her, and goosebumps erupted down her arms and up her back.
She didnโt dare look over her shoulder at him, and instead kept her gaze firmly ahead.
But that didnโt stop her from taking a small step
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