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The in the Room

I S A B E L L A

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people's blood right?" I asked him later on when we got back to his house. He was sitting at a desk in this office-like room and I was lying on a couch near to it. My body felt completely exhausted after we'd come back but I still wanted to ask him more. I want to know more about his world.

"What do you think?" He asked, "Does it look like I'd have a problem with doing that?"

I didn't really reply to that because the answer was already obvious. It was going to be hard trying to live cramped up here. It made me feel trapped... well I was trapped. Not only that, he wanted me to sleep in the same bed as him. I wasn't going to admit it to him but, deep down I felt kind of scared.

I mean... I still don't trust him. Hell, I don't even trust myself. My body always reacts so weirdly when he's close to me or touches me. I don't trust myself to not do anything laying beside him. I didn't like when I lost control over myself last time when he'd barely even done anything, and I wanted him to so bad. It just made me so frustrated, because I didn't get why I craved him so much.

Even right now, thinking about this all makes me...

"Isabella," he said turning towards me, his eyes looked like they were flickering from red to black and my eyes widened.

"If you don't want me to bend you over this desk right now and fuck you, stop thinking whatever it is you're thinking."

With those words, he sent shivers through my body. I looked at him then at his desk and bit my lip. I blushed as the image ran through my head and my body heated up. I could feel myself getting aroused and I was afraid that he could too. I covered my face with my hands and turned away from him. I felt tears coming to my eyes, this feeling again.

That made me betray myself.

"Isabella..." He said, surprisingly softly. I jumped back as I felt him close to me, "Why are you crying?"

He sighed, I'm sure he already knew why I mean, my face would've given it away even before my head could've.

"I don't get it. Your body wants it right, you want it? Why are you denying yourself pleasure? I mean I get you're trying not to give in but why? It's only going to hurt you doing that."

"Shut up..." I said quietly, shielding myself from him.

I yelped in surprise as I found myself suddenly lying on his desk, his papers and all, scattered on the floor. His hands were at either side of the desk and he hovered over me. I could feel his hot breath hitting my face.

"Isabella you're body is begging me for it but you're telling me no. Now, which am I supposed to listen to?" He asked, his lips hovering over mine. He stared directly into my eyes and we held eye contact. I could feel sparks flying all around inside me, I felt so turned on.

"I get you don't want to lose it to me but, this is driving me crazy and I can barely control myself right now. So make up your mind."

Make up my mind? I could barely think straight with him over me like this. His fangs were slowly protruding from his mouth and his eyes were filled with lust. I looked up at him with wide eyes and I just didn't know what to say.

He stood between my legs, and I could feel his boner against my crotch, growing harder by the second. It was sending tingles all over my body and I was aching to get closer to him.

He pushed his boner up against me and I gasped. "Do you feel that?" He asked, whispering. He dropped his head down near my ear and spoke in a low, yet seductive voice.

"Do you feel how hard you're making me Isabella?" He asked, "Don't try to tell me that you're not as excited as I am, I can smell it- you want this."

My face went a dark shade of red and I looked away from him. He licked my ear and trailed kisses down to my neck, lightly nibbling on it.

"I'm trying to control myself but..." He licked the place on my neck from where he'd bitten earlier, causing me to moan.

"When you look like that..." He said, slowly moving his hips back and forth, grinding against me. "And moan like that..." He continued, as I let out another moan, "I really can't help it."

He trailed kisses up my neck and kissed my lips roughly, his hands ventured every part of my body and I was completely submitting to him.

"Fuck..." He said, his voice strained. He pushed up off of me and stood up, fiddling with the buttons in my jeans. I sat up quickly and grabbed his hand, making him pause. He looked up at me with a threatening glare.

"Don't."

I let go of his hand hesitantly and he continued to take off my pants. Was he really going to do it?

"Take off your shirt... actually just undress." He said, backing away from me. I looked at him with wide eyes and froze. He really was going to do it.

"Cole, I..."

"Don't talk. Just do what I tell you," he snapped making me jump a little. I nodded and slowly took off the rest of what I had on. I shielded myself from him as his eyes trailed up and down my naked body.

"Move your hands," he said, and I hesitantly did. I looked away from him as he sighed. It felt like he was going to devour me or something.

"You're so... beautiful," He murmured, quietly.

I could feel tears building up in my eyes as he neared closer to me, unbuckling his belt. He slid it out of each of the loops and folded it. He came closer and turned me around so that my back was facing him and hit my ass lightly. He rubbed it afterward and pulled me closer to him, I could feel his erection against my ass.

He trailed his hand softly down my arm and grabbed my hand. "I want you..." He said, whispering softly in my ear.

"To..." He guided my hand down my body and kissed my neck.

"Touch yourself for me."

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Yeah.

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