Chapter 52 Avoiding Him
LISA
"You've been avoiding me, Red."
It was neither a question nor an observation, it was a statement and my heart lurched in my chest at the voice and Axel's presence.
He was right. I had been avoiding him like a coward and I realized that wasn't the way out of our situation. I couldn't go on avoiding him forever and I have to be upfront about what I wanted with our
relationship.
I turned around to look at him and my heart skipped a beat when I saw him. I had almost forgotten how sinfully handsome he was and now that he was dressed casually, in black jeans, a tee shirt, and
an unbuttoned shirt with rolled-up sleeves that made butterflies take to race in the pit of my stomach.
Damn! He was too handsome and I was badly attracted to him.
"What are you talking about?" I feigned ignorance with a little smile on my face.
"Come on, Lisa," his voice was hard and rough, "you know what I'm talking about."
"No, I don't, just because we've been so caught up with classes and we've not had time to fuck does not mean that I've been avoiding you."
He smiled darkly because the smile did not reach his eyes and he moved closer to take my hair in between his hands.
"We both know if we wanted to fuck, we'd have made time for it no matter how busy we are and that's even, by the way, don't pretend you've not been intentionally avoiding me because you have,
you've been running out of classes before I could make my way to you and you've been doing a good job of turning to the other direction if you see me walking towards you."
"Don't overhype your importance too much," I tried to sound as dismissive as possible, "you're only reading meaning to what isn't."
He didn't reply to me, he just regarded me silently with his eyes and when I thought he was going to walk away angrily, he grabbed me by my hands and he pulled me away from the hallway and into
the nearest classroom which was empty.
He locked the door behind him and my heart picked up at the familiarity of all these. I knew what was going to happen. I knew he was going to fuck me senselessly to make up for all the days we'd
missed and to punish me for daring to ignore him.
A part of that was grateful for that because I've missed that, a whole lot and because fucking like that could only bring our relationship back to normalcy.
But when he turned away from the door, there was nothing lustful about the look in his eyes, instead, they were filled with worry and concern as he closed the distance between us and he tipped my
chin up so I could stare into the abyss that was his eyes.
"What's wrong, Red? Why have you been avoiding me?"
I tried to free myself from his hold but it only tightened around my chin more, "I only told you that I'm not avoiding you."
"Yes, you are and we're not leaving this place until you tell me why."
What? He didn't lock us up here because he wanted us to have sex but because he wanted to find out why I've been avoiding him.
"So we're going to waste our time here in silence when we could make the best out of it by making up for all the days we've missed?" I sounded as slutty as possible and I made sure to rub my center
around his groin to feel him already hardening there. For a second, his eyes became clouded with lust and he looked like he was going to kiss me, to take me up on my offer before the lust cleared away from his eyes, giving way to its usual bleakness.
"If you want to bend you over and fuck you, then you'll do well to answer my question."
"Geez, you're so impossible."
"I've been called worse."
He kept his eyes locked on me and I inhaled and exhaled. It was obvious that he wasn't going to let me go so I decided to tell him part of the reason.
"With what happened at Kay's show, I just want us to keep everything low-key for a while, I can't risk Angel finding out about us, knowing Angel, she's going to use that knowledge for her gains and
it's only going to mean hell for me. I can't afford to make that happen."
He didn't say anything but his hold loosened on my chin and he slowly started to massage the spot he had held in a death grip seconds ago.
"So what happened to telling me instead of ghosting me?"
"I just told you now, right?"
"You're really impossible, Red and you drive me so fucking crazy," he gritted out before his mouth crashed down on mine, kissing me thoroughly and making up for all the lost days.
I kissed him back with equal intensity, relinquishing the familiarity of the kiss. This was it; what our relationship is really about, just physical connection, and no matter how hard the lines blur, we'll
always come back to this.
I expected him to deepen the kiss and take things further but he kept kissing me as if that's all he wanted to do and when I couldn't handle it anymore, I reached for his belt.
He broke away from me and he grabbed my hands. I looked up at him, confused.
"What's the color of the dress you're wearing to the dinner hangout?"
"Red?" I replied, lips still tingling from the kiss and brain confused on why he was asking that kind of question when he should be yanking my clothes off and fucking me.
"Good!" he dropped a quick kiss on my lips, "we should leave now, it's getting late and they'll soon lock the faculty."
His words confused me, "what? You're not going to fuck me?"
His look turned feral and lustful, "I'll fuck you quite alright but not like this, not here, the things I have planned for your body require more space than a storeroom."
Wow! My cheeks heated up at his words and for the life of me, I couldn't wait.