Bad decision

Emily~~~

A loud splash echoed on the side as someone yelled canon ball and jumped into the lake. Cheers, and laughter rang out immediately, but Stella and I were in our own little world.

“What about that one?” She asked and I furrowed my brows, my eyes scanning the tall lanky guy chatting with his friends.

“Not bad. A tad too chatty for my taste though.” I gave my serious judgment.

“What? Chatty is good. It means he knows how to use his tongue.” Stella waggled her eyebrows, looking at me with a mischievous smirk.

Pfft. I spat out the drink in my mouth. Was it the 6th drink or the 7th drink?

Hell! I didn’t know and I didn’t care!

We were browsing through the crowd as if we were picking out an outfit to wear and it was ridiculously amusing.

Stella, as well, was in her full form as she propped her mouth open and snaked her tongue up and down.

“It’s all about the tongue baby. It’s all about the tongue.” I giggled, mimicking her actions.

We looked like a couple of lunatics as high as kites, but who cared? Everyone around us was just as crazy and boozed up.

As we continued giggling and wagging our tongues, suddenly a voice sounded from behind us.

“Tsk. Tsk. There are other muscles which are better than the tongue ladies.”

It was an alluring velvety voice that tasted like dark chocolates and sweet nothings.

I spun around to see who it was when a pair of freaking gorgeous blue eyes stared back at me.

Ah… I pulled back my tongue and closed my mouth, swallowing hard. Was I dreaming or did his eyes actually emit sparks?

I took a step back, staring openly at the beautiful specimen of a man standing in front of me.

Scratch that. Beautiful was probably… no definitely the wrong word to describe him.

He was a man. A man’s man literally oozing raw sexuality.

His naked upper body glistened under the moonlight, tempting me to run my fingers all over him.

I sucked in a deep breath, my eyes lingering on his arms, chest, and ripped abdomen. God, he had abs for days.

Beads of water dripped from his wet hair. They rolled down the strong rock-hard muscles trailing down his wide chest, solid abdomen, narrowing waist and…

Oh, God! I gulped. My cheeks flushed, my entire body heating up.

“Eyes up, ladies.” He grinned, his full lips curling upwards.

“Aaa… ha ha ha ha… I will go get a drink.” Being the good friend that she was, Stella snapped out of it first and awkwardly chuckled.

She winked at me before walking away, leaving me with this mythical creature that could probably make every single woman’s knees go weak.

I gulped again, my throat feeling very parched.

My shameless reactions obviously did not escape the man’s eyes as his grin further widened, unapologetically cocky.

But damn! That only added to his hotness!

I watched him like a silly lovestruck fool without blinking…

He must have used some sort of black magic for sure. Was he a warlock? My brain wandered to crazy places.

Leaning closer to me, with the cocky smile still lingering on his lips, he ruffled his wet black hair.

A few drops of water landed on me, one in particular landing on my lower lip, which the stunning beast didn’t hesitate to touch.

He casually raised his hand and rubbed my lower lips with his thumb.

Electricity shot through my spine.

“Want to go home with me?” He whispered, his voice as soft as hot molten chocolate.

I trembled. And then, like an idiot, I nodded.

What… What the hell am I doing?

You don’t know the guy! My common sense tried to speak to me, but I was too smitten to care about it.

All I saw was him and his strong manly hands that I desperately wanted all over my body.

Fuck! I bit my lips, unable to believe the thoughts running in my mind. I was still a virgin for god’s sake. What the hell were these thoughts?

But then I remembered, why I was a virgin. It was because an alpha cannot pick a mate who was not a virgin.

So of course, my mom made sure to drill into my brain that I absolutely had to remain a virgin.

She might even kick me out of the house if I dared to disobey this specific rule. Not that I wanted to. After all, I was saving myself for Liam like the fool that I was.

His elegant charming face flashed in front of me again, a complete contrast to the beast in front of me.

One was like lukewarm water while the other was like hot spewing lava. There was no comparison.

I gulped, my eyes tracing the strong chest again. I wanted to lean on it. I wanted to bury my head into it.

“Let’s go.” The beast chuckled arrogantly. The look on his face said that he could read my thoughts which were probably as clear as day.

His hand moved from my lower lip, and before I could react, he casually slapped my behind.

The fuck?! Did he just slap my butt?

My eyes widened, only to see him smirk once again and turn around.

He had a set of keys in his hand that he swirled around and walked towards one of the parked vehicles.

I gulped, a small hesitation creeping up in my heart but then my eyes fell on his back. His strong muscular shoulders and his tight butt that was straining against his trunks.

Fuck! I knew I had already lost this battle.

I licked my lips and followed him, like a puppy following its owner.

Before today… before these few fantastic seconds… I had never really considered myself to be a carnal person.

Wolves were carnal.

They were animals who demanded raw power and pleasure but perhaps because mine never came out, I have never felt that pull, that attraction.

Even Liam… I liked that traitorous bastard. I envisioned us spending our future together and it looked good.

But this pull… This raw attraction… was something completely new to me and I loved every second of it…

Lord save me!