169 Passion In The Air (1)

Jennifer's body was now literally quivering with the electrifying shocks she was getting.

She was now practically begging him to stop his assaults on her body, "D-don't, I..you..no."

But was Emmett going to listen to her pleas?

No way he was going to let her go just like that!!

This was just the start, so he couldn't just let her go away without doing anything to her.

Blowing air on her face, he whispered slowly, "Hmm..what don't, huh? Do you not like it?"

He started to give her butterfly kisses all over her face, making sure that he didn't kiss her on her lips.

Jennifer felt like fainting!!

She couldn't even stand straight now and was leaning against him for support.

But she felt kind of empty when he kissed her just on her face and not on lips.

Was she craving for something more?

She looked at the man who was in front of her, kissing her face lightly.

His eyes held a very different emotion and he looked at her lovingly.

Lost in his eyes, she didn't even know when she was carried by him in a princess style and taken to the second floor where her room was situated.

On the second floor, in front of a room, Emmett continued with his assault as he kissed her face.

Jennifer subconsciously started to sought for his lips. She wanted more, she was craving for more.

But Emmett always ducked away whenever their lips were about to meet.

Frustrated Jennifer grabbed his face and tried to kiss him.

But Emmett escaped from her hold, which made Jennifer frustrated and she glared at him.

A throaty chuckle escaped his lips when he saw her getting frustrated.

He really liked to tease her.

"Aren't you going to show me your room, huh?" He spoke in her ear, making her close her eyes.

Her body had completely went out of control. She felt a slave under his care.

Bending down a bit, he made her stand on her legs, but she wobbled as soon as her feet touched the ground.

She grabbed his suit as she steadied herself.

Giving the devil a glare who was enjoying her plight, she tried to walk after making sure that she would not fall down and embarrass herself.

She had to forget everything and she will take her revenge soon!

Jennifer started to walk towards her room which was at the end of the corridor and Emmett followed her. Though she didn't want to show him her room, she had no choice given that he may end up telling her mother the truth, if Mary asks him whether she had showed him her room or not.

Unlocking the door with her fingerprint, Jennifer opened the door wide for him to enter.

She decided to forget whatever had happened in the corridor of the first floor.

Though she still felt the sensation of his kisses all over her face and also her ear.

With a dark red face, she moved inside her room.

It was a good thing that she wasn't a lazy like log and didn't like to leave her room uncleaned.

Emmett was surprised when he saw her unlocking the door with a fingerprint.

It was rare for a person to have a fingerprint lock on their room door. It was usually fixed outside the house, not a room.

The milky fragrance wafted into his nose as soon as he entered the room. He was a little bit taken aback when he noticed that her room had a black and white thing, similar to his room.

Was their taste's same? He wondered.

Her bed had a black and white bedsheet spread all over, hanging, just few inch above from touching the ground.

The wall was painted in white and had few photo frames matted in black just above the bed. It contained her pictures.

There was a small table and chair in the corner of the room which was also black and white.

A furry mat was spread near her bed and vanity table.

A shelf was fixed at the right side of the bed and the wardrobe was on the left.

The room had a pinch of feminine taste in it, and it looked spacious.

Jennifer cleared her throat to get his attention, "Now we should go, you have already seen my room." She acted as though they hadn't acted intimate some time ago. But she herself knew how hard it was for her to act as though nothing had happened.

On the outer side, she looked calm, but there was emotional turmoil going inside her.

'Why am I reacting to his touches?? Why does my heart seem to flutter with his kisses?' She already had the answer, but she didn't want to admit it.

It hadn't been even a month since she came to know him, so how could she feel something for him?

'Maybe I should just clear my mind later and make sure to maintain distance from him.'

[A/N: You had already decided to do that, but you still ended up melting with his touches and kisses.]

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When Emmett was busy observing her room, he heard her speak, "Now we should go, you have already seen my room."

Emmett felt amused by how she was trying to run away from him. Even though she did hide her emotions well and didn't let them show on her face, he was well aware that she was just trying to mask them.

Hence he closed her room's door, locking it from inside, "What's the hurry?" He gave a cunning smile to which Jennifer widened her eyes.

Jennifer panicked when she saw him closing the door.

All the calmness which she was keeping on the outside, started to crack when he started walking closer to her.

Darting her eyes everywhere in the room, but him she tried to calm herself down.

"What are you doing?" Finally she was able to speak coherently, without stuttering, but she had her eyes on the buttons of his suit as she spoke. She couldn't speak properly by looking at him, as she was sure that she would end up loosing herself if she was to look into his mesmerising eyes which always seem to suck her in.

"Me? I am doing...." He left the sentence trailing, for her imagination to run wild.

[A/N: You could have just said, "Me? I am doing you!" Hehe...you see I am not shameless. I was just stating your points my dear friends. I know you wanted him to say this.]

And it did work. Jennifer gulped as she started imagining him doing something to her. Giving him a quick peek, she lowered her eyes again after seeing the look he held on his face now.

He had a huge smile on his face as he observed her every changing expression.

Jennifer continued to moved back, with him moving in slow steps to catch hold of her.

She stopped when her legs came in contact with the bed.

She tried to escape from her left side, but Emmett was quick as he held her hand.

Bending down he chuckled, "Where are you running to, en?"

Trying her luck, she tried to escape from right, but failed when he grabbed her other arm.

Forcing her to bend down further towards the bed, Emmett towered upon her, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.