Masked Feelings

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

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Chapter 33: Chris

"Get out already" Chris said with a huff. I glared at him but didn't move at all. I wanted to annoy him even more. "Athena, Get out. I have a party to go to" He insisted. I blinked several times. A party? This is what I needed right now. I smirked and watched as Chris sigh.

"I'm coming with you" I announced.

"I didn't invite you" Chris mentioned making me shrug.

"No one will know that I'm crashing in"

"It's my party" he said with rose eyebrows.

"You left your party to pick up a random girl?" I asked while staring at the guy.

"Yes. And now I'm regretting" he breathed. I gave him an innocent smile and did the puppy eyes.

"Can I come to the party, please?" I asked in a small cute voice.

"I don't even know you" Chris pointed out.

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