One
LISA
BEFORE
“I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to use baubles…
” Although, I can’t say I’m complaining.
With two large pink Christmas ornaments hanging from his dick, the guy I’ve been crushing on all semester is tied to a pillar in the middle of the cafeteria.
The lights shining through the tall glass windows of the building made it impossible to miss him and gave me the perfect view before I decided to approach.
I'm assuming he’s getting hazed for whatever reason because he’s also got tinsel wrapped around his body, but it doesn’t hide the hard planes of his chest that I’ve fantasized about licking too many times to count.
I place them over his ears, reaching up on my toes and brushing the tips of his short, dark hair with my fingers. “There, much better. Brings the focus to your handsome face rather than, you know…your dick.” Stepping back, I fold my arms across my chest and admire my handiwork.
The giant grin that graces his face in amusement awakens the butterflies in my stomach, and the booming laugh that follows sends them flying around my entire body.
“Mind helping a guy out?”
“I already did.” I shrug. “Much prettier.”
“Come on, Precious. Untie me and I’ll owe you one.” His deep, rumbling voice promises titillating things I’m all too ready to experience with him.
“Just the one?”
I swear his predatory grin in response is accompanied by a growl and oh my Goddess, all my dreams are coming true.
Our stare-off lasts only a few moments yet it feels like a lifetime. It’s intense and full of challenging humor that excites me.
This is going to be fun.
“So, if I were to give you back your freedom, who would I need to run from?” I cock a brow, knowing damn well I probably won’t recognize whatever name he gives me.
His smirk is salacious as he looks me dead in the eyes and licks his lips like a predator. “Me.”
“Hmm, that answer doesn’t bode well for you. Someone obviously tied you here for a reason. Care to share?” I take a timid step closer, jumping back almost immediately to avoid slamming my mouth against his as his intense aura overwhelms my senses.
“Obviously. Maybe they were trying to keep me away from you?” Oh, now he’s just mocking me.
“You know what? Fate can’t be thwarted so easily.
” I spin around like I’m some kind of fairy then stop to face him with a wide grin on my face.
When my eyes land on him again, his brows slanted in confusion, I realize my crazy is probably showing a little too much.
He’ll get used to it, maybe even grow to love it.
Time to go.
“Well, anyway, it was lovely to meet you, Bauble Boy. But I have somewhere to be before the sun fully rises.” I’m not lying either, I really do.
There’s a beautiful spot in the woods surrounding campus where the sunrise shines through the trees in the most gorgeous way.
It’s the perfect place to ground myself to the Earth Mother every morning.
Leaving this beautiful man high and dry is not something I considered when I first saw him bound to the pole, but my instincts are telling me that untying him could be dangerous.
As much as I want to climb him like a tree, feel his lips on mine, and his hands sweeping across my skin, doing so while he’s drunk is not an option.
I just know that setting him free will lead to something I won’t want to stop.
The shock in his eyes shows he’s registering my words a few seconds after I speak, like he can’t believe I’m actually going to leave him here. I mean, I totally am, because it’s the best thing for both of us.
He opens his mouth to answer, but I move forward, slamming the palm of my hand against his stupidly soft pouty lips.
“Don’t worry, Bauble Boy. I’ll cover you up a little.”
He raises a dark brow at me and licks my palm, making me giggle and shake my head as I pull my hand away.
The butterflies are in a state of frenzy inside me, it’s almost breathtaking, and holding myself back is getting more difficult by the second.
I grip the edges of my thick scarf, sliding it from my neck and allowing a slight chill to hit the newly-bared skin.
I imagine being naked in this huge empty space must be uncomfortable, which makes me feel a little guilty for leaving him here, but it’s nearly morning and the cafeteria will be packed for breakfast in the next hour.
I’m not the only early riser around here.
I wrap my scarf around his neck, grazing his skin with my knuckles just to feel him against me, before removing my jacket and wrapping it around his waist to cover his still-hard dick. Right now, the weather outside is bearable, so I don’t mind losing the layers.
While I’m dressing him, his eyes follow my every move, intense and humorous all at the same time.
“Perfection. Enjoy the rest of your morning, Bauble Boy.” I lean in to kiss his cheek, only he moves his head at the last second, claiming my lips with his, even though he’s the one tied up.
I linger for longer than I should, but he’s my new favorite addiction and walking away has just become ten times more difficult.
His tongue demands entrance and as it slips between my lips, making contact with mine, I about melt into him.
The butterflies are going wild and it takes everything I have inside me to pull away.
There’s a deep rumble from his throat as he tries to reach me, only to be held back by his restraints.
“Think of a new nickname for me, Precious, because Bauble Boy just won’t cut it. Come here.”
His cocky swagger and confidence almost kill me off, but I remain strong. I don’t want to rush this.
“Okay, see ya later, Tinsel Tits.” The surprise on his face before I turn and actually walk away is something I’ll remind him of for the rest of our long lives together.
But first, I have a sunrise to greet.