Chapter Five

"Au--Austin? What are you doing here?" I stuttered, shock evident in my tone. He was wearing a black jacket and white T-shirt underneath it with cargo pants, that hung dangerously low on his hips. His hair was disheveled, making him look even more hotter and those hazel brown eyes bore into mine. Damn, this guy can pull off any attire. He looked so young and sexy in casual clothes and I found myself drooling at the sight of him.

"Who is this?" he pointed to Liam with raised eyebrows, not answering my question.

"He is my friend. Liam, this is Austin. Austin, Liam," I spoke in a high pitched voice, introducing them to each other, totally cool about what was happening around me. Note the sarcasm. Liam offered his hand to shake and Austin shook his hand while glaring at him. What was his problem?

"You may leave, Liam. We have some unfinished business to talk about," Fuck! I gulped at his dangerously calm voice. Was it just me or was it hot in here? I shook my head, getting rid of the inappropriate thoughts and walked towards them with a frown on my face.

"Hey, Liam is not going anywhere. What do you want, Austin?" I folded my hands in front of my chest and he glanced at my boobs. I narrowed my eyes at him and cleared my throat. He turned his attention to Liam and gave him a challenging look.

"I--- I was just leaving. Bye, Emma. See you on Monday," Liam gritted his teeth in anger and rushed out of the door, not bothering to take his books along with him. Oh god, now I should come up with some explanation on Monday. Austin walked inside as if he owned the place and I shut the door behind him, throwing my hands up in the air in frustration. Who does he think he is? He comes to my house unannounced and scares away my friend. And what the hell did he mean by unfinished business?

"So are you fucking him too?" he asked, taking me by surprise. Oh no, he didn't. What did he even think of me? I was fuming with rage now.

"Why do you care who I fuck and who I don't?" I sneered at him while he pushed me against the door. What was with him, pushing me against hard surfaces? I ignored the pleasure shooting through my body and tried to focus on my anger.

"Tell me, are you sleeping with him?" I could feel his hot breath on my face and heard my heartbeat ringing in my ears.

"I don't sleep around like you, jerk. He is my friend, more like a brother to me." I snapped at him and saw an unfamiliar emotion pass through his eyes but he quickly masked it with a smirk.

"He wants to get in your pants, sweetheart." I rolled my eyes, ignoring his stupid assumption, and pushed him with all my force. I took deep breaths and tried to calm my nerves.

"Why are you here, Austin?" I asked him in a much calmer voice. He ran his hands through his hair and cleared his throat before speaking.

"Well, you left that morning without even a note and I was looking forward to seeing you today at the game night but you were a no show," he replied honestly. That was one thing I liked about him. He always spoke his mind. A small smile crept on my face and I tried to hide it.

"Why? Did you miss me?" I smirked, finding this amusing as hell. He started taking a few steps towards me and I tried to step back.

"Don't move," he whispered. There was something about his voice that seduced the crap out of me and made me listen to him. Oh God, I wanted him to leave before I could do something stupid but at the same time, I didn't want him to leave. Indecisiveness.

"I need you," he stated bluntly and my eyes went wide. What did he mean by that?

"N--Need me for what exactly?" My voice came out in a shaky whisper as he trailed his hand all over my arm and felt his fingers grazing the elastic of the shorts while his eyes never left mine. I licked my lips and felt my legs go weak. He snaked his other arm around my waist and held me steady while his right hand went inside my shorts. He moved my panties aside and grazed his fingers over my pussy.

"Austin," I gasped as he touched my clit. Holy fucking shit, I needed him too. My mind was blank and all I could focus on was his hands and his breath tingling on my neck. I could smell his deep woody aftershave which was my new favorite from now.

"Shhhh," Fuck me, How can I stay away from him when he was making me feel this way? "I need you so that I can enjoy all of you, the way you feel against my fingers and the way you whisper my name in my ears," he rubbed my drenched pussy as my bit my lip to prevent the moan that was threatening to slip.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he backed me against one of the stools in front of the kitchen counter. "I want to be the only reason you get wet like this," he whispered in that deep husky voice and an involuntary moan escaped my lips. I loved the way he spoke so dirty and sexy. He started nibbling my ear and licked just below my ear lobe, making me grip his arm tighter. I moved my neck to the other side, giving him better access and he groaned against my neck. "You remember that night? How good it felt? I want to feel that again," he inserted his finger inside me and I jerked against his hand. "And again," I kept moving my hips and started riding his hand shamelessly. It felt so fucking good and suddenly there was a knock on the door. We both froze and I opened my eyes.

"Fuck, are you expecting anyone?" he asked me and I blinked my eyes trying to make sense of his words. The food.

"Oh yeah, I ordered Chinese take out," I said out of breath and he immediately pulled back, muttering a curse and licked his fingers, making the action look so fucking hot and sensual.

"I'll get the door," he adjusted his pants, looking at me and I quickly diverted my gaze. He made his way towards the door while I fixed my hair and let out a huge breath. That was so close. What was I even thinking? He wanted to fuck me again and again for how long? Till he gets bored of me? This was all so complicated and I couldn't think straight. I heard the door shut and turned around to find him carrying the food. 

"Hungry?" he asked with that stupid smirk on his gorgeous face and I rolled my eyes, reading his dirty mind. I set the plates on the kitchen counter standing on the opposite side far away from him and started unpacking the food. He kept staring at me as usual and I was acting like, nothing happened few minutes back.

"Is this the silent treatment that girls usually give?" he asked with a confused look on his face which made me laugh.

"No, I'm not giving you the silent treatment but it's much worse than this." I smirked and he looked at me with a small smile, "Look, Austin, I thought it was a one-time thing. Isn't that what you do? Wham! Bam! Thank you, ma'am!" He laughed at my response and I couldn't help but admire his beautiful smile, which reached his eyes.

"That's true. Seems like you know me well, including my favorite cuisine," he winked and continued to eat.

"Then why do you want to do it again and again?" I spoke quietly, blushing at the memory of what happened a few minutes ago.

"Because no woman has satisfied me like you. The sex was mind-blowing, Emma and you know it. You feel it don't you?" he stood up and tried to come to my side.

"No no, stay right there, mister. I want you to keep your distance if we are going to have a proper conversation." I said in a serious tone. He tried to hide his smile and lifted his hands in defense.

"Alright," he sat down and continued to eat. I let out a huge sigh and covered my face with my hands.

"So you want to just sleep with me? Like friends with benefits kind of thing?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Yes," he stated cooly.

"No way, What makes you think I'll even consider this?" I asked him with my hands on my hips.

"The way you respond to my touch says plenty. Trust me, you will agree to this. It's only a matter of time and I always get what I want, sweetheart." he stood up and stuffed his hands in his pockets, running his eyes all over my body which was not helping the situation at all.

"I'm not that kind of a girl, Austin. Go find someone else to satisfy your sexual needs," I said angrily and could see him gritting his teeth in anger. I hated how confident and cocky he sounded. He pinched the bridge of his nose and took out something from his pocket. It was his business card.

"I'll be expecting your call and If you don't call me, I may visit you again." He placed the card on the kitchen counter and made his way towards the door. I followed him right behind, enjoying the view of his sexy ass when he stopped midtrack near the door and turned around, "I know you are smart enough to figure out what will happen if I do visit," he said in that smooth sexy voice and kissed me on the cheeks before walking right out of the door. I stood in my living room dumfounded with the feeling of his lips, lingering on my cheek. What the hell just happened?