"Mood?
I'm earnestly, effortlessly,
sincerely, and vividly
sexually exploiting you
In my mind."

-M.I. Rosegold

4 | Wolf Meets Sugar

Last night was torture. Once, I was swiping every sexy piece of clothing I own in my mind, then I scolded myself not to be so pathetic. Also, his thoughts never left my mind. No matter what I thought about, I came back to the square, drenching in need for him. After lots of tossing and turning in the bed and pulling my self-restraints, in the end, my fingers still had to reach the wetness down there.

Oh Vaughn...

It had been about 3 days since I met Leo. He texted me right the next day with a funny meme. It was so funny that I laughed and texted him back right away. Not thinking much about it. I have always felt at ease with the guy since I met him.

From then on, we have been texting funny memes to each other every day. And then laughing out loud like a fool regardless of wherever I was. I really liked his company. He felt like a great person to be with. Ron was already attaching our names together and dreaming of our future, counting our kids.

How do I tell her it was her brother's kids that I wanted?

No matter how much I tried to shift my mind to another male, every time my body, my mind, my heart, and soul screamed of only one name... Vaughn.

The Vaughn who I was going to meet today, finally, for the first time. The thought itself didn't let me sleep all night, and now I looked like a raccoon. Argh!

When we reached the mansion of Wolfs, her parents pleasantly welcomed me. It was so emotional to watch them hug their daughter with a bit of guilt in their eyes. Entering inside with my duffle bag containing my 2 days' supply of clothes, I looked around. It was a huge, aristocratic mansion screaming of wealth. I also noticed that... he wasn't here yet.

We were still at the door when I heard a car approaching, and automatically, my heart started thumping. Within a second, a butler flew towards the black, sexy Maybach Exelero that stopped at the front of the entrance.

Holding my breath, I kept staring at the car. I knew what was coming, yet I was scared to the bone. Scared of me. My emotion. The reaction of my body.

The front door opened, and slowly, a tall man in a black suit came out. The way his tall frame stretched out from the car and stood on its full form, I felt my eyes dilating in desire. I could swear, even coming out of the car oozed power and authority when it came to him.

I spent countless hours looking at his photos, dreaming of doing nasty things to his body. But never in my life had I imagined it would look far sexier, erotic, and tantalizing in real life. It was a torment, looking at him and not being able to run my fingers and tongue all over his tall, muscular body.

As he hugged his parents and then kissed Ron's head while crushing her to the bone, I kept on reading his body. Comparing his real features with his photos. I never knew I was such a good reader.

Can you catch the sarcasm over here? I am pathetic when it comes to Vaughn. Simply, pathetic!

His hair looked shinier, blacker, and softer; I wanted to touch them as his head would be buried in between my legs. His shoulder looked broader, muscular, and firmer; I could imagine gripping and biting on them as he ruthlessly thrust in me. His arms looked thicker and veinier; I could imagine them gripping my hair and every part of my body whenever, and however, he wished to. His expensive suit accentuated his firmer and muscular chest; I wanted to hug and bury my face in there, besides having the intense desire to lick and bite on it. His long legs looked thicker and stronger; I could bet he could carry me around and fuck me standing effortlessly. His fingers look longer; I could already feel them buried deep inside me.

And his lips... his lips looked softer and sexier; and my, oh my, how I wished to feel them all over me, touch them with my fingers, then suck, bite and kiss them to my heart's content. How soft would they feel on mine? Even the thought took my breath away...

His eyes? His eyes look more powerful, dominant, intent, and dark; even the thought of them looking at mine as I sucked his cock, or as he thrust in me jeopardized my existence.

Just when I was reading his eyes, I realized he was standing before me. He was standing very close to me with all his magnificent, mouthwatering, and panty-drenching glory. His eyes were looking into my soul as if he could read how I was sexually exploiting him in my mind.

Oh snuggles... What if... What if he actually can do that?

It is 'The Vaughn Wolf' in the flesh, who I'm talking about!

Maybe he can!

I felt my face redden and my body getting weaker, both with extreme desire and life-threatening, second-hand embarrassment.

Did his eyes just go a bit darker than before? Or was it my imagination?

"Vee, she is Jay... oh... I mean Xena. My best friend and my flatmate," Ron said chirping as she stood beside her brother and then looked at me, "Jay, this is Vee, my most favorite person in the entire world."

I tried to say something when I noticed his silent features. But nothing came out of my dry throat. I cleared my throat and tried again, "H-Hi... I'm Xena Myers," my voice came out raspier and hoarser than usual. I offered him my hand... maybe it was the only chance in my life when I get to touch him. How would his hands feel? Were they hot or cold to touch?

Deep in my heart, I believed that there was no way I would ever get to touch this man ever in my life again, if not today. It felt like he was from a different world, who was above us, just like a fallen angel.

It was too intimidating to look into his eyes, so I looked down at my hand. Greedily waiting for him to take it in his strong palms. Just for a second. Just a single, innocent touch, if that's all I could get.

But then, to my surprise, he ignored my hand completely, and without any sign of acknowledgment, he walked past me and went inside the house.

I stilled in my position, my hand yet up in the air.

"Hey, don't get upset, Jay. I already warned you about him, remember? He despises unfamiliar, or you can say most female companies. Just don't let his arrogance bother you, okay? Ignore Vee," Ron said, putting her hand on my shoulder and pressed a little to comfort me.

You said he was not much into female companies; you didn't say he despised women...

"It's okay. I understand," I said, putting my hand down. Not sure about who I convinced. Ron or me?

How should one feel when the only man she fancied with all her heart completely ignored her? Despised her?

Was it how I was looking at him? Was he angry? To be honest, I was looking at him pretty inappropriately. 

Or was it my look? I looked down at my white off-the-shoulder, ruffled crop, and blue jeans. I thought I looked good in this. It made me look cute. At the same time, they accentuated my curves, showing off a bit here and there. I even conditioned my hair yesterday to make it look shinier and went for minimal makeup to highlight my natural features.

All my hard work for this attitude?

Oh, Xena, what did you expect, you fool? You knew what he was like? The reality was not your fantasy, girl!

I should have known. A man like him had nothing to care about me. The guy was about 10 years older than me. He was not a kid to act immature around a woman. He knew what he did.

Well, if he didn't acknowledge me, I didn't need to acknowledge him as well. At least, not in front of him. What came into my imagination, fantasy and dream didn't count. With whatever self-respect I had, I'll keep my distance from him, now that I first-handed knew his attitude towards me.

I huffed inwardly and looked at Ron, smiling forcefully, "Let's go inside?" I rather asked her.

Ron understood. She smiled back and pulled my hand inside the house.

I put my bags in the guest room. Looking at my hands, I found them shaking. There was no way I was again going back downstairs anytime soon. I was warmly invited, that was true, but I didn't want to intrude on their family time. It had been long. Also, Vaughn would be there. And I wasn't as much invited there as I was before he arrived. He didn't want me there; I understood that round and clear. I was an unknown, unfamiliar, unwanted female here whom he despised and ignored effortlessly.

When it was lunchtime, I couldn't be in the room anymore and had to give in to Ron. She was nagging me to go downstairs for some time, and I refused her every time.

When I reached the dining table, I found all of them already occupying their seats. Looking around, I realized I had to sit either beside or opposite Vaughn. My heart speeded up again. I could turn my world upside down to be close to the guy, but not sacrificing my self-respect, of course.

Holding my chin high, I sat opposite him, with Ron sitting by my side. I didn't look at him to find if he noticed me or not. Because this time, I didn't stare at him as I did earlier. I made myself a fool before him already. I couldn't afford to do that anymore. With a heavy heart, I tried to concentrate on the food that a beautiful, young maid served on my plate. I smiled and thanked her as she smiled back warmly at me.

"So... how is your study going?" Vaughn asked Ron.

"It's going fine, Vee," Ron said, lying effortlessly. I almost choked on my food at how smoothly she lied.

Then I noticed Vaughn raising a brow at her as if challenging her to tell the truth. Ron just smiled innocently at her brother, still maintaining her façade.

"You will not be getting your Lamborghini Aventador if you don't get out of the college with the GPA that you promised me," he said in an unbothered way as he took a mouthful of his meal.

How could someone eat in such a seductive way? The way his mouth moved and his Adam's apple bobbed put me in a bizarre position.

I wanted him to rather eat me.

How was it possible that I could detect his intoxicating scent over all these delicious foods? It felt absurd.

Exactly how deep in shit were you in, Xena?

Where was your self-respect, girl?

I tried to avoid my eyes wandering towards him anymore. But I could feel that his eyes never looked at me, that I was sure about. Despite that, this proximity made my pussy howl in ache.

I was afraid that the wet stain might show through the thick denim fabric of my jeans.

Finishing my food fast, I excused myself and rushed towards the washroom before they could serve the dessert.

That moment, who knew that my decision to go to the washroom intending to fix myself was going to backfire me in just 10 minutes?

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