Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97758 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97758 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
“Fuck off.” He swivels back around, facing the front of the classroom.
I study how his entire body is coiled and tense. Whatever is going on with him doesn’t really have to do with me, I don’t think. For some reason, I want to know. Why? I’m not sure. It’s not like I even like the guy.
Liar.
While I wait for the bell to ring, I hunt online, searching for a new Daisuke cosplay wig. At last year’s Anime Con, I hated the fact that at least fifteen other people had the same black and orange-tipped wig. This year, I want something custom and different.
The bell rings and class begins, but my mind is still on Anime Con. Adapted to anime from a popular weekly manga serial published in a Tokyo magazine, Mubōna Ikari is popular at the conventions because it’s so widely watched and has been around for years. The two feuding families in the series—the Kinoshitas and the Miyazakis—spend all nine seasons battling for various reasons. Daisuke Kinoshita comes from a good family, but he’s restless and causes trouble. His nemesis, Chibi Miyazaki, lives with a notoriously evil Tokyo crime family but craves a normal life. The main battle between the two boys is that they continuously envy the other’s life. It isn’t until the fifth season that a tricky majo puts a spell on the boys, trading their bodies. At first, they enjoy the other’s life, but when they realize it’s not all they expected it to be, they soon want to go back home. After they’re switched back, they secretly form a friendship behind closed doors, and ultimately they find love with each other.
The bell rings again, and I shake away my daydreaming. There was a time when I’d get into so much trouble at school for sneak-reading Mubōna Ikari manga. My schoolwork always fell by the wayside as I got lost in Daisuke and Chibi’s world.
By the time I gather my things and step out of the classroom, Alis is nowhere to be found. My gaze drifts to where Naomi chats with Leon, and then I’m tracking Alis again. I find him at a vending machine, bent over to retrieve his drink. His jeans hug his ass, making me salivate. I can’t even lie to myself that he isn’t hot because my dick perks all the way up any time I see him.
I’m attracted to my enemy.
I don’t know what to do about it either.
“You going to tell me what has your panties in a twist?” I ask, leaning a shoulder against the machine.
He straightens and twists the cap off his Coke. “Nope.”
Our eyes remain locked as he tips the bottle up. I watch the dark liquid rush between his pouty lips and into his mouth. He swallows, and I track that movement too, fixated on how his Adam’s apple bobs. It makes me wonder just how far it would protrude with my dick pushed deep into it.
“Am I sucking you off right here in front of everyone?” Alis taunts, his wicked brown eyes flickering.
I glance over my shoulder, thankful no one is nearby. “You’d like that.”
“I know how you taste.” He steps closer, flashing his white teeth at me, reminding me of the semi-evil Chibi from Mubōna Ikari. “So, yeah, Voss, I’d like that.”
His tongue darts out of his mouth, licking over his bottom lip. I stifle a groan because I can practically feel the needy, wet feel of it on the tip of my dick again. If there weren’t a hallway full of our peers, I’d almost be tempted to grab the front of his shirt and haul him to me.
Then what?
Taste his taunting words right from his mouth.
I bet they taste like Coke and limes and a little bit like victory.
“Oh,” he says, his brown eyes burning into me. “I almost forgot. I owe you this.” He thrusts the Coke my way, shoving it against my chest. “From this morning.”
My hand curls around his smaller one that’s holding the soda. Images of him in his bed with his hand stroking his dick have a low growl rumbling from me. I lean toward him, inhaling his scent like I could get high from it.
“You’re playing with fire,” I warn. “It’s going to burn when it consumes you.”
He stands on his toes, bringing his mouth to my ear. “I’m not scared of a little heat.” His hot breath sends shivers of want rippling through my body.
“You better walk away, Wonderland, or I won’t be held responsible for what I do to you in front of everyone. That’ll surely get back to your daddy.”
My words have their desired effect because he jerks away, glowering at me. I uncap the Coke and bring it to my lips, winking at him. He shoves his middle finger in my face before storming off. I’m grinning after him when Naomi sidles up beside me.