Page 123 of Disobedient Pawn

“The entire panty area is missing.”

“Yeah…again, I’m not seeing the problem. Are ya gonna wear ‘em like that?”

Myles sat his coffee down as he licked his lips.

“No, of course, I’m not.”

“But they’re all like that?”

“Yes.”

“So yer gonna to go commando?”

Grabbing my tank top from the dresser, I whipped it at his head.

“Jerk.”

Myles caught the material out of the air, his laugh ringing out, and as pissed off as I was, I couldn’t stay angry, staring at his amused face. I ended up giggling along with him and then sighed. Vicky was creative. A total bitch move, but creative.

“Is anything else of yours cut?”

Myles stood and came over as I pulled open the rest of the drawers and did a quick inspection, but all seemed fine.

“No, just the underwear. Damn her, now I have no panties.”

Myles picked up the icy blue pair I had on the dresser.

“Again, I’m not seeing the problem with this,” Myles said, grinning.

I tried to snatch the underwear out of his hand, but he held them over his head.

“You’re not keeping those.”

“I sure am. Consider it my payment for smuggling ya out of the academy and taking ya to the airport.”

He smiled, and I couldn’t believe he wanted to keep a pair of my underwear like a prize. I wanted to smack him and order him to give them back. It was a pervy move, but the thought of him holding a pair of my underwear while he jerked off was next-level hot.

“Fine, but no one, and I mean no one, ever sees those. If they end up here at school in the cafeteria or on one of the teacher’s desks, we will have a very serious conversation that will end with my foot up your ass.”

“Yer so fucking cute.”

Grabbing my chin, he dropped his lips to mine. It was more aggressive than the other kisses. He was so forceful that I stepped back, but he followed till my legs hit the bed. When his hand gripped my hair, I moaned as he pulled my head back until our kiss broke. Those amber eyes were dark like brandy and just as intoxicating. His lips hovered just over mine as the butterflies fluttered in my gut. Was this what passion felt like?

I wasn’t ready for sex, but all I could picture was him peeling that coat and hoodie off so I could touch his skin.

“Ya make me wild, Snowflake.”

My stomach pulled tight, and embarrassment flooded my body as he brought the blue panties to his nose but kept his eyes on me. A sound far more animal than human rumbled in his chest. I shivered and bit my lip. He broke eye contact to follow the action, and heat flooded my face.

“Wanna give me a used pair?”

My mouth dropped open with his question.

“Um, no.”

“I’ll steal a pair from ya one day Snowflake,” he said.

I cleared my throat and forced myself not to push for more. I wanted to try things that other girls my age were already doing, what Lizzy had done, but a part of me was holding back for so many reasons.