Brock's Monologue

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“Yes Brock.” She replied to him looking down as I looked back at her. She swallowed and I also felt this is where Alex got his gestures when he did something unsavory.

“Emily get rid of me?' He said more like he could not believe it. The sound in his voice was so sad. His voice at the moment made me feel like that is what animals felt like when their masters leave them by the side of the rode. He also looked at her with a questioning look as if she was his master. With his head tilted to the side like a dog making it look all the more heartbreaking. I looked back at her behind me as she blew on her cup of coffee in a dark blue ceramic cup not looking up. I realized now that Brock was her body guard and she was giving up for me.
He seemed to realize that he had his arm around me as when I did because we looked at each other and he gave me that look and his lips parted. Then I could not take it anymore, I knew it was now or never. I did not care I was in pain and I should of not wanted him more then the pain. But for some reason the chemical reaction to him made it hurt less. I grabbed the sides of his beautiful cheek bones that could cut glass and kissed him. I did not just kiss him I explored his mouth with my tongue. He was hesitant, for a second then he kissed me back rubbing his tongue against mine and it felt great so I let my hands go up to his golden locks and pulled and he grabbed me by my waist. I then just jumped on him and I felt him all of him pressed against me it made me whimper against his lips. No one ever made me feel like that before. No one else drove me this crazy, he made me crazy and I realized I was the one who seduced him. But all logic reason went out the door and when I whimpered against his mouth his answer was a deep growl. The growl only men do when they want a woman. He grabbed me by my arms and pulled me back to face him and I looked into his eyes. My heart was beating fast in my chest and he was looking down at me. I thought he was going to stop like that day in his office but all he said was “Not here.” Then he walked into the big academy with me wrapped around his waist. He went to his class and then went to the back door and in there was a bed and books lots of books. I did not really look around but his room was