"We haven't started our classes yet, so stop speaking in spanish" I snapped being vexed with the whole waiting thing.
He took a chair beside me, too close that his thighs were touching mine. The atmosphere that was cold with the air conditioner soon dropped when his his hot breath fanned my ears.
"He oído que te gusta a la intemperie"
His voice hoarse with each word.
[ I heard, that you like it rough ]
"Pero por otra parte, su virgen." He added, with a curling smirk.
[But then again, your a virgin]
Not able to understand anything, I snapped my head in his direction with a vehement glare. But, the action causing my lips to slightly brush against his own, and in an instinct I leaned myself back to maintain a distance between us. His gaze soon found mine and his tongue darted out to lick his own lips delectably.
