CHAPTER NINE: BITE ME

Adam's POV

I sighed and rolled over in the bed clumsily. I expected to hit the floor, but instead I rolled into the other comfortable side of whoever's bed I was in.

The sheets were tangled around my body while I snapped open my eyes and began to investigate the room that I was sleeping in. The walls were painted blood red, and rap artists and rock bands covered the walls.

There was an orange lava lamp off to the side that was helping illuminate the room. The only two windows in here had been shrouded with jet black curtains.

Clearly the owner of the room didn't want any light to sneak in.

I sat up in the full sized bed and glanced down at the floor. There were stains from nail polishes splattering the beige carpet, and someone had written random reminders on the mirror with an orange marker.

I slowly stood from the bed and dropped the sheets to the ground to see that I was only dressed in my underwear. Well this was just getting better and better.

I eventually found my clothes and quickly pulled them on before the person I'd spent my night with could catch me half naked.

My feet had just started moving towards the door when my blue eyes fell onto the masterpiece hiding above the bed. Pictures, pictures, and more pictures had decorated almost the whole area of wall space.

I stepped closer and instantly recognized the girl who was in the majority of the pictures. A much smaller Bianca was smiling at me while dragging a brown teddy bear down a staircase.

Her curls were shorter and curtained the crooks of her neck. And her brown eyes told me that she'd just woken up shortly before the picture had been taken.

It was safe to say that the shirt she had on was a bit too big for her, and her Dora pajama pants made her look like even more of a child.

I didn't know what else to do besides smile at the picture in adoration and cock my head to the side. I brushed my index finger over it before glancing up at all of the other little Biancas.

"Is this who you're hiding behind those eyes, Bianca?" I whispered to myself.

Suddenly a banging sound from downstairs made me jump to dramatic heights. My eyes were wide as I stood there, waiting for another sound.

"Shit!" I heard Bianca yell in anger.

I couldn't help but smile at how angry she sounded while I began to make my way downstairs. I had just stepped down from the final step when a medium sized dog zoomed past me.

It almost knocked me down with its weight, but I kept my balance while cocking an eyebrow in the direction it was headed. I slowly followed it into the kitchen where I saw it eating eggs that had fallen on the kitchen floor.

"No, don't eat it, Jazz," Bianca ordered while trying to push the heavy dog away. Jazz didn't obey Bianca. As a matter of fact, she didn't even look like she was listening to her curly-haired owner.

I leaned against the frame of the door and cleared my throat. Bianca's head snapped up so that her eyes met mine.

"And he awakens," she teased softly.

"That looks fun." I kept my eyes on the dog who was still eating the eggs. "Do I want to know what you were doing?"

Bianca glared at Jazz and said, "Well I was making eggs. But then my phone buzzed, and it scared me. I think you know where this is headed."

I rolled my eyes before bending down to pick up the overturned skillet that Bianca had been trying to cook on. I carefully set it back on the stove.

Bianca slowly made her way over to me and placed her hands on my waist while standing dangerously close to me. "Did you sleep well?"

"What did we do last night?" I asked before she could make another move. Bianca was taken aback by my sudden question, but she never took a step back.

"Well you know…," she looked up at the ceiling, "this and that."

My eyes grew wide, and it felt like my stomach acid had found a new way to make me get ill. Bianca watched with interest as my pupils grew smaller, and my face went as pale as a sheet of paper.

"I think I'm gonna be sick."

"Adam," she quickly said with a laughing smile, "I'm just kidding. You ordered that we didn't have sex the other night, and I've been obeying. But that doesn't mean we can't get steamy sometimes."

Her words calmed me down a little bit, but the thought of making out with Bianca half naked still made me a little sick at my stomach. Flashing images of Bianca's party two nights ago filled my head.

"Are you feeling okay? You look a little clammy." She reached up and pressed the palm of her hand against my forehead while wearing a puzzled look.

I slowly removed her hand and said, "I'm fine. I'm just a little hungry I guess."

A seductive smile formed on Bianca's lips. She slowly began backing me up to her kitchen table while keeping one hand on my waist and the other pressed against my collar bone.

"I think I can take care of that," she whispered with the hint of a smile.

I couldn't help but smile back as she leaned forward to kiss me. But as soon as she got closer, I lifted her and set her down on the table.

She gasped before laughing softly and pulling me closer by my shirt. "Demanding are we?"

I grinned as Bianca wrapped her legs around my waist and pressed her mouth against mine. My hands were gripping her hips while hers continuously ran through my hair.

The kisses I shared with Bianca weren't like the ones I shared with Fiona. There was this exhilaration knowing that I was kissing Bianca. It was something I couldn't really describe, but it definitely felt incredible.

The kiss easily turned into something rough and demanding as our hands explored various parts. God, the heat from her mouth was making me go insane! Didn't she know what she was doing to me right now?

Bianca opened her lips against mine while pulling me even closer to her sitting position. I felt the back of her leg rubbing against mine in a slow fashion while she brushed her tongue over my lips.

I grabbed her thigh and heard a deep moan escape the back of her throat. I smiled at the effect I'd had on her while I continued to kiss her with demanding force.

I felt her hands brush my jacket off of my shoulders and begin to lift my shirt up and over my head. But I made no move to stop her from doing what she wanted.

We both pulled away while gasping for air from the last kiss. Bianca pressed her forehead against my shoulder while I breathed against her hair. I felt her lips brush against my shoulder softly. I closed my eyes and let myself enjoy the feeling of her lips.

I had myself closed off from the world when I suddenly felt a stinging pain in the side of my neck. I groaned as I felt her teeth pinch my skin, and she began to suck the skin she was tugging between her teeth.

I couldn't move, I couldn't think, I couldn't function at all. All I could do was stand there while she slowly pulled away. She had just begun trailing kisses up the line of my jugular when an image flashed in my mind.

Fiona…

"Oh shit! I forgot about Fiona!"

Bianca pulled away from my neck and frowned in confusion. "I'm sorry? What do you mean you forgot her?"

"Her flight lands today! I'm supposed to meet her at the airport in twenty minutes! Shit, shit, shit," I muttered while grabbing my shirt off of the ground.

"Are you kidding me?" Bianca asked. She was clearly disappointed that Princess Fiona was interrupting our fun. "You didn't even tell me that the bitch was coming back?"

"That's because you're not my girlfriend, Bee," I responded while putting my arm into my leather jacket.

Bianca oddly looked hurt by my words. Her eyebrows met over her nose, and she set her jaw while pressing her lips together.

"Then what am I?"

I froze and furrowed my brows at her. "Are we fighting, Bianca?"

She swallowed and quickly shook her head no.

"No, of course not." She locked eyes with me for a short moment. "Now you'd better go before she gets mad because you've only got thirteen minutes left."

I wore my nicest smile before saying a quick bye over my shoulder and hurrying outside to my car. I glanced at the teeth marks on my neck that were being reflected in my mirror. I muttered a quiet Shit before pressing down on the gas.

My hand rubbed the bite mark the entire ride to the airport.