Glass Hearts [BL] Chapter 176: You’re So Freaking Hard[June’s POV]

I rolled my eyes at him, trying to act unbothered.

Why the hell does he keep saying stuff like that? Like he’d actually stop all his dumb habits just for . Like I’m so... exception. Ugh.

"I know you still don’t believe ," Ian said, his stupid little smile tugging at his lips as he patted my hair. "But I’ll keep trying. I’ll keep trying to win you over. No matter what."

Yeah, okay, Roo.

He walked over to pick up his keys from the dresser.

"You should get to bed," I muttered, mostly to distract myself from how warm his hand felt in my hair earlier. "Tomorrow’s gonna be a long day."

"Yeah," he chuckled. "If you need anything, call , okay? I’ll bring dinner to you. Eat and go to bed."

I nodded, gripping the sheets tighter, because he was still staring from across the room. His keys dangled from his fingers, but his eyes never left .

And then of course he started walking over.

Straight to .

And crouched. Right in front of .

My heart literally jumped out of my chest. "Wh-what are you doing?"

He tilted his head and smiled. "A goodnight kiss."

I scoffed, even though my heart was already sprinting. "Why should I give you a goodnight kiss?"

"So I can sleep well," he said, in that calm tone. Then his voice dropped. "I’m so sad, June. I just want to taste you before I go to bed."

My whole body froze. "T-taste ?! My pitch went higher.

What does he an by he wants to taste ?

I crossed my arms to cover my chest instinctively.

He smirked, leaning closer. "I an your lips. Those sexy lips of yours." His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, and I swear my soul left my body.

"Ian, go to bed," I managed, but it ca out breathless.

"Yes," he grinned. "Let’s do it on the bed. It’s easier this way." His eyes dragged down my body, slowly. "You look good in your pajamas. It’s making it hard for to control myself."

Holy son of a.....

I backed up more, but he climbed onto the bed, his body closing in on mine.

Then suddenly...he grabbed my hands, and pinned my wrists down. His grip was firm against the sheets.

My heart was racing too fast. Like really fast this ti.

Then he leaned in, to scent . He growled, as his lips brushed my neck first.

I swear I forgot how to breathe.

A groan slipped out of before I could stop it.

And then his mouth was on mine.

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.

It was so soft. So good. Too good.

That stupid spark shot straight through again the one I swore I wouldn’t let happen again after the first ti we made out.

But here I was, already gone. My hands betrayed , sliding up into his damp, soft hair, gripping it like I was the one starving to have him all over .

And yeah... I was gone. Completely gone

Because holy fuck... it felt so good.

I actually moaned into his mouth, which only made him smile, like he knew exactly how bad I was falling apart.

"Ian..." I tried to say, but it got swallowed when his tongue brushed mine.

Fuck.

Like what the hell, why does he kiss like this?

ssy, desperate, like he’s trying to have all of in.

And why the hell am I letting him??

I should push him away. I should. I should.

Instead my hands were still in his hair, yanking him closer. My knees curled around his waist. My whole chest pressed into him.

Oh my god. Oh my god.

"See?" he murmured against my lips, breathless. "Told you your lips would taste like heaven."

My cheeks flad. "Shushh," I whispered, before crashing my mouth back into his.

It got ssier, hotter. His teeth grazed my bottom lip, I actually scread, what the fuck was that sound that just ca out of ??

What am I doing? Why am I letting this happen again? He’s dangerous. He’s toxic. He’s going to fuck na if I don’t stop.

But also...

And I don’t want him to let go.

Not yet.

"Why do you..." I choked on my own breath when his teeth grazed my collarbone. "...why do you kiss like this?"

He laughed softly. "Like what?"

"Like you’re...fuck trying to ruin ."

He lifted his head, smiling at . "Maybe I am."

Oh my god. Kill .

He didn’t even need to do much, just the way his fingers pressed into the curve of my hip had my stomach twist

"June," he murmured. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to stop when you look at like this?"

I froze.

Because... stop? He thought about stopping?

Do I even want to stop?

He pulled away for a mont.

Why did he have to stop now?

His chest kept rising and falling, and then, he pulled his shirt off.

"Oh my god," I whispered, before I could stop myself.

His abs were right in front of his.

Those abs I’ve always thirst for.

His chest was broad, his skin was smooth and unfairly pale, catching the glow of the bedside lamp.

And the veins....oh my god, the veins running down his arms, curling over his biceps, his forearm flexing as he braced himself above . Even the line of his neck, the way a vein popped when he swallowed, had my stomach flipping inside out.

And those veins... if he’s this veiny up here, how veiny would he be down there?

Omg Stop. Stop thinking about it, June. Don’t go there. Don’t!

Fuck. You’re such a slut for even thinking about it.

He smirked, leaning down so close I could feel his breath on my lips. "You gonna keep staring or finally admit you like what you see?"

I tried to roll my eyes, but I hated how my body answered before I could deny it. "Please, you’re not that hot."

"That was a lie," I whispered breathlessly, because fuck it...denying was impossible. "You’re literally the definition of hot. No, worse. You’re smoking hot."

His smirk deepened, as he dragged his mouth down to my ear. "Careful, June. Keep talking like that and I’ll make sure you can’t breathe without saying my na."

I reached out and pressed my palm against his stomach.

My palms pressed against his chest. It was hard, solid, and really smooth. "Jesus, you’re... so freaking hard. And smooth. Like... who made you this way?"

My fingertips kept grazing the solid muscle like I couldn’t stop myself. He sucked in a breath, as he leaned closer.

"Careful, Juney. You touch like that, I might lose every ounce of self-control I’ve got left."

Yes please, lose all your self-control. Right now I don’t care what happens next....do whatever the hell you want.