Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
SILAS
I knew coming back here would be a mistake. She riles me up, makes me so fucking angry, but yet, I find myself infatuated with her.
Dirty blonde hair, pretty green eyes and curvaceous.
She has grown into her body, a lot more than when I last saw her.
Full tits, round and toned ass and thick thighs that I want to bury my face between.
There has always been something, but I promised myself I wouldn’t touch her until she was eighteen.
But she kept pushing me away, chipping at me day by day until I gave up, I fucked her mates because I could. Kelly was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
I knew I shouldn’t have done it.
She lost them all because of me.
But if she just let me in, things could have been different.
I had to push her away, she was too young, too na?ve, I couldn’t go there. I suppose it all just went on for a little too long.
And here we are, still fighting about it.
But if she wants to keep going, I’m ready.
I will take everything from her until there is nothing left for her to give me.
And I will get it.
Mark my words.
I have been tempted by the enemy for too long, and now I was back, I wasn’t leaving until I branded her as mine .
The following day I stayed out of her way, I didn’t want to, but after fair warning from my mum, I actually listened. I had shit to sort out anyway so I spent the day in and out and keeping well out of Hallie’s way.
By the time evening came, she had already eaten in her room and shut herself away.
Hated that I hadn’t seen her.
But I stayed away like I was asked.
Sitting on the sofa flicking through the channels, the house is quiet and after a while, I give up. Switching it off, I sit alone with my thoughts for a moment.
I didn’t tell my mum I was off work because we lost a colleague.
It cut me up a little deeper than I wanted to admit.
I love my job, but I’m gutted. Truly.
A noise behind me pulls me from my thoughts and I quietly look over my shoulder to see her raiding the fridge.
She’s petite, I would put her at five foot four, and the urge to sneak up behind her and kiss her neck before picking her up and wrapping her legs around my waist is overwhelming, but I don’t.
I just watch.
Cute, frilly shorts and a matching crop top, my hands tingle at the thought of trailing them across her warm skin.
Hate that any boy or man may have touched her, hate that I have never felt her skin beneath my fingertips.
Venom licks at my skin when I think back to the way my mum kicked me out and it was because of her. No, I wasn’t innocent.
But neither was little miss Hallie.
That halo is very crooked, and if you looked closely, you could see her horns in the shadows.
Pushing up quietly, I step towards her, leaning across the breakfast bar and my eyes fall to her ass.
Fuck.
Imagine slipping my cock in and out of her, I would ruin her.
Literally.
Fucking my hate into her, but also fucking her hate for me out.
Maybe that’s what we needed.
“Well,” is all I whisper into the dark room, and she jumps, spinning as her green eyes widen on me.
“You scared me,” she pants and I kind of feel a little bad as she kicks the fridge door shut.
“Oops,” I shrug my shoulder up and stand tall, walking around to where she is standing and grab the banana from her hand.
“Hungry?”
Her eyes slice to my hand then back to me.
“I was, kind of lost my appetite now,” and she curls her lip in a disapproving manner.
“I haven’t lost mine,” my eyes are ablaze.
“Don’t you dare,” she whispers as she darts to the side, but I rush after her, grabbing her around her waist and carrying her back over to the counter, sitting her on the cool surface.
“Or what?” I ask, looking down at her, chest rising at falling. “You gonna scream?” I smirk.
She tries to slip away but I shake my head from side to side.
“You wanted to fight?” my eyes volley back and forth. “Then fight me,” I whisper as my fingers dance up her thigh, her breath catching at the back of her throat as I slip under the hem of her shorts.
“Get off me,” she tries to push my hand away, but she can’t. Dipping my fingers across the front of her pussy I groan as I slip two fingers between her legs and rub her clit.
She presses her legs together to try and stop me, but it’s not convincing.
“Is this you fighting?” I cock my head to the side, a boyish grin on my face as I use my spare hand to push her thighs open then position myself between them as my fingers continue their teasing. “You’re not very good at it, are you Little Trouble .”
I brush my lips against hers and her eyes widen as I slip the tips of my fingers into her soaked little cunt.
“You’re wet for me; fuck…” I drawl out, a growl vibrating in my throat.
“Silas,” she whispers, panic clawing at her throat just as I push my two fingers inside of her.
“Such a tight pretty pussy,” I nip at her jaw, my lips dusting down to her throat as I pump them in and out of her slowly. “Are you going to be a good girl for me and give me your orgasm?” I tease as I swirl my fingers at her tight opening but step back from her slightly, my other hand pulling her shorts to the side as my eyes fall between us. Her cunt looks stretched out, my two fingers teasing her pussy before I glide them up over her clit, rubbing softly and just as my eyes lift to hers, her lips part.
“Or am I going to take it,” my voice low as gravel wraps around it just as I shove my two fingers back inside of her and she whimpers.
Her hands curl around the edge of the counter, eyes watching as my fingers fuck her tight little cunt and I can feel her pussy tighten around me, her breaths laboured and sweet as fuck moans fill the room.
“You want me to take it? Because I will, I don’t care if you won’t give it to me willingly .”
A tear slips down her pretty face just as I curl my fingers and rub against her g-spot, my thumb finding her swollen little clit and circling.
“I’m going to take everything from you, Hallie…” I lean in, my lips against the shell of her ear. My fingers slick from her arousal, her cunt tightening around me and I know she is going to come at any second. “I am going to ruin you.”
And she chokes, a sob of a moan passing her lips as she comes all over my fingers, her body trembling as pleasure consumes her. Brushing my lips against her tear stained cheek I whisper, “What a pretty mess you’ve made.” I slip my fingers from her and watch as she winces.
I furrow my brow as she shoves her hands into my chest and jumps from the counter and I watch her leave before the slam of her bedroom door echoes throughout the quiet house.
I glance down at my fingers and bring them to my lips, licking them clean before I take myself and my aching cock to bed.
I needed to jerk off.