Chapter 24 #2
“Is it?” his body pressing me hard against the door.
I can feel his length hard against my stomach.
“If I could have you, do you think I would be sitting in this room all alone, so goddamn hard I can’t think straight because all I can think about is my cock down your throat?
” leaning in to me, he stops mere inches from my lips. “I could never not want you.”
“Then why’d you leave?” I ask him in a pained voice. The sadness inside me bubbling up past the surface.
His eyes reflect how I feel.
Instead of answering, his lips come down hard against mine, swallowing the gasp that escapes me. I don’t pull back; instead, my arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands in my hair, tilting my head to give himself better access.
He pulls back abruptly as my hands unhook his belt.
“Fuck!” he shouts, hitting the door hard and causing it to rattle against the frame.
I’m slid to the side by the door as he moves out of the room and back across the hall to his old room.
“He told me that.” I sigh. “Right before we kissed.”
I’m across the hall after him, shutting the door quietly as he stands facing his old bed, his back to me.
“You don’t get to storm into my room, tell me you want me but you can’t have me, kiss me, and then leave.”
“I didn’t mean to kiss you. Shit, I didn’t mean to follow you.”
“Then why did you?” I ask, stepping in closer to him.
“I — I don’t know.”
“Because, yet again, you’re denying yourself what you want?”
“Drew, there are things —”
“Shut up.”
Turning around, he finally looks at me, his eyebrows rising, a slight smirk on his lips, loving when I give him attitude.
“You think you can’t have me.”
He nods his head.
“But you want me?”
Again, he just nods his head.
“Then why don’t you give yourself what you want?”
“Sketch, I…” he trails off as if he isn’t sure what to say. “I don’t deserve you.”
“Isn’t that for me to decide?”
“No,” he looks up at me. “There are things you don’t —”
“I don’t care.” I tell him honestly. “We all have our secrets. How ‘bout this?” I whisper, taking steps closer to him until I’m standing close enough to touch him.
“If you can’t give me what I deserve, then give me what I want, right now.
What my body wants.” Taking one more step towards him.
“Give yourself what you want.” Another step, our chests nearly touching now, looking up at him.
“One more time, and then we can go back to hating each other.”
“One more time?” There’s a humorous undertone in his voice.
“Consider it closure if you want.”
“This is a horrible idea.” He lowers his voice, looking down, and I can see the fire starting in his eyes.
My hand finds its way to his chest, using him to balance myself on my toes as I elevate myself closer to eye-level. “Always was.” Breathing, waiting for him to match my move, as a sign that he wants this just as much.
His hand gripping the back of my neck and pulling me to him causes me to squeal before his lips silence me.
“You remember something?” Liv asks.
Nodding my head. “Yeah, it’s fine. We were both pretty out of it.
He probably remembers as much as I do. Maybe less because I’m sure I only remember a lot because I woke up in bed with him.
You guys can go. I’m sorry you felt the need to come check on me.
” Turning, I look at Low. “I know you have a class to get to.”
She hesitates, eyeing me suspiciously, and then nods her head. “Call me if you need anything?”
“Always.” Leaning over to hug her.
“I love you.” She whispers to me before glancing at Liv and standing up.
I catch them nodding at one another before Low’s out the door.
“You don’t have to stay, I don’t need a babysitter.”
“I know you don’t.” She smiles at me as she stands, walking into the kitchen. I can hear the water running for a moment before she walks back towards me. Handing me the glass of water before she rummages in her purse.
“Thanks?” I say in a questioning tone before she holds out what looks like a piece of thick paper. Taking it from her, I shake my head as I read it. “Plan B?”
“You got pregnant last time to guys were together —”
“Most likely not the last time.”
“Close enough.” She shakes her head. “You can’t remember if you guys used protection. So unless you want to chance getting pregnant, and if you do, I’ll support you through it. But if not, take it.”
I nod my head before I pop it out of the packaging and into my mouth.
“Thank you.”
Gulping the water down with it. I lean back against the couch.
She leans back next to me, matching my position as she reaches the remote out and turns on the TV. “And I’m not going anywhere.”
“You don’t need to —”
“Please.” She smiles over at me. “That shit’s made me sick the couple of times I’ve taken it.”
“Thanks, Liv.” I pause as I look back at her. “Can we not talk about it anymore, though?”
“Of course.” She smiles. “Whatever you need.”
She turns on a show, but I can’t concentrate; all I can see are the flashes of last night slowly playing through my mind.
He’s underneath me, his eyes wide on me as his hands grip onto my hips tightly, forcing me hard down on his length.
A groan coming out of both of us. Leaning up on one elbow, he grabs the back of my neck, pulling me down to meet his face, our mouths moving as one.
A squeal comes out of me as he flips us over, leaning over me as he slams into me once before pulling out.
“Roll over, ass in the air.” He demands.
Moving over onto my hands and knees, he forces my legs further apart, and it surprises me as his tongue comes back down onto me.
Lapping at me, sucking on my clit before jamming his tongue inside of me and causing a moan to slip out of my mouth.
His fingers rub circles onto my clit as his tongue-fucks me. “Oh, fuck.” I groan out.
“Don’t move.”
A whimper comes out of my mouth, fueling him, quickly picking up the pace. My insides clench around his tongue, and his own groan comes out before he silences himself. My body vibrates, but his demanding me not to move plays in my head again, and somehow brings me closer to a release.
Moving his mouth, he slips his fingers inside me as he leans over my body, bringing his lips right next to my ear. “You want me to fuck you?”
Quickly, I nod my head.
A dark chuckle comes out of him, tickling my ear, as his teeth come down biting onto it.
“I’m not gonna fuck you until you come.” My inner walls clenching harder onto his fingers.
“Atta girl, just let go.” Releasing me as he moves down my body, his arms come up and around my thighs, holding me in place.
Sliding his fingers back down my pussy, pressing against my clit again as he pushes his tongue back inside.
“Oh, fuck.” I whisper again, losing control over my inner walls as his hand comes up, tapping my clit before pinching it between his fingers, and his tongue pressing deep inside again. Another chuckle coming out of him as I feel my release. He slows his movements, lapping up everything I give him.
“Goddamn,” he whispers as he moves away from my pussy.
The bed shifts as he kneels behind me, feeling the tip of his cock as he pushes it inside me.
“Fuck!” I moan out.
“Shh,” he whispers, leaning over me and wrapping his hand around my mouth. “Hold on to the headboard.”
I can’t help but follow his demands. Pushing myself up until my hands are in place.
He leans into me as he slams his dick into me all the way to my inner walls, his hand muffling my moan.
“Shh,” he whispers into my ear. “You trying to get me killed?”
Shaking my head as he slams into me again.
“Fuck me.” He whispers, panting as he moves inside me, not slowing down, not giving in any. Gripping my hips with his free hand and pistoning his hips deep inside me.
“You think I don’t want you? That couldn’t be further from the truth.”
Shaking my head, attempting to stifle what happens next. I can’t let myself think about it.