*How did I get here?* I asked myself as I rubbed the chemicals off of my face. It was just last week that I showed up at Hendrix' doorstep. Now he's in my bathroom, scrunching his face up and down. "I look like Ryuk from death note." He chuckled as he spiked his hair. "Yeah, the Walmart version." I chuckled to myself as I felt his green eyes sear onto my skin.
"You should probably wash that out, it's been 20 minutes." I looked at him and he nodded, as soon as he was about to turn the water on, a knock sounded through my tiny apartment.
"I'll get it!" He shouted, before I knew it, he was running to the front door. "HENDRIX" I screamed, I ran towards the front door. It was too late, the pizza guy looked at Hendrix, horrified. "Don't I look like Ryuk from death note! I look sick." He told the pizza guy. Pizza man didn't say anything, just took the money and left.
"You definitely look sick." I chuckled as he gave me a big cheeky grin. He set the pizza on the table. "Alright I have to go wash this out." He told me and I furrowed my brows. *Why announce it?* Before I knew it, I was being thrown over his shoulder, my butt was in his face, perv. "I want pizza!" I protested, it was no use, we were already in the bathroom.
He turned on the shower faucet, setting me down in the process. After about 2 minutes, the water warmed up. "Ok this is the perfect temperature." He smiled, hopping in the shower fully clothed. "What are you doing?" I huffed, my face turning crimson with anger. He chuckled at me in response, grasping a firm grip on my arm.
"Hey!" I screamed, before I knew it, I was pulled into the shower with him. "I said you would shower with me." He smiled, I looked at him through my eyelashes. My heart pounded against my chest. The short distance between us was getting to me.
Suddenly, his face went serious, like he was in thought. I looked at him with curious eyes, the dyed water was cascading down his sharp features. "What's wrong?" I asked, my hands made their way to his hair. I massaged his scalp, a sigh left his lips. "I missed you." He confessed, my heart sped up at the thought. My hands stopped in their tracks, his hair was back to his original white shade now.
I was about to put my hands down, but his calloused ones grasped onto my fragile arms, gripping them in place. "Tell me." He whispered, "tell me you miss me." He pleaded, he looked so sexy. His white hair draped over his face perfectly, making him look like a model. "I do." I whispered, suddenly, I felt my back hit the hard shower wall behind me. He was so close, I could feel every emotion bounce off him. "Say It," he let go of my arms, making them drop down. His right hand slithered around my fragile neck. "Say you miss me, Naira." He whispered in my ear.
"I miss you okay, so much. You haunt my every waking thought." I confessed, his hand on my throat pulled my whole body into him. Our lips crashed onto each other in desperate need. I've never been so happy, my true love was back. He was here, kissing me like I was the oxygen he desperately needed. I tugged at his wet shirt, he broke the kiss, his gaze was primal as I ripped it off of him. "You're next." He smirked, I lifted up my shirt in obedience. My wet shirt slid off of my dripping wet skin.
"Fuck." He whispered, taking me in. "I missed your beautiful body so much." Suddenly, a thought popped into my head. My eyes turned ablaze. "I bet you called that blonde's body beautiful too." I sneered, a deep chuckle vibrated throughout his muscular body. "You're so sexy when you're angry." He smirked, my body shivered.
"Honestly." He purred "Every second I was with her, I was only thinking about how I could make you angry." He tilted his head. I crossed my arms, accentuating my chest. He stared at it for a minute, before looking back at my face. "What about when you fucked her? What were you thinking then." My eyes turned to slits.
His smirk widened, "to be honest, when I was fucking her." He paused and watched my face redden even more. "I could only imagine that it was you that hugged my dick like a glove." His eyes turned so dark, they were almost black. "I imagined that beautiful face you make, every time you ride me. That's the only way I could ever cum."
I could feel how hot my face was, how dare he talk about what he would do when he hooked up with other girls. "Fuck you." I hissed, with one last primal look. He pounced on me. "I thought you'd never ask." He smirked, his lips latched onto my neck. *Oh my god,* he knew exactly where my sweet spot was. A moan coiled from my throat, he nipped at my neck in response.
His hands massaged my breasts. How could someone's touch feel this good? It felt like my whole body was alight with a fiery passion. "I'm going to fuck you so hard." He confessed, "you're not going to be able to walk for days."
My hands explored his entire body. "Please." I begged as I gripped his hard member. He lot out a hiss into my neck. "I forgot how big you were." I licked my lips, his hands gripped my waistline of my jeans, almost ripping them off of me. I shivered as the cool air hit my wet skin. I grasped the hemline of his sweatpants, successfully tugging them down. I groaned at the sight of him, he was huge.
His hot hand cupped my searing hot womanhood. "You're soaking." He smirked, "we're in the shower." I sassed back. He chuckled and pulled my panties down. "Shut the fuck up before I decide to leave you here, you can fend for yourself, can't you?" He asked darkly. I growled, wrapping my tiny hand around his throat. "You better not do that you white haired maniac." He smiled genuinely, his whole face lighting up. "Of course not."
And with that, let's just say the pizza went cold. He worshipped my body until the sun rose.
"Promise me that you'll never leave me again." He pleaded as he pounded into me. "Never again, I'll never leave you again."
I just want a Hendrix 😔🤚🏻
