Trials Of A Heart | ✔️

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~Brielle's POV~

On Friday afternoon, Phoenix seemed rather glad to be done with school, a groan leaving his lips as we got into his car. I couldn't help but to giggle softly as I pulled on my seatbelt and looked over at him, smiling stupidly to myself. "Are you excited about the break?" I asked, setting my backpack on the floor of the car, next to my feet.

Phoenix stuck the keys into the ignition and glanced over at me as he started up the engine. "Yeah." He chuckled, beginning to reverse out of the parking lot. "Are you? We're leaving to go to my dad's house tomorrow, you know." He reminded me, making me bite gently on my lip. I'd honestly been trying my best not to think too much about the fact that I was going to be meeting his family, because the thought just made me really nervous. "I-I know." I stammered, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Do you think your dad will like me?" I asked hopefully, peering at the side of his face.

A handsome smile formed on his lips as he glanced my way. "I think he will love you." He assured me, focusing back on the road ahead of us again. I smiled softly but I still couldn't help how nervous I continued to feel despite his reassurance. "Did you find out if your brother is going to be there, too?" I wondered, curious to know if I needed to prepare myself to meet two people instead of just one. He hummed softly and nodded his head. "Yeah, he'll be there." He told me, briefly looking at me again. There was a playful grin on his lips. "But if you're expecting him to be as handsome as me, I wouldn't." He teased, causing me to giggle and shake my head. "I don't think I will ever meet another person as handsome as you." I said honestly, studying his side profile. Even from this angle, he looked unbelievably attractive.

He smirked smugly and turned down the street that led to my apartment, not looking at me when he spoke again. "How do you feel about letting me spend the night?" He asked suddenly, catching me a little off guard. I blinked and furrowed my brows, my heart racing a little faster at the idea of it. "I just figured it'd be easier. I'll have to come pick you up tomorrow anyway if I go home tonight, and you know I'm never against spending extra time with you." He explained when I didn't respond for a moment, too busy caught up in my own to answer. When I finally steadied my mind, though, I nodded my head eagerly and grinned. "Yes, you can stay!" I exclaimed excitedly. If there was one thing I loved about him sleeping beside me, it was how comfortable I felt in his arms when falling asleep. There was no way I'd turn that down.

We arrived at my apartment and he followed me inside, grabbing a large black bag from the back of his car before he did so. I assumed he must've been counting on me saying yes to having him spend the night because I was pretty sure it was a bag filled with a change of clothes. He entered my apartment and I smiled as he smacked my butt playfully when passing me by, a heat in my face as I shut and locked the front door. "Pervert." I giggled softly.

All he did was snort, sending me a what'd you expect look as he walked towards my bedroom. Usually when he and I hung out together, we hung out at his place because it was nicer, more private, and on top of that his bed was bigger. My lips parting as I realized that I was going to be sharing my bed with him tonight—my very tiny bed that wasn't made for two people. It sure as hell wasn't made for me and a man as giant as Phoenix. The bed is going to be so cramped. What if he decides to go back home instead?

Biting on my lip, I entered my room, half expecting to find a highly unsatisfied Phoenix. That wasn't the case, though. No, instead he was relaxing in my bed, glancing my way with a smirk on his face when he noticed me here. "Forgot how tiny your bed is." He send, and then he feigned disappointment. "I guess you'll just have to sleep right up against me the entire night." He said, a mischievous look in his brown eyes. My face burned as I sent him a look, knowing his filthy mind was already in the gutters. "Are you sure? I could take the couch if you want to sleep in my bed." I offered instead. Although I wanted to sleep beside him, there really wasn't room for two people and I didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

"No." He scowled at me. "You are going to sleep right by me in this bed, tits against me and all." He nearly demanded, causing me to giggle softly and fiddle with my fingertips. "I love you." I said softly, heading towards him. I crawled into my bed as he laid on his back, straddling his lap. He groaned as my bottom settled down on his lap, those soft brown eyes looking up at me in a way that made me wiggle my hips to try to ease the ache that was starting to grow between my thighs. This made my hips rub against his, earning a low groan as he placed his hands on my upper thighs and pushed my body down onto his a little harder. "You're being such a little fucking tease." He breathed out, releasing a grunt as I rocked back and forth on his lap.

I could feel his large erection beneath my body, pressing firmly between my thighs. A heat flushed up into my face and I bit on my lip as I placed my hands on his hard stomach, feeling his abs through his shirt. He breathed heavily as I pushed his shirt up until it bunched up beneath his pecs, the muscles in his abdomen tightening when I trailed my fingertips down, feeling them beneath my touch. Moaning lowly in the back of his throat, I felt his gaze on me as I began to fumble with his belt, unbuckling it as fast as I could. As he watched me, I could feel his erection shifting beneath me with need, his bottom lip taken between his teeth when I peered up at him and pulled off his belt. "What do you think you're doing, Brielle?" He breathed.

"Nothing we both don't want." I responded softly, unbuttoning his jeans before I unzipped the zipper. He suddenly flipped us over, pinning my body beneath his on the mattress. "Are you sure you know what you want?" He asked, his eyes hooded as he peered down at me. "Say it." He demanded.

Against my lower belly I could feel how hard he was for me, making me bite my lip gently and pull him into me more. I wasn't sure what it was, but there was something about seeing, feeling how much I could turn him on that I found hot. It was the perfect ego booster. "I want you inside me." I said softly, my own dirty words making my face feel hot. I'd never said anything like that before. He swore colorfully and kissed me roughly, his lips soft as he devoured my mouth, making me arch into his body. My hands wandered up his shirt and I found myself thrilled at the feeling of his body on mine like this, the ache between my thighs growing stronger.

Phoenix suddenly bit on my bottom lip and I cried out as he wedged himself between my legs, firmly pressing his erection against my core. He groaned back at me and broke the kiss, surprising me when he grabbed me around the neck and held me down as his other hand slipped beneath the fabric of oversized pink sweatshirt. I felt his hand brush along my skin and I was wracked with shivers, my nipples prodding against the fabric of my sweatshirt as I only became more aroused. "Please." I gasped, feeling his fingers wandering down towards my light yellow biker shorts that I wore. He smirked wickedly and slid his big hand down the front of my shorts, grabbing me over my panties. I whimpered and he chuckled softly, seeming to like that he was teasing me so cruelly. "Are you going to beg for it, Ellie? You want my cock that badly?" He murmured, almost sounding mocking. I groaned in complaint and arched my back, wiggling my hips desperately. "Y-You're teasing me so much worse than I teased you." I pouted, breathing heavily.

He merely shushed me, abruptly pulling my panties to the side before he pressed two long fingers to my entrance, pushing them in. I cried out at the feeling, and he grunted as he tightened his hand around my throat and slowly eased one finger inside instead. "It's going to hurt you, baby. You're too tight. I don't want to hurt you." He breathed, pulling his hand from my shorts.

"I-I can take it." I stammered, feeling a little bit nervous. I knew it was going to hurt. From the first moment I'd seen him naked, I knew it would really hurt to have him inside of me, but I wanted him so badly that I didn't care. It'd probably never not hurt, and I wasn't going to wait for something that wasn't going to happen. "Please, Phoenix. I'm ready." I whispered. He released his hand from my neck and sat back between my legs, lifting his shirt over his head as I watched him. I leaned onto my elbows and bit my lip as I watched him undress little by little, until eventually he was completely nude. I watched him sheathe his thick length in a condom that he'd gotten from his wallet, my body lined with goosebumps.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the front of my sweatshirt and yanked me up, pulling it over my head before throwing it to the side. I hadn't worn a bra today, just because I hadn't felt like it and the sweatshirt was big enough that nobody could tell if I wasn't anyway. He pushed me onto my back again and I squealed as he tugged my shorts and panties off in one quick go, leaving me as naked as him. We both took a moment to appreciate the sight of one another before he pressed himself in on me, his darkened eyes focusing on my face as I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance.

When he began to push in, I knew then that there was no going back.