Muse [h.s.]

8. temptation

🎵Sweet Insomnia — Gallant (ft. 6lack)

Ella's POV

"Oh my god, Ella, you feel so good, babe," Kyle moans, his hands gripping at the sheets around me.

His body hovers over mine, his thrusts barely hitting the right spot as I lay beneath him under the bed, my eyes screwed shut as I try to force myself to get into it.

It's not like I didn't want to — I was the one who initiated it. I just...I thought it'd help me destress and take away these feelings I've had since at the club...since he and I had those shots at the bar.

And usually, sex between Kyle and I is enjoyable. It's nice.

But, just as fast as it began, it's ended, as Kyle sputters out profanities as he comes undone, spilling into the condom.

He rolls himself off of me as he lays on his back beside me, catching his breath.

There's no breath of my own to catch.

He peels off the condom, aiming it for the bin beside my bedroom door, but misses, because I hear it hit the floor.

"That was great, babe," Kyle breathes out heavily, wiping a hand across his forehead. I give him a forced smile before I get up, wrapping the sheets around me.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," I announce, though I know he's almost on the verge of slumber, as his eyes are shut. I sigh — looks like he's gonna stay here another night.

I don't usually complain like this; Kyle is nice, I'm enjoying my time with him so far. It's just that sometimes, I'd like to just...breathe a little. I enjoy my own space and time, I've learned, and he always seems to want to stay over at my place.

He's a pleasant guy; he always gives me a kiss when I bring him lunch at the beach, he shows up to surprise me at my apartment.

Like I said, I'm enjoying my time with him. The sex is nice, but...

It's usually only a few minutes.

And I don't come.

Ever.

I always think I will, and just when the pressure begins to build up in my belly, it just...disappears.

Before I pad outside my bedroom and into the hall, I pick up the used condom that Kyle threw and throw it into the trash bin. I head into the bathroom and turn towards the shower, turning the knob for the water to fall.

As I wait for it to heat up, I let my thoughts roam. Though I don't think I'm as wasted as I was earlier, my vision is still swimming. After Kyle led me back to Lydia and Jax, I had turned around, but I noticed Harry was gone.

I thought he was behind me, but I thought wrong, because clearly, he wasn't. I had feelings of yearn after he left and I'm not sure why — I mean, it had to be all the liquor.

Plus, everyone gets flustered like this when they see an ex, right?

Steam begins to fill the bathroom, signalling the water is hot, and I step into the shower, closing the doors behind me.