Your Hold On Me

Chapter fifteen

It took two months for me to finally move in. We've been busy. Even though we hangout all the time we still had things to do and those things bleed into the weekends. We haven't had sex in a while. We haven't done anything. But we made sure to clear this weekend for just the two of us.

"What do you want to do?" I asked him

"I don't know you run the relationship."

"Says the guy that's like don't do anything without my permission." I mocked.

"Well...."

"Yeah don't have anything to say."

"Shut up."

We were on his couch, a Friday night watching a scary movie. We were both in one of his sweaters and had my blanket over us. Cuddling in his arms made me feel so safe. He would protect me from anything. The movie wasn't even scary and we kept talking over it.

"Well.."

"Well what?"

"What do you want to do tomorrow."

"Can't we just... oh my god Evans." I said sitting up right with a bright idea.

"What?"

"Were in fucking Los angels! We can go looking for David Dobrick. Or find a celebrity or something. We can go to the damn beach. The hell is wrong with us."

"It's winter time thought."

"You're such a grampa." I said, laying back on him.

He took a deep breath.

"I'm not a grampa when I'm making you scream my name."

I looked up at him and looked back at the tv.

"You don't know... I could be faking it."

I felt him look down at me. He slowly grabbed my neck and put himself on top of me.

"What did you say?"

"You heard me."

"You're such a fucking brat."

He took off his sweater and pulled off my panties. He turned me on my stomach and ate me out. I tried not to make noise to keep up the charade but he made me feel so good.

My legs started to shake and as I was cumming he pushed himself inside. He took my neck and held me close to him.

"Tell me again that you fake it."

His cock was so deep. I tried to speak but every thrust made me replace my words with whimpers and moans.

"I thought so."

He pushed my face hard into the couch. He slammed into me every clap filling the room. My moans got louder and I started to cum again.

"Is it good? Does it make you weak."

My legs started to shake and my eyes rolled back.

"Answer me."

He kept slamming into me and I put my hands on his thighs to stop him but I was too weak.

He pulled out and sat himself down and put me on top of him. He held me by the neck and watched my face as he slowly filled my pussy.

"Say my dick feels good."

I shook my head and smiled. But my eyes squeezed tight and I held onto his shoulders.

I moaned as he thrusted hard inside. His grip on my neck tightened and I couldn't breathe. I put my hand on his arm.