What If

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The hot shower felt refreshing as the water cascaded down my neck and back. My body was sore from the fight with Tyler, and the water was doing it justice. I washed my hair quickly, ridding the smell of sewer, welcoming the scent of cucumber from the body wash Aiden had. I reached for the loofah that was hanging off the hook on the wall only to grab a large hand instead.

He grabbed the bottle of wash from my hand and foamed up the loofah before washing my back slowly, starting from the nape of my neck to my lower back and turned me around, doing the same to my front. His blue orbs never left my own as he scrubbed my body with the purple loofah before handing it off to me and turned around so I could do his back.

I cleaned him just as slow as he did to me, watching the soap bubbles against the muscles in his back, hiding the tattoo's on his body. He turned around as my hand lowered down to wash his waist, he grabbed my wrists in his hands and pinned me to the bathroom wall. He lowered his face to mine and hungrily captured my lips with his own. I dropped the still soaped up loofah by our feet and wrapped my arms around his neck as our tongues battled for dominance over one another. His right hand slid down my body slowly, over my hip and under my thigh, resting it over his hip before he thrusted into me with ease. I let out a gasp as he filled me slowly, our lips breaking connection as he moved his hands under my ass and picked me up swiftly. My legs immediately wrapped around his waist before I began to move my hips against his, creating a fast and hard rhythm that had us both moaning and wanting more.

It was strange to me how much I craved him. Sure I used sex as a emotional weapon to cope with my feelings, but from the moment he walked back into my life, I tried to stay away from him, even though I couldn't. My body and vagina wouldn't let me, and I didn't know why. Was it because he was my first actual love? Was it because we've been to hell and back together? Was it because he was more like me than any other man was? He makes me feel safe, he makes me second-guess myself more than anyone can. He makes me want to say fuck it, over and over again and just let there be us.. together.. like this..always.

As I let him have full control over me, enjoying the way he made me feel as his lips was on my neck, his fingers digging into the flesh of my ass as he moved my body against his own, I felt the tears once again run down my face, subconsciously kicking myself in the ass for getting touchy-feely. But this time, he couldn't see it, as the water that cascaded down on us, masked it well.

From what I needed to do, I knew this was the last time we would see each other. I needed to leave and find answers, alone. I know he is going to try and find me, just like I would with him if he was in my shoes, but I needed to do this alone and not worry about him getting hurt. It was selfish, I know, but I am what I am and nothing could change that. Not even Aiden.

I did just that. 

Once I felt his sleeping body go dead weight on me, I slowly removed his arm that was around my stomach and eased out of bed and got dressed. I stared down at his gorgeous face as it was half buried in the pillow. I swallowed hard, not knowing if  we were going to see each other again. But I had to go find answers.

I slipped out of the apartment swiftly, letting out a deep breath as I made it outside, inhaling the sea air from the Brooklyn waterfront just next to me before hopping in my car that was parked up the block, that Aiden had taken before.

I pulled up next to Frank's, as I exited the car I looked around the area to see if Exodus agents were hanging out. I walked up the few stairs to the front door and knocked our secret knock before Xavier opened the door. His blue hues gave me a quick once over before opening the door further.

"It's about time." He mumbled as I walked past him and saw Frank and Bryan sitting in the living room, both on laptops. The local news station was on the television talking about this week's weather.

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