My lips touch his again and it's a lot more rough. I know we both need this, we both crave the others touch. It's intoxicating. He pushes the straps of my dress down to my hips and he reaches out and palms my breasts in both his hands.
A small moan...
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Ouch.
The banging in my head cascades throughout my entire body and everything aches, especially my legs. Why did I drink so much? Also, where am I? I didn't recognise the bed sheets and the room is a lot more modern than mine.
Why is there a rock on me? Oh no, that's just Jacob's arm. Wait, what? My head whips to the side and that's when I see Jacob's sleeping form. He looked relaxed and serene. His arm was wrapped around my waist and my back was flush against his chest.
Oh Lord. Did we have sex? Why can't I remember anything? I still had my dress on but my underwear was thrown across the room. That's not good. Jacob, however, was completely naked, except from the boxers he's wearing. His jeans are at the end of the bed and his shirt is near the door to the room. Oh Lord.
Jacob squirms from next to me and I slowly peel myself away from him and roll of the bed. I land on my ass and I quickly scramble to my feet. But then, as I tried to walk, an excruciating pain near my lady-regions shattered me. I vaguely remember being taken from behind and riding him, so I'm assuming we went more than one round.
Just as I reach the door at a painfully slow pace, Jacob decides to wake up.
"What the fuck?" I turn around to Jacob looking around the room like he got kidnapped.
I reach down and pick up my underwear and scrunch it into my hand. Jacob's eyes reach me and he quickly jumps out of bed.
"What the fuck?" He says, a little louder.
"I think we..."
"Yeah, no shit." Jacob slips into his jeans and then approaches me to pick up the shirt that was at my feet. "Let's just forget this ever happened." When he stands back up, his body towers over me and I feel small. I struggle to breathe because his face was inches away from mine.
"Can we please talk about this-"
"There's nothing to talk about." He mumbled before reaching behind me to open the door. I move in front of the door handle and Jacob recoils back.
"So, what? You fuck me and then act as if nothing happened?"
"You're the one that's been acting as if nothing has happened these past few days." He frustratingly runs his fingers through his hair and I vaguely remember doing the exact same thing to him, not a mere few hours ago.
"I've been trying to talk to you, but you won't listen to me!" I voice, flailing my arms in front of me.
"If I wanted to get hurt again, I would have talked to you, but seriously, Aria? Why are you making me go through this?"
"If you didn't want to get hurt, why would you fuck me?"
"I was fucking drunk!" I saw the veins in his neck contract and Jacob knew that he was getting angrier. He instantly turned around and paced around the room.
