Playing The Game - Book Four in The WSU Series

- Chapter Fifteen -

I kiss my way down to her collarbone before slipping my hand lower, cupping her through her clothes.

Lizzie arched into me, as I smirked against her skin. She smells like roses, that's never changed. "The girls couldn't believe it," she mutters breathlessly, "the boys don't know yet— then again, the girls probably told them," I admit. She trembled against me and then her hand quickly clamped down on mine, before pressing me harder against her. My fingers slipped under her skirt and underwear, brushing her wet folds. I parted her lips before slipping a finger into her. Instantly Lizzie leaned her head back against my shoulder, "you always liked taking your time."

She reached back as she grasped my cock through my pants. "Shit," I bit my lip as I slid another finger into her. I fucked her with my fingers, the sounds coming from her mouth were heaven to my ears. Her grip on my cock tightened, "you were always a cock tease," I whisper as I bite her earlobe. "You remember," she gasps while her body stiffens against me. "I remember it all," and I do— she has a hold over me, I can't explain it. After her orgasm, she relaxed just before I lifted her into my arms as I carried her over to the bed. I pulled down her skirt and underwear as I climbed between her legs, shoving them apart. "Dear saint, let lips do what hands do," I mutter knowing that gets Lizzie hot, "you kiss by the book," she whispers a quote right back.

Never once did I take my eyes off her as I lowered my head. Like last time she tensed when I dove in, licking and kissing. Her fingers dug into the blankets as I continued, taking my time. Lizzie's back arches once again and it is a sight to behold. She is beautiful, she's always been beautiful. Once Lizzie came I got up off the bed to strip before climbing back on top, pressing my erection against her opening. Her mouth opened but nothing came out, "speechless?" I teased before hooking my hand under her leg and parting her further before I started to slide into her.

"What's in a name? that which we call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet." I recited which instantly made Lizzie wetter, her eyes grew heavy as I pulled out to only push back in just as slowly as before. "You lied," she speaks as her eyes shut, "what?" I ask before placing a hand at the base of her throat. "You read Romeo and Juliet before needing tutoring." I let out a dark laugh as my hand tightens around her neck causing her eyes to shoot open. "I read it the moment I found out it was your favorite," I admit as she grips my wrist, encouraging me.

My movements become harder and faster as my grip too becomes tighter.

"Then why?" She asks breathlessly, I pause mid-thrust, "you're really asking me now?" I question staring down at her. "Yes," she speaks softly, "because I wanted to know why you loved it as much as you do." Because I wanted to know if you loved me, the way I loved you.

Before I betrayed you and became your enemy.

"Oh," she gasps again as I continue to move, "I hated you," I nod as my necklace dangles down between us. "I know," I whisper as I slow down my rhythm, "forgive me, Lizzie," I ask once again. She hesitates for a brief moment, "it's you and me."

"You and me," I echo her words, it was me and her. Me and her against her father. He will be dead before he hurts Lizzie again— I swore it, and I always keep my promises. "Can I go forward when my heart is here?" The quote is quiet as I speak softly for once, showing a side no one else has seen. The soft and gentle side, one I only ever showed Lizzie, even before I became a killer. I thrust hard and deep, as Lizzie's eyes grew wide, she grasped my back, her fingernails scratching my skin, "fuck," I whisper before utterly losing it. I fucked her even harder, lust consumed me as I let go.

Lizzie let out a heavy breath as she too came undone, both our bodies stilling. I raised my head before smiling down at her flushed face, "thank fuck I'm on the pill," she rolls her eyes as I slowly pulled out of her.

It wasn't the first time we'd been intimate without a barrier between us. I moved my hand from her neck to see a red mark, one I know she likes. My fingertips trail from her neck, past her breast to lay flat on her stomach. Leaning over I kiss the spot right below her ear, "do you regret it?"

"No," because, if I didn't find a way for her to hate me, she'd be dead. And I'd rather her hate me and be breathing than her death. "Do you ever regret anything?" Her voice is slower and more relaxed than before. "I never regret anything. I chose to betray you, but you best believe I did it because I had no other choice." Lizzie peers up at me, giving me a look, "will you ever tell me why you did it?" I shrug as I wrap an arm around her shoulders bringing her closer, "I already told you— it's because it pained me knowing you picked him instead of me."

"No," she shakes her head slowly, no longer looking at me. "You didn't do it because of that."

"And how would you know that?" I question, my tone assumed by her confidence. "Because, I know you, Eight."

"I always knew you watched me play," I murmur as her leg wraps around mine, her fingers playing with my necklace— the necklace she once gifted me.

"There's a very fine line between pleasure and pain. They are two sides of the same coin, one not existing without the other."

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