I lean upwards towards his ear breathing softly. "your mean." I murmur as I swallow a whine he clearly heard. His devilish smirk appears "No" he shakes his head "This is mean" he pinches my nipple in the hand that's covering my nipples I whimper ar...
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"I thought you were done with me?" I say quietly I stare at his shadow in disbelief. He walks closer "you healed" he says I look around not exactly my face doesn't look slashed anymore but I have not healed. Not physically ,mentally ,emotionally.
"I should have brought you here a long time ago." "It was originally for Catalina but things changed she doesn't need it." He replies his deep voice making me remember every single time he made me feel bad. I don't care though. Ignore it because it makes me feel sick.
And because I don't care he hurt me. I don't care.
"I didn't think you'd show to be honest I wanted to blame you so bad but I couldn't." His heavy steps bring tears to my eyes. I look down unsure how to handle his close proximity he close so close to I can taste his face his smell his stupidly expensive cologne that makes me wet. He leans down beside me Buzzys on the bed asleep my feet are hanging off it. He grabs the camera footage.
"Don't be mad at him please. And if you are don't show it." I know he can handle not acting out on how he feels.
"How bad was it?" he ask I looks at him "what?" I whisper "the video.." I inhale coming to that conclusion on my own."I wouldn't recommend you watching it." I say shifting as pain radiates in my arm. He bends down to me legs kneeling. so he's at face level with me. "Colten I don't think I can-" he cups my face stopping my taking and my breathing for a moment.
"Your done at the club do you understand me." He says I nod my head obediently. He has the slight shock shown like 'I liked it better when you argued' I lean closer capturing his lips his hands gentle on me.
"Your being gentle." I whisper pulling away he barely lets me catch my breath as his tongue slides in my mouth messing with my brain chemistry. "Your broken." He replies broken things need to be treated with caution.
His hands creasing down my body skipping over my stomach to my thigh his thumb stoking the inside I moan the slightest bit as his fingers massage an area. He pulls away "your safe here" he says almost like a promise he's being nice to me.
I nod my head inclined to believe him. He stands up I stand up weak one side so my posture is crooked as I stand I wobble a bit he grabs my phone opening the largest windows as he drops it out a 36 story building my lips part I look at him.
"My pill schedule was on there" I say partially pissed "you have one on paper don't you" he replies like it no big deal. I exhale. Yeah but still. I look down. "Sit down you look like your in pain." He orders rather demanding. I lay down instead still facing him "I'm not good for you." He reminds me.
He stands up leaving with forage "hey." I say softly "I turned twenty." I grin with a gradual smile ignoring his previous statement cause I don't wanna hear it.
He snickers "good job" he says his low relaxed voice. He strokes me cheek like it's something spectacular it was for me I'm proud I made it to twenty. He stayed.we spoke.
