𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟾

KANE

JANUARY 26th, 2018

SHE LIES DOWN, chest rising and falling slowly. Her hair is tied into a bun, a excited but nervous look on her face.

I stare at her shamelessly, visibly enjoying the way she's squirming. Hands clenching and un-clenching the leather seat, she looks at me, desire, excitement and nervousness swirling in her eyes, hitting me straight in the gut.

"Keep looking at me like that and your tattoo will never get done."

She mutely gasps, "Then stop looking at me like that!" It comes out as a demand, but she sounds so breathless and in need. Fuck me.

"How could I not?" I muse, cockily tilting my head to the side, "The sight in front of me deserves to be worshipped."

Izzy blushes, scowling through her shyness and pulls me by the arm, "Do my tattoo right now or I'm going."

I stare at her, watching her honey eyes look up at me intently, pink, plumb lips slightly parting, her tanned skin glistening with sweat near her collar bones. She's out of this world.

Perfect

I nod, choosing to put her at ease and move the sheet off her legs but she stops me.

"I have no underwear on!" She whispers out, moving the sheet just above her pussy but giving me a clear view of her bikini line. Oh- oh.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before."

"You're testing my patience."

I snicker at her words, grabbing the gun and setting it up. I still can't believe she's getting my initials tattooed on her body. Mine. Something that'll last forever.

I know I've got hers, but that's different. I don't know how, but it's just- different.

Is she doing this out of love for our friendship or for another reason. I asked her before but she just shut it down, threatening to go to another person.

That was enough to shut me up. No fucking one gets to see this. No one.

Using my gloved hand to place the paper I'll be tracing the tattoo from, I quickly sketch it out. K.R.W. Pride fills me.

My girl has my initials on her. She basically belongs to me. Now Edward Fuckface will know that. Not that he's seeing her body anytime soon. No.

Even though other people might not see it, just knowing it's there is enough to set me off.

"Tell me if it hurts." I murmur out, looking up to see her nod. Leaning down and adjusting myself in the right position, I get to work.

She lays on my bed, freshly showered. Her eyes might be on the phone in her hands, but I know she knows I'm watching her. I can tell.

She shuffles uncomfortably, pulling up the top of her tank top. She loves wearing those. I swear down she has a whole wardrobe full of them and those silky short shorts.

Sometimes I'm convinced she wears them just to tease me. To torture the fuck out of me and Reed Jr.

"Does it hurt?"

"No."

She was quiet and shy the whole way home, she would only smile and lightly trace her finger over her thigh.

I just finished my shower, cold water was involved, and just by the mere sight of her, my dick is already to ejaculate.

She's out of this world. No other girl can even come close to her. She does unexplainable things to me and I'm here for it. I'd let her ruin me. Corrupt me more than I am. Drag me to hell and back and I'll still love her. Maybe even more.

I'm crazy in love with her.

She's my best friend. My whole world. The other half of me. The owner of my heart, soul and body.

I walk closer to her, unwrapping my towel and shoving on some boxers. Izzy watches me the whole time, phone falling to the bed, eyes soley focused on me, teeth digging into her lips.

A thin tank top sits loosely on her body, the sheets pooled around the lower half of her body. She's just a meal waiting to be eaten.

Izzy is something you can't just have once. Once you try her, it will stay at the tip of your tongue, the thought of her printed in your head, the urge to touch her increasing each second, driving you to insanity.

Desire and lust drown in her eyes, doing crazy things to me. She keeps looking at me like that then i can't take the blame for what's about to happen.

I crawl towards her, sitting on my knees, smirking when her eyes dart down to my dick that's jumping in excitement.

She looks up at me, mouth and eyes wide in anticipation and I shrug wordlessly. Izzy sucks in a sharp breathe, quietly staring as I pull the white sheets from her lower body, revealing the tattoo that's covered in a clear wrap for now.

"So beautiful."

Shuffling closer, i trail my index finger down her tanned, honey skin, chuckling softly to myself when she slightly jumps.

Hands grasping her shorts, I pull them down, lust and heat filling me at the sight of her black laced panties. Fuck me sideways and slowly.

She doesn't stop me and instead hovers upwards, letting me take off her shorts and leaving her bare. Throwing a leg over her hip, i straddle her, making sure not to sit on her legs and instead I hover, putting all my weight on my knees.

Izzy leans up on her hands, moving her hair to one side of her neck, portraying her delicate skin, shining under the damp light. that's waiting to be licked, kissed and devoured.

My lips touch her collar bones first, warm tongue darting out and tasting her. Addicting. Izzy whimpers, one hand holding tightly onto my thigh while the other jumps between my back and holding the bedsheet.

"I missed this." My breath fans her skin, leaving goosebumps behind, "So fucking much."

I'm not sharing her after this. I've had enough of watching others have her when she's not theirs. They shouldn't have gotten a taste in the first place. They were lucky I was a dumbass and let this girl go but not anymore.

"This- don't let this ruin anything, please." She detaches her lips from my neck, eyelashes hitting her cheeks. I pause, a sick feeling running down my spine but I nonetheless nod stiffly. Very stiffly.

"Okay."

"Okay," She whispers, tugging her tank over her head, eyes glossy and hooded. "This doesn't change anything between us, right?"

I hold back a grunt and huff through my nose. I'm going through every emotion existed right now but for some reason I can't stop what we're doing. I should stop it. I should. But I don't. I can't.

"Okay, Izzy." I kiss her lips, biting them right after, "Nothing'll change. Promise."

Izzy nods, warm tongue meeting mine and caressing it with hers. Wrapping her ivory skinned arms around my neck, she pulls me down towards her, grunting quietly when my dick jumps against her thigh.

"Fuck."