My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 32: Fight!

☆Soul☆

Stripping her was pure fucking heaven and hell. I wan'ed to push her back and taste her on my tongue, and tease her with my fingers.

I wan'ed to have her beggin' me to fuck her, then I'd drive her to the edge and keep her there for so long, she would beg me to give her release, and when I finally demand her to cum, it will be the best damn orgasm of her life. She wouldn't dare let anyone else touch her. She'd know her body. Her soul is mine.

But that's not goin' to happen. Here I thought she was cute when she was drunk, but this combination of both is a whole other level of fuckin' awesome. She's funny, sexy, confident, and she's not afraid to go after what she wants. Which I'm pretty fuckin' happy to find, is me.

So when she says about kissin' before one of us dies at lunch, I look at Celine first, wonderin' whether Gus's wrath is worth it. And I decided I don't care. He said I could say goodbye, and that's what I'm gonna do.

Kissin' her is addictive, though. She's sweet and soft and gives me the control I want without realisin' she's doin' it. I do slip, and am maybe a little more forceful than I intended when I tighten my grip in her hair, demandin' she give me what I want.

But she moans into my mouth, seemin'ly pleasured by it, if her legs pullin' my rock hard cock Into her is anythin' to go by.

Then Celine clears her throat. It's a warnin' that I'm not supposed to be touchin' her, but she pulls me back to her, demandin' more, and I can't deny her. Even if I should.

Then it's time to get her laid down. But as soon as Doc steps in between her legs, she freaks out. I kinda am too, I can't even watch otherwise I'll fuckin' kill him for touchin' what's mine.

So I have to calm her down, and it works for a second. She looks at me, givin' me her attention, but then she moves up the cot when Doc starts, and I do what I think will keep her still… I kiss her. Again.

I can't do this for much longer, though. She's consuming me. Heart and soul. If I don't leave soon, I won't at all. I need to leave. Gus's warnin' is in the back of my mind because her lips-

"SOUL!" I pull back when Doc shoutin' my name, pulls me from my obsession, and I just look at her, forgettin' what I'm supposed to be doin'. I move my hand up between her tits, flickin' my pinky out to catch her nipple, run it up her throat, and squeeze, wantin' desperately to force her mouth to mine, I wanna squeeze her neck, and fuck her hard, only releasin' it when she cums. She will never experience anything so intense. She'll never experience anythin' better than me.

I keep goin', runnin' my thumb over her swollen, soft lips, when she sucks it into her mouth. FUUUUUUUCK!!!

I need to leave, but I need to make sure she's gonna be fine! I've never been so torn in my life.

Never doubted a decision I've made. Never regretted givin' my word!
Never backed down when I've wan'ed summink, or someone.

I pull away and demand Doc turn around while I put her bottoms back on. He ain't allowed to look at her now that it's over. Then I ask if he's finished.

He snaps at me while I pull her off the cot and pull her bottoms up over her hips. I have to refrain from diggin' my fingers Into her hips and pullin' her into me, as Celine tells me to go if I need to, which I do, but not before I've said bye and made sure Doc is done.

Cel, Is goin' ta tell me I can't, but I just need five fuckin' minutes alone with my Tiny, before I tear myself away from her for good, and turn into the asshole everyone knows me to be. That includes bein' that guy to her.