ADDICTED {R}

⚜️Chapter 33

**Content Warning**

One week later...

Aaliyah

He stood up and rubbed his hand down his face. "I know I'm not the only one that feels the tension every time we are around each other." He began walking towards me.

"I know you feel this shit too Aaliyah. Tell me that isn't true--" He paused as he inched his way closer and closer. My breathing caught in my throat as his tall frame towered over me. I didn't notice how close we were until I could feel his breath on my face."Tell me." He whispered again. Oh God. I thought.

My breathing became unsteady as he grabbed my face with both hands searching my eyes for an answer. Giving him soft eyes, it's like my body had a mind of its own and gave into him. He smirked at my reaction. "Stop fighting this--" He whispered before he hungrily kissed my lips.

Kissing him back I moaned into the kiss as he rubbed his fingers through my curly fro. The room was filled with nothing but the sounds of us kissing and a few moans that slipped out every now and then. Getting carried away I slipped my jacket off onto the floor just as he scooped me up onto a table full of painting supplies.

He stopped and stared at my dress rising up my thighs before our eyes connected again. He attacked my lips and then my neck as I held onto his biceps. He snaked his hand up my dress before I could protest.

Flashes of Guy and I immediately clouded my mind. I also thought about Lance and my friendship and how it will never be the same if I let this happen. Pulling myself back into reality. "I can't go through with this." I said my thoughts out loud.

"Stop." I demanded Lance pushing him off of me but he ignored it and kept placing kisses on my shoulders and neck. The grip he had on me seemed to have got more firm as if he was holding me in place.

He shook his head no. "I said stop Lance!" I raised my voice a little louder as I forcefully tried to push him off of me feeling the tears threatening to fall. He used his strength and body weight to hold me down on the table. "You're gonna give me some pussy before you leave." He spoke firmly in between kisses.

"Lance please!" I frantically cried as I tried harder to fight him off of me. "No!" I screamed once he stuck his right hand inside my panties while he held me down with his left. I clawed at his hands and arms trying to get him to let me go.

He roughly ripped my panties then rammed three fingers inside of me. I cried from the pain as he went harder after each scream. "Shut the fuck up!" He spat in between each time he went in and out.

My body shook as my cream covered his fingers involuntarily. He slid them out and looked at them before sucking the contents off. He looked at me as he pulled his shorts off exposing himself. He stroked his dick a few times as he fondled my breast. "I'll show you where teasing gets you!" Without warning he rammed his full length inside me. I let out a blood wrenching scream from the pain. Not only physical pain but mentally as well. He held my chin to keep me looking at him. "Oh yeah, I know you like it like this you fucking slut."

His sweat fell onto my face as he rammed in and out of me. Tears and his sweat clouding my vision, I stared up at the ceiling. I gave up fighting and laid there as he had his way with my body. Placing his hand around my neck, he went harder and faster. "Shit so wet and tight." He growled in my ear.