Little Miss Tease~ N.J.

Parte 9

I pull myself away from the embrace of his lips, still standing by my decision to not do anything sexual with him while drunk.

"Ney listen to me!" i say putting both my hands on his chest, pushing him away.

"Mm please y/n. You smell so good."

"No stop!" i try prying his fingers off my lower back.

"Why are you being so tough? I won't hurt you baby?" he says now licking the higher part of my shoulder then sinking his teeth into my flesh. A quick gasp escapes my lips as it feels somewhat pleasurable.

"T-that's not the point..." i stutter while he sucks along my neck.

"What's the point? Huh? You gotta curfew?" he says jokingly.

"No!...what if.......you got me pregnant?..."

Neymar stops suddenly.

He pulls back and looks at me. He grabs my face and gently kisses me on the bridge of my nose.

"I'd love you either way. Kid or no kid."

I soak in his sweet words but come to the realisation that......that doesn't satisfy my worries.

"Thats sweet and all Ney, but, i don't really want to be pregnant. I'll leave you now but i'll come see you in the morning." I kiss his cheek then start walking out.

"Wait baby, please," he whispers in his raspy voice, now grasping hold on my arm. "You can't leave me here when i'm drunk. What if i kill myself?!"

I sigh and roll my eyes

"You're so manipulative,"

"Woah? Whaaaat."

"Yes! You are!"

"Why won't you listen? I'll go slow, I promise. I'll be gentle."

"Ney-"

"You need this as much as me, don't you?" his hand runs through my hair then behind my ear.

I look down at the ground feeling flustered. His left hand slowly pulls me closer to him with his right still passing through my hair. He embraces me with my head upon his shoulder. I feel defeated in a way.

"You will give in to me. There's no point in longening this." He whispers down my neck.

I feel my heart thump rapidly against his chest. Where do I go from here? I thought.

"Y/n you don't understand what you do to me. It's unfair. Hearing you say my name is just soooo...sexy"

"I-I... I can't Ney-"

"But you can," his lips brush along my jaw. "Nothing is in the way."

He releases me and steps back sitting on the chair.

"Pure air. Pure air is what stands between us." He says manspreading his legs. "Now come down here."

I sigh harshly and shamelessly place my phone on the surface then shudder over to him, slowly lowering down to my knees.

"I've had dreams of those pretty pink lips." He says rubbing his thumb down both my lips.

I place both hands on his knees and I get comfortable on mine.

"This is because of you." He says being a pure manipulator. I look up at him and roll my eyes.
I zip down his fly and shuffle his jeans down from beneath him.

You know I actually never mentioned to him that, I've kinda never done this before. Well once but that was ages ago.

"Shit Y/n...seeing you even in this position is sending me over the edge. I don't think I can handle your touch."