"Please don't fucking stop fuck fuck fuck, Conor" I moaned as my breath ran out, He pulled me to him from the back of my neck and bit my bottom lip and kissed me, softly still while pounding the lower half of my body.
"Connie.." I squeaked out through a gagged breath as he let go of my neck.
I outstretched my hands to him and he leaned towards me tracing kisses on my neck, "Yes," I cried out, running a hand through his hair and trailing his back with the other one as I started moving my hips in rhythm with his, I felt a sharp pain on my neck as he bit me a grunt leaving his lips on my neck as I moved my hips...
That warm feeling of being so close to him filled me, The feeling that I adored and Clenched onto since he left..he left,
The realisation hit me, This asswhole.
I pushed him off me as I got up from the bed immediately falling as I felt numb in my legs from...his..Him."FUCK YOU" I yelled struggling to stand up as He chuckled.
I took my clothes and went into the other room of his apartment to wear them my legs still trembling from the friction.
I put my bra and top on he came from behind and slapped my butt from which I wasn't able to control my gasp. Shit, I'm still so horny. This fucker.
I turned around and pushed him away, his pants barely staying on his waist, His perfect fucking body looking back at me, all those tattoos, The ones he got because I liked them, My name inked on his body, The Roman number tattoo being the date we got together, The infinite rope tattoo we got together, Every tattoo, Every memory hurt to remember now, He left me, He broke his promise.
He betrayed me."Stay the fuck away from me you whorehead" I said while putting my panties on.
"Whorehead? Me?" He repeated after me in that dark voice and British accent "Weren't you the one just telling me to not stop? Are you sure darling I'm the one who is a whore?"
He pressed his lips together holding his laugh back.I hate him.
I gave him the most Disgusting look I could've and picked my pants up which were in complete shreds.
HE RIPPED MY FRICKING PANTS."Oh don't look so upset doll I can buy you the whole store of them, until then you can just stay in ur panties which barely cover anything, with me, in my apartment" He suggested with a shrug, I threw my torn pants at his face and headed straight to his closet, this is a fucking maze. "Where do you keep ur lowers" I questioned him in my demanding tone.
He came up behind me, his hands wrapped around my waist and I almost gave in again I leaned my body against him just when he pushed me aside and opened a cabinet door "You're the one who pushed me off before I had a chance to satisfy me Or you" he dead pointed. "No more chances now" he finished
..I don't know why it made me sad.
I took one of his pants. Dior..pants...It was still 3 sizes bigger than mine, I put it In and tightened it with one of his expensive-looking belts all while he stood at the door, half naked..almost naked looking at me."How can you suddenly afford luxurious things, Until last year you struggled to get me a necklace" I questioned him not in a judgemental way but I was curious, What did he do all this while I rotted in his memories?
"The necklace that you're still wearing?" He questioned his expression not changing in the slightest bit, I kept a hand on my necklace, I almost forgot I never even took this off,
"I'm glad you stopped us before we went too far," he said. what the fuck does he mean by that. "Too far? We already went too far you were inside me" I exclaimed, He walked over to me and gently stroked my cheek "you have no idea what I mean by too far Aubrey" there he goes with is arrogant sweet way of making me extremely wet. "Remember last year? Or the year before? Or the time I took your virginity? I guess you can take a hint from those" He shrugged as he completed his sentence sending a shiver down my spine as the memories of all those filled my head,
I remember each and every touch and
All of our Reckless desires.I kept my hands on his chest and looking up in his eyes "Tell anyone about this and it will be war Connor" I stared in his eyes "noted sweetheart" he replied as I pushed past him and left his house.
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Reckless Desires (18+)
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