Differences

Chapter 41 - Luke and Alaina

New Chapter!!! 🔥🔥🔥

Warning: explicit sexual content and mentions of abuse are explored within this chapter. Please take care of yourself and read what is most comfortable for you.

Yo guys, how are we all? I hope this finds you good. Just a little (long, very long) continuation of the previous chapter. I understand some may find this a little disturbing so do read the warning beforehand.

Also in this chapter, it is not a single POV like the other chapters, it alternates between the two so do be mindful of that aha. It can be a little confusing so yeah. And this chapter is a pretty long (estimate says 13mins but that depends on how fast you guys read), so I do recommend reading at a time where you have some good amount of time in your hands :)

Anyways, I hope you enjoy reading this chapter. Love you all!!! 🫶🏻💗🌷

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We can continue if you like?

Oh fuck.

I didn't need to process shit to know that I wanted to continue. She tasted so damn amazing. It was so exotic, so fucking sweet and so just her. Sweetness and all. I personally wanted to taste every part of her she was offering to give.

However, it wasn't very long ago that she was finding it hard to process this new situation we were both in.

Reign it in idiot. Take it slow. She might be mistaking her current need with other shit. You know she's had it tough.

But she started. . .

No.

"I don't mind it. But, you've had a lot going on. We should take it slow." I settled to say.

Good, stay logical and be smart about this.

A beat passes as she search around my eyes. Not sure what she was looking for, but not long after it seems she's found it.

"No. I don't want slow. I want you. Just you." She replies, sheer determination plastered on her face.

Okay, my self-control was definitely spiralling. No one could save me from her, and quite frankly I didn't want any saving if she was the reason to my demise. I would gladly take it. But this was another matter. If I wanted her, then I needed to go at her pace. Her pace that she needs. Not wants.

"Alaina, this isn't . . . what we have is something so, so special. I don't want to ruin or make any mistakes. We can take it slowly. We have all the time in the world."

"You . . . don't want to?" She whispers, her facial features losing a bit of the spark it just had.

I swear to all the goddamn gods and devils, that I will get rid of each and every single low lives that made her feel inferior or a lesser than. I've already started, and I wasn't able planning to stop anytime soon.

Giving her a little lecture or two, about how she was absolutely beyond perfect was something that needed to be done on a regular basis since it was the truth, but now didn't seem like the time. I opted for a little teasing instead. "Alaina, you must be missing a few screws and lost you sense of sensation if you can't feel what's underneath you."

That was another thing,  I was in a lot of fucking pain.

"Oh?" She looks down, I smile at her reaction.

Ah fuck it.

I scoop her small frame in my left arm and open the door. She tenses from the sudden movement, probably not expecting that I decide to do this, but swiftly wraps her legs around my torso and her arms around my neck. Her breath fans on it, tingling sensation taking over my entire fucking body. It was a sensation I never knew existed and never knew I'd love instantaneously.