Leave Your Lover (18+) || FreenBecky [Completed]

Chapter 52

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Freen and I headed to her apartment where she kindly helped me clean up. I was still trembling from what had just happened.

I hadn't anticipated things taking such a turn. If I had known he could be so aggressive, I would have avoided his grasp and refrained from engaging with him, let alone smiling at him.

"Becky," I turned to Freen, "you've been distant lately," she noted.

"Sorry," I replied, my hands still shaking as I tried to comb my hair.

Freen moved toward me and gently took the comb from my hand. She sat me down on the bed and started to comb my hair herself.

"I'm sorry for being late," she explained. "My car broke down on the way here, and I couldn't call you since I left my phone at home." She paused, looking into my eyes. "I'm really sorry, baby."

Freen's kisses began on my neck, then traveled to the back of my ears and cheeks. Unsatisfied, she gently tilted my head to face her and passionately pressed her lips to mine.

I could already feel the heat rising. Her passionate touch hinted at something more, so I fully turned to face her and wrapped my arms around her, responding eagerly to her kisses.

"Freen," I moaned softly between kisses as I slowly removed her shirt.

She quickly removed her shirt, continuing to kiss me before gently guiding me down onto the bed for a more comfortable position.

My heart raced as I lay beside Freen in our softly lit bedroom. Moonlight seeped through the curtains, casting a delicate glow over our intertwined fingers. Our eyes met, and a tender smile played on her lips, sending shivers down my spine.

Her fingers traced a delicate path along my jawline, and I held my breath in anticipation. Our faces drew closer, inch by inch, and I closed my eyes, eager for the touch of her lips.

Our kiss began slowly, a gentle merging of souls. I felt the softness of her lips against mine, a sweet and tender connection that sent warmth coursing through my body. Freen's hand cupped my cheek, deepening the kiss with a gentle, longing intensity.

My fingers found their way to the back of her neck, threading through her hair. Our kiss deepened further, a dance of passion and affection. Time seemed to slow as we explored the depths of our connection, a silent conversation that spoke of love and desire.

As the kiss lingered, I felt a profound sense of belonging, a feeling that this moment, this connection, was where I truly belonged. Our love was a fire that burned brighter with each passing second, filling the room with warmth and tenderness.

Her kisses returned to my neck as her hands went inside my shirt, gently massaging me.

"Freen..." I gasped as she touched my chest. "Be gentle."

"I will," Freen assured me, removing my shirt and kissing my collarbone as her hands continued their exploration. She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the moment, while I wasn't sure where to look. "Should I be gentler here?" Freen asked as she reached a more sensitive area.

I bit my lower lip and shook my head. "I like it a bit rough."

"This time, baby, I don't care about what you like," Freen replied with a smirk, rubbing gently and causing me to arch my body.

I could feel a slight sting on my lip from how hard I'd been biting it. How could I not when Freen was teasing me like this?

"Look at me, baby," Freen whispered, making me open my eyes. Her hand was still inside my shorts. "You don't have to be afraid when I'm with you."

I nodded and closed my eyes again as Freen entered her fingers inside me. She moved slowly, drawing gasps from me.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, my body reacting to her touch. I tried to kiss her, but she resisted, watching my expression.

"To show you that I can be gentle with you," she said with a smirk, leaving a mark on my neck.

My moans were constantly interrupted as Freen continued to tease me. She didn't want to move faster, so I adjusted and guided her hand to thrust inside me the way I wanted.

Freen was taken aback by my assertiveness. "Why did you do that?" she asked, chuckling.

"Because you're driving me crazy with all this teasing," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"Alright, I'll do it properly this time," Freen said with a smile. She positioned herself on top of me, her long black hair cascading down her back.

"You look amazing up there," I said, smirking.

Freen chuckled and leaned in for another kiss, but then she buried her face in my neck.

"I love you, Becky," she whispered. "I can't forgive myself if anything happens to you. Please take care of yourself."

"I will, baby," I reassured her, caressing her hair. "I love you too."