Unraveled (Enemies to Lovers / 18+)

31

ethan
PRESENT DAY

Are you sure you have to go?

Stay.

The soft words from an even softer voice echo in my head, playing again and again like a broken record when I'm supposed to be focused. I'm supposed to be on my game.

But all I hear, see, and fucking crave is Regan.

Saying goodbye to her three days ago was damn near impossible. We barely slept that night, lying against each other in the messy sheets of my bed after hours of kissing and touching each other until the very last second to get it all out of our system, but the second it stops we realize it was no use. No amount of shared time could make leaving any easier.

Just moments before my cab arrived to take me to the airport in the very early hours of the morning, she desperately pulled me back into bed overtop of her. Long, tired limbs wove against mine. Clothes that I had just put on were quickly being peeled away despite my half-hearted attempts to tell her we didn't have much time. Still she insisted, telling me there was more than enough of it. I replied with intensely warm kisses and wrapping her naked leg around my waist, and never with resistance. There was no point in it anyways.

I'm fucked.

Even as my phone buzzed on the nightstand for what felt like the thousandth time to tell me that my car arrived, I ignored it as long as I could while fucking her hard and fast because it's what we both needed even after the night we had. When it rang again, I covered her mouth with my hand to conceal her soft moans and picked up, quietly telling the driver: "I'll be there in a few minutes."

I hung up abruptly and bit down on her naked shoulder to make her cry out once, then again when I sucked her skin, and one more time when she came so hard that I was certain she blacked out. Her body went stiff before it fell limply, followed with tremors that coursed through her.

Even in the dark from the early morning hours, the damn near lethal combination of desperation on her face along with the feeling of her coming made me follow suit without question. She held me close and forced me to come inside of her until we were both puddles of ourselves.

But still, I had to go.

Through exasperated breaths, she sat up as I pulled my clothes back on. "Text me when you get to the train station?"

My heart strained, but still I smiled to show her that it would be okay. "Of course I will."

"The airport too?"

I smiled again, pulling my sweatshirt on and over my head. "The airport too. I left a shirt for you on my side of the bed, alright?"

Quickly, I gathered my bag and my wallet. I had already made the driver wait an additional ten minutes which wasn't entirely terrible, but I still felt bad even if I was late for my own selfish vices.

I barely noticed that Regan pulled the T-shirt on that I left for her until she hurriedly followed me to the door with my phone in her hand. I turned and noticed how fucking perfect she looked even in her exhausted, sleepless state. My knees went weak as she looked up at me under dark eyelashes with an expression I'd only been graced with in our recent days together.