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Adriana's POV
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I was awoken by a bright light shining in my eyes, practically burning them out of my hand. I forgot to close the curtains last night I guess. I blinked a couple of times to get used to my surroundings, but my heart skipped a beat when I realized I wasn't in my bed.Oh fuck.
I threw the heavy blankets off of my body, and groaned once I saw I was only wearing my bra and panties. Kill me now.
I slid out of the bed, taking the sheet with me. I kept it tightly wrapped my body or at least tried to but ended up face planting onto the dark hardwood floor.
"That wasn't very sexy of you." The voice I didn't want to hear at all right now teased me.
"Where are my clothes?" I mumbled ignoring him, as I pulled myself up from the ground.
"They're on the dresser, doll." He winked and leaned against the doorway. It was taking everything in my power not to drool over the fact that he was only in his boxers right now.
"Please, don't call me that." I snapped and literally ran over to his dresser, snatching my clothes off of the top.
"You enjoyed it last night...you remember don't you? Your legs were wrapped around my neck-" He was smirking with every word, and every word was another chest pain for me to deal with.
"Kian! I'm seriously not in the mood for this right now, please be quiet." I whined. I slid my legging up my legs quickly, along with my shirt.
"Why? You got what you wanted, I got what I wanted. And I could get again if I wanted to, because the thought of me touching you turns you on so much." He kept going, and I swear I wanted to to hurt him so bad.
What he was saying right now was true, he had me wrapped around his finger. And last night was the way to prove it, that irritates me so terribly. I'm not proud of it either, i'm being a fuck up right now.
"Kian look, I know you've heard me say things, and now we've actually done those things. This shouldn't have happened and its not happening again so let's act like it didn't and move on." I pleaded my case. I grabbed my phone which happened to be on eight percent and groaned.
"We act like it didn't happen, but that doesn't mean it won't happen again." His incredibly sexy morning voice rang in my ears.
"Look I'm about one hundred and fifty percent done with you right now." I spat, and aggressively slid my feet into my Uggs. I began to storm past him, when he grabbed my wrist and tugged me into his chest.
I was about to start telling him off when he cut me off by slamming his lips down against mine. This boy will be the death of me.
I shoved him away even though he tasted pretty damn delicious and left his apartment with the tiny amount of dignity I had left.
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"I let him give me oral." I finally admitted more to myself than to Maggie, as we pulled away from the Chick Fil A drive-thru.
"Excuse the fuck out of me?!" She exclaimed, even turning down the radio to glance at me for confirmation. I sighed knowing I had to have an explanation which I didn't, and because she just turned down Feeling Myself.
"I don't know how it happened Mags, its just he's so sexy and-" I probably started off the wrong way and ended up being cut off mid speech.
"Wait a second you whore, you spent the night at his apartment? Oh my gawd. Did you forget you go out with JC? His best friend?" She scolded me as she stuffed a salty waffle fry into her mouth.
"I was going to give him some of Jc's stuff and it just happened. I didn't plan for this trust me, I regret it like hell." I told her honestly. I don't know what got into me last night, but the way Kian was speaking to me made me feel some type of way.
"Well JC will be back in town soon from break, and back in his apartment where you fucked his BFF. Ain't that great?" She snorted making me roll my eyes as she turned the radio back on. Luckily Feeling Myself was still on.
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