My hands sliding down her sides until they reached her thighs, shamelessly opening her legs to get between them, so I could feel her as hot and wet as always.
That was my only way to wake up every day.
My body shook at the sight of her flushed and sweaty face, while I had no choice but to approach and kiss her, while my hips began to move back and forth, so I could feel the stroke of our parts becoming one, caressing each other, without anyone being able to prevent it.
Her walls were so soft, tight and so hot, that the only thing I wanted every day was to be inside her always and never stop.
But what killed me the most was the way her eyes looked at me, showing me all the love she felt for me, shining in the same way they shined when I saw her for the first time and that feeling had not diminished even a bit.
***
Several years ago...
"It's hot, do you think we can stop here for a few drinks? Man, all I want is to feel that liquid bubbling in my throat, so I can-"
"Shut the fuck up, poet." I told him, Chris glared at me, while Felix and Chanbing laughed loudly in the back seats of the car. "We're going to stop here, but you know we have to get back on track in a few minutes."
And when I talked about get back on track, I was talking about our work, which was something illegal, but it was the only thing we could do, when they didn't even give us opportunities after leaving the orphanage.
At the time, I was in my twenties, which I thought would last forever and that I could enjoy them, as long as I had enough money to do so. Without thinking that this could lead me to only two paths.
Jail or death.
I was dumb to think about it in that moment, so I just pretend that anyways the life always come to and end, right?
"It's okay, bitch. You get the fact that you're the boss's favorite, but if not, I would have already broken your pretty handsome face." Chris said once I parked the car and rolled my eyes smiling.
"Well, let's go inside, maybe we can find some cute girls."
Chanbing said and I could see Felix rolling his eyes at him, as he got off of the car, so I just smiled, pretending like I didn't know how gay they were.
It was a small bar on the side of the road, a little dirty and old, but it was the best we could find for miles, since we were practically in the fucking desert and the police probably didn't even come around this place.
I got out of the car last and saw them enter the place. I did the same seconds later and realized that, contrary to what I believed, there were more than ten people there.
The tables weren't the best, the decor was poor and I couldn't even speak highly enough about the bar. But when my gaze went a little further behind it, I understood why all the men were there.
I had never seen a more sensual and beautiful woman in my life and I had been with many of them, but unlike all the others, this one made me feel something beyond only desire when I see her.
"Damn, this bar sucks. But look at the bartender girl, damn it."
Chris said smiling, but I didn't even look at him or stop to listen to him, when I immediately walked to the bar to sit on one of the benches.
The girl had orange hair, almost reddish in tone, which stopped down to her waist. I knew it when she turned around and walked to the other side of the bar to hand a glass of draft beer to some idiot who was watching her from that corner.
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FanfictionAn angsty Ryeji one-shot. And why the book cover? Because, i love Ryujin's hand's placement. 🤪🖤 [Ryujin g!p]