𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ᪥ 𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐙𝐀́𝐋𝐄𝐙

𝐗𝐋𝐕

𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍

"Let me explain myself first before you make assumptions, okay?" I say and he leans back on the sofa, nodding as he puts his hands behind his head.

"Me and Tiago were together for, I don't know, seven months I think? And I broke up with him because I found out he was, you know, texting other girls and hooking up with them and stuff. But we, as he said, 'met up' a few times after we broke up but November was the last time, I swear. I didn't even think about him. I didn't block him because I seriously did forget that I even had him in my contacts still and I told him that nothing would ever happen between us. And then he probably saw all the rumours going around about us back together and stuff and then decided to mess shit up. He loves doing that and I know I should've blocked him right away, I'm sorry. I see why you got mad, if an ex texted you that, I would too."

He sighs, leaning his head back even further as he runs his hands over his face. "I trust you so I'm gonna believe your words, Lari."

"Thank you. I'm sorry, I really am." I say.

"It's okay, you didn't want him to text you." he says as he opens his arms, beckoning me to get closer to him. I do so and he wraps his arms around my waist, as I lean against his chest, kissing the top of my head. "I love you."

"I love you, too." I reply and smile as he tilts my head up for a kiss.

It starts out as just a gentle, innocent kiss but then I part my lips after feeling his tongue graze my lip and it stops being so innocent.

He moves my leg over his lap and gets me to straddle him as his hands travel under his hoodie that I was wearing and he grips my waist.

"Doesn't this hurt your thigh?" I whisper, pulling away.

"No, it's all good." he says and I nod before he joins our lips again.

I shift on his lap and feel him groan as I smirk knowingly. I lower my hand from his chest down to his lower abdomen and over his crotch, earning a sigh from him. I smirk as I feel his hardness. Huh, who knew it was that easy?

I gently use my other hand to tug on his hair as I feel his tongue swirl around mine. I lower my head to his neck and then suck on the spot I know he likes as he leans his head back and I hear his shaky breath.

"Fuck." he whispers before groaning. After a few seconds I lean away from his neck and smile proudly at the mark I've left there. He'll have to hide it, not me, so not my problem.

I join my lips with his again and move my waist again as I feel him groan again. "Fuck, you need to stop doing that, Lara." he mutters breathlessly in between kisses and his low voice in itself turns me on even more.

I just smirk as I start to take off his shirt, him helping me with it. I graze my nails from his lower abdomen, up to his chest, over his shoulders and down to his back.

"I think I know something that'll make you feel better about the injury." I whisper, pulling away but keeping his face close to mine. I immediately see him smirk and nod energetically. "Wow, that desparate?" I laugh.

"What can I say? You're really good at what you do." he says and I smirk. I trail my hands from his back to where his trousers start and start to undo the buttons of his trousers when the doorbell rings. "No fucking way."

"I think it's Fer and the girl." I say as I look at him. He rolls his eyes and I laugh at him.

"People love interrupting us, it seems." he says. "I suppose this is my fault because I invited them."