Before you

8. *

After the dinner, we returned back to Lando's apartment.  

"That went well" I shrugged with a smile.

"Yeah? You think that went well?" He shook his head as he walked to the kitchen.

He opened the fridge, looked in it but probably realized that he wasn't really looking for something.

"They didn't suspect that we don't like each other, so that's good, right?" I said as I followed him.

He chuckled, closed the fridge again. "Yeah but now we have to pretend an entire weekend, in front of everyone"

"We can do that"

Why was he so mad about this? He was the one who got us into this shit in the first place.

He snorted, leaned against the kitchen counter and looked at me. "What are you after? Money? Paddock passes? Fame?"

I chuckled sarcastically. Was he serious about this? Why did this guy think everyone wanted to use him?

I didn't need his money, could buy paddock passes if I wanted to and I certainly didn't want fame.

"Excuse me? You are the one who asked me to do this"

He rolled his eyes, looked away for a minute. "Then why are you helping me with this?"

I sighed, walked up to him and stood in front of him. "Because I didn't have this much fun in ages"

He looked up, frowned a little as he looked at me. "Fun?"

"Yeah, it's exciting to pretend, to made them think we are dating" I shrugged. "I don't know, I normally have such a boring life and you got me out of that"

"You've a weird idea of having fun" he said with a serious face but I could still spot a little smile.

"And you should find the fun in it too" I said as I pointed at him. "You're way more handsome with a smile on your face"

He chuckled, and then, all of a sudden, he grabbed my face, pressed his lips against mine.

We kissed, messy kisses until he picked me up and carried me to the living room.

And before I even realized, we undressed each other while kissing, he was laying on top of me on the couch.

It's not like I had a lot of experience, only had sex with a few guys before him.

Definitely didn't have onenightstands or friends with benefits or anything like that.

But let me tell you, we weren't kissing each other out of love. This had nothing to do with that.
This weren't romantic kisses.

This was out of lust.

His hands were traveling down my body, not because he thought I was beautiful. Not because he loves me.

But because he wanted to get his frustration out, because he wanted to forget about the girl on the picture.

The picture that was standing only a few inches away from us.

And I was completely fine with that, because I wasn't moaning because I love him either.

My heart wasn't beating faster because he gave me butterflies while being inside of me.

He made me horny, because he was hot. Yeah he definitely was extremely hot.

His necklace dangled down my body as he kissed my neck, pounded even harder inside of me.

We didn't kiss anymore, he nuzzled his face in my neck while he moaned a little.

Every time we had sex, he had his eyes closed. He was thinking about someone else while being inside of me.

And that was fine too, because I wasn't thinking about him either.

I guess that's why we started this whole thing, because we both had demons haunting us.

And his demon was right on that picture, looking at us while we were having some damn good sex.