Love Soaked In Rain

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝟐𝟏 || 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

His fingers slide through my hair and then grip my neck tightly. His tongue is already in my mouth,gently caressing mine. He is kissing me as if I would be vanished if he doesn’t. His mouth is being rough and possessive, caressing each and every section of my mouth. I can't help but moan into his mouth loudly, so as he also groans. Suddenly he pulls out of me. I was about to die for lack of oxygen if he didn't pull out now.

"If he is your first love with a regretful and cursed memory, then I will erase those fucking memories from your brain, even from your life. " He whispers while inhaling a sharp breath. "Guide me, where the fuck his dirty hands had touched you untill now."

He whispers against my ear. His voice is as deep as Mariana  Trench, making me get on ny knees. His every single word is giving birth to specific genetics of butterflies in my stomach, that I never feel to roam around.

He softly bites my earlobe, waiting for my direction.  gently points my finger on my waist and hip. When he gets the allusion, he wastes no time. He immediately sits on his knees in front of me. Watching him on his knees is the biggest turn on for me ever. My hormones are fighting each others, causing me to do something immediately now, to calm them.

I fall my head back to the empty wall, feeling his hands are running under my bare stomach while sliding my t-shirt up. My eyes are shut, I can't handle myself. My legs start to tremble when he sucks on my stomach genuinely. His warm tongue meets my cold skin, and going to explode me inside. My legs are urging me to pick them up above his width shoulders. My fingers splay out and stroke his hair. When he realises how much impact he is having on my by his only  single touch, he stands himself up. His hands move from my waist, grip my hips tightly for a while. And then glides down to my leg.

Jesus Christ!

He lifts me up by my legs and wraps them around his hip. He presses himself into me further more. He lifts my t- shirt above my head but didn't pull it off, rather he folds the t-shirt into a similar handcuff. Then ties my both hand with it, pinning my both hand to the wall,above my head. My tits are showing above my black bra, completely exposed to him. His gaze lowers from my mouth to my breasts. I inhale a sharp breath, reaching the peak of climax, building a volcano inside that can explode anytime. His mouth crashes to my neck. Kissing, swallowing, biting and caressing. I am feeling kind of embarrassment, yet I'm begging for more. Every sound that leaves from my mouth is making him more wild. He's obvious by the way I am moaning hardly that I want more than this. The world in front of me is spinning. Chills are running down my spine, left me shivering. I can't feel anything now,expect Ivan's presence.
His one hand is pinning my both hands on the top of my head. Whils his other hand is trailing everywhere. He suddenly cups one of my breast desperately, causing me to scream.

"No one has the right to fall their eyes on you, expect me." He whispers with his heavy and husky voice. "Touching you will be their sweetest dream ever. But if one of them dares to try, I'll tore their fucking hands from their rib." He cups my another breast.

"You are written only for me, Tulip. And Christopher Ivan knows it well, how to tag things permanently of him forever, if it is written for him once." He groans furiously, then again starts to speak with the depth of the Pacific Ocean.

"If touching you is their one of the sweetest dream,then Christopher Starlin Ivan will be their fucking nightmare and haunt them forever. "

I am melting like ice, pouring like water, trying to be mixed in the atmosphere like air, after hearing him how desperately he demands me as "his".

He again smashes his lips to mine. To be honest, I didn’t involved with Ryan physically ever in our six months of relationship. He had touched me sometimes,  trying to grant a chance to use me. But I never let it done. Back then, I was so insecure of physical touches and that's what made us fall apart from that toxic relationship. He demanded something that I couldn’t even endure as my nightmare.

But while Ivan touches me or kisses me, I never feel insecure. I never feel weak and scared. He makes love with me, not granting his wishes. His every touch brings the shattered pieces of my heart and glued them together. He makes me feel safe and strong. Without him, I am nothing.

When we were about to finish,  a female voice brings my soul back to the reality and causes me to jump. Ivan slowly pull out of me. I open my eyes and convince myself not to regret. I find out Laura and Zoe are standing on the doorway with a shocking face. They watch us and freeze into ice bar. I know they didn’t expect to see things like this.
I try to push Ivan's hand from mine. He unties me quickly then carefully drops my leg on the floor. His face is not giving any hesitant look. He doesn’t care about what they might think, but I do.

"What on the earth was happening here, Jesus Christ? " Zoe exclaims in wonder.
"Ivan, what the fuck? Everyone is looking for you. But here you are choking Emily against the wall?" Laura asks, her eyes are widen.
"I will appreciate if both of you leave now and give us some privacy. " Ivan cuts off Laura.

He stands in front of me while I rush behind him and pull on my t-shirt. All of my self-respect has intermarried with the dust.
"Are you insane Ivan? I mean what the hell you were doing? How could you even? " Laura shouts, her tone feels like she has been betrayed. Zoe pulls her hand to go away, but she decides to argue with him.
" I didn’t will to clarify you any of my activities. Get lost."
Ivan moves forward to the doorway while Zoe pulls Laura back. When they were out of the doorway, Ivan slams the door loudly in front of them.

I rush my hands on my face out of disappointment. Everything is ruined. The whole situation is much messed up now. I have nothing left to say. A weird emotion is surrounding in my mind. Neither it is anger nor embarrassment. I want to quit this place now.

Ivan comes toward me and holds my hand.
"It's okay. I will fix it."
"What will you fix it?" I blow out his hands. "You just know how to ruin any situation! "
He seems like he didn’t want to, but he did. He is responsible for everything that happenend today. He messes up everything.
"We will sought things out, Emily.  Please calm down." He soften his voice.
"I don't want to listen anything from you. I don’t want to stay here anymore. Leave me alone."

I push him aside and then walk away. Before I pull the door knob, I glare at him.
"Don't try to contact me for a few days. Please!" I slam the door, while tears are running down from my embarrassed face.

I left him feeling guilty.

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