Black N Blue (CURRENTLY EDITING)

Chapter 7

Sweat trickled the top of my forehead. Fear crawled on my skin. My mind was scattered searching how to feel, searching for the right emotion. Two gunshots. Two. Nothing liked this happened in Texas. Or even in Boston in general. I felt anxiety, I feared for the worst, I was prepared for the worst. Anthony brought me back to his dorm room, shutting the door tightly behind him. We were enclosed in silence, I sat on his familiar green bedding, searching for his face for what he was feeling. His back was pressed up against the door and his eyes were closed. His chest was rising in short gasps. Was he crying? He mumbled something in French then said, "I put you in so much danger," His voice was hoarse, strained, and unsteady. "So...you're part of what? Some type of gang?" There was no realness in my words. It was beyond everything I knew. My eyes fluttered, trying to almost laugh off the question. "You're being so prude about it. I'm apart of a deescretly organized group," He says silently. But he's serious. "You've only been in the States for 3 days. Where did you find the time to join a gang?" There's a flash of humor in his eyes. "I've had the time to DO a lot of things. You for example." his carnal devious look in his eyes almost distracting me from what just happened. "So you fucked me, got tutored, joined a gang, and met my ex?" Well that made a whole lot of sense. "There's a lot you dont know about me." his voice went low...the look he gave me earlier when he was taking me. "Stop looking at me like that." I mutter, my lips quivered. "Come on Eleanor, you dress conservative, you're stuck in your work all the time, you're always so stressed. I know I'm not the only one who's holding secrets." This wasnt about me, this was about him. What was he hiding? "Are you even really from France?" I asked. He pulled back, shocked and obviously insulted. "Oui," He says using an American accent when he mumbles it. I believe him with that. "Well is this your first time in the States?" He presses his lips together, his blue eyes burning back into mine. "No," I exhale for a moment. What else was he lying about? "I was strung into a lifestyle of danger, death, abuse and guns." Tears now filled his glistening blue eyes. "But why?" My voice sounds as fragile as his. He shook his head slowly, "I had no choice. Ellie you....have no idea what I'm really like." His nose flared and he stood upright, staring at me. I shift uncomfortably on his bed. Oh Lord- here we go. "Then why did you ask me out tonight?" He ran his hands through his hair. "God- Ellie - I dont know- You're just...Different." He was stammering and pacing back and forth. Different? Bullshit. "What?" He asked. Oh shit, did I say that outloud. "Bullshit," I whisper. "Ellie, I'm used to low standard girls with low self esteem. A girl that will shoot heroin up her arm and suck me off while I'm driving. You have no idea what I've seen and done. I'm a murderer, a man whore, I'm fucked up in my head. I'm everything you dont want, everything you dont need." His voice gets lower at the end. Where was he going with this? "So what? You expected to just fuck me cause I'm some type of slut?" Tears brimmed out the corners of my eyes. But I guess thats what I get for giving it up on the second day. "No, no, no, hell no." He craddled my face, noticing the tears streaming down my cheeks. "I never thought I'd be attracted to someone like you. I feel your innocence. I can almost taste your purity." He spoke his words fluently, with intensity. I swallowed nervously, everything he said was sexy. It made everything throb in all the right places. That was pure? Pfft. "What was pure?" I really need to stop thinking out loud. "What we did-" He inturupts me, "No baby what we do." He stresses the last word...and he means it. But... What did this mean? He was a murderer, how can I trust him? "But what we..um do. It's not right. It's not pure, it's not innocence. It's absurd." I shake my head trying to avoid eye contact. He cups my chin bringing my face up to catch his gaze. He whispers French to me again, something I didnt even catch at first. Did he call me My Sweet? Something like that. "I told you...I feel..." He pauses for a moment, his finger tracing under my chin down to the base of my neck. I held my breath, anticipating his next move. "I feel your innocence..." He finishes, his finger moves down my neck, to the top of my collar bone, down the crease of my breasts. Please go lower...please go lower. "I taste.." He pauses again, moving slowly towards me. I feel the electricity spiral between us, drawing me into him. I could almost hear his heartbeat, his eyes were low and glossy...seductive. His licked his bottom lip, and his eyes trailed hungrily down my body. He got closer, I could feel his breath on my skin, the heat...his heat that he was giving off.... it was carnal and dark. I was falling into a dark path...but I didnt want out, I was already hooked. Addicted to the pleasure. His lips slowly brushed up against mine. Oh Lord of Fucks, his lips were so soft..molding perfectly to mine. He pulled away, leaving me breathless, craving more. "Pure. I can see it in your eyes." He breathed. He saw purity in my eyes? No, that was lust, and visions of us fucking in every position possible. "It's not pure...I want you," I almost moaned the last part. I wanted him..now..fuck my morals. "You want me in an innocent manner. You want me to treat you gently like I usually do. Take you gently..." So that was gentle? "Yes that was gentle." Fuck, I said it out loud. "I want it rough." Did I really just say that? Yes I did! He paused for a moment, then pushed me back on the bed. "I'm gonna make sure you wish you didnt say that." He whispered in my ear, before ripping my dress off, leaving me bare in my cheetah print bra. Embarassing as hell! "Legs up," He orders. What? "Legs up Ellie, dont make me tell you again," I blink for a moment, startled and turned on by his order. I lay back and lift my legs up, holding my knees by my head, feeling suddenly open and too exposed. Anthony gets up for a moment, slowly taking his belt off, and picking up another one from the ground. "I'm going to restrain you now." Wait what? He takes my left ankle and wraps the belt around it, then loops it through the bar in the metal bed frame, tightening it. I cant move my ankle. Oh god, this was so fucking sexy. I felt the wetness between my legs begin to drip. Hurry the hell up! He does the same on my right ankle so now my legs are extended straight and above my head. He can...see everything. "Beautiful," Anthonys eyes flutter, glancing down at my naked body. He stares for too long so i move my hands down and he quickly yanks them away. "Dont you dare hide yourself from me, dont take your eyes off of me. I want you to watch me as I pleasure you." Oh boy, he moves slowly down, lifting me up so my pussy meets his lips. His tongue licks up me once...only once. I whimper and shift anxiously under him. He goes down slowly again, taking his time on my inner lips...avoiding my clit and I feel the pressure of his tongue. He repeats this slowly and I try to move against him, "Dont move or I'll tie the rest of your body to this damn bed." his voice is rushed and I hear the certainty in his voice. Do I dare test him? He goes back down, licking around my pussy, slightly groaning as he does this and my eyes roll back. "Oh please," I whimper, he needed to stop teasing me. I was gonna explode. "Please what Ellie?" He asks, he's staring into my eyes, as he slowly licks up, and I almost scream when I see the sticky wet juices linger on the tip of his tongue. "Please I want you too..." I stop. "Tell me you want me to lick your clit...suck on your soft pink bud until you cum.." I see the desire in his eyes and I cant bring myself to say it. It's too much, I need him. All of him. "Lick my clit please, make me cum..." this wasnt pure... this was...sex..lust...need...desire.. His tongue wrapped around my clit, sucking tightly. Oh god. The pleasure came in sparks, making me shudder and moan. I gripped his hair, and my legs twitched trying to find control. He showed no mercy and continued, to suck and drag it around in a circle... slowly. So..very slowly. My breathing began getting faster, this was usually the time where he puts his finger...down there....why wasnt he doing it...."Put a finger inside me." I moan, pulling at my restraints. "The only thing I want inside you is.." he stops and tugs at my clit, and I coo...feeling my orgasm building. If he licks it just like that..."I'm gonna.." I dont even wanna say the word..but soon everything constricts and I'm riding up against his face begging for release. "My sweet...sweet delicious Ellie..you're ready for me now.." He unbuckles his belt retreiving a condom and drops his pants. He's hard..at full attention, throbbing and waiting for him. He rolls the condom on, slowly not breaking eye contact. My eyes widen as he rubs himself on me, gently pushing up aginst my clit, then back down to my entrance. "Do you want it baby?" He asks, his eyes flutter down on me again. I swallow, my restraints taunting me even more. I nodded, slowly, and pushed his tip in. Oh fucking shit. "No, tell me exactly." He's groaning, "Fuck. Me. Anthony." I gasp, the words are so soft from my mouth and slides in halfway before I stop him. My head flies back and I hold on to his shoulders to keep him back. "It's too much, you cant go that deep." I moan silently, biting my lip. He filled me too much already, the ache in my stomach cant take that. "Oh no baby. You're gonna take all of me," He groans, and pushes himself deeper. "Oh fuck," I moan, the feeling of him inside me like this. I feel him pulsating, and its throbbing against me. Inside me. He slowly strokes, moving my bra to the side and taking one of my nipples in his mouth. They harden around his wet tongue, and he picks up speed. Slamming into me, over and over...putting more of himself inside me. "God damn Ellie," His moan was sex to my mind. His touch was .....exotic. He slipped two of his fingers in my mouth. "Suck ." I clapsed my lips around his finger, practically biting down on them as he went faster. He removed his fingers from my mouth and brought them down to my clit. He begins to swivl his hips in a circle, moving himself around...and around inside me, and rubs his wet fingers on my clit in the opposite direction. My hips jerked, torn between which stroke I wanted to follow. Oh shit. I could contain this pleasure, expecially not being able to etend my legs. "Just feel it baby. Take it Ellie." Every.Single.Time. He says that. I almost combust. I felt my release coming soon. I wanted it to last. "Anthony!" I cry out, I almost feel tears in my eyes. "That's right baby, feel me." his groans and thrust are torturing me. Its everything I want...I'm so close...so close. One thrust. My eyes roll back. He rubs. My back arches. Both of them at the same time. I'm screaming. My legs going through violent spasms trying to control my orgasm. "Oh fuck Ellie! Fuck!" And he collapes on top of me.

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"Are you sure you arent terribly hurt?" Anthony is grazing his fingers through my hair, as I'm wrapped around him, my ankles have sore marks on them, but I'll be fine. "I'm fine Anthony." I assure him, and we lay there for a moment, silent. It was 4 am, and it was a Saturday. No class. No need for me to get up tomorrow. I smile to myself. "I'm sorry that tonight was such a mess," He mumbles in my ear, kissing my forehead lightly. "Well what are you going to do?" I ask silently. He's quiet for a moment, "Re-pay them all over again." He frowns after saying it. "How much do you owe them? " He doesnt say anything. "How much is it Anthony?" His lips part opem momentairly. "10 grand." 10? Grand? Wut.? "What the hell did you do to owe them that much?" I exclaim, sitting up slightly. "Dont worry about it." he whispers, how did he get the money before. "Let me help you get the money." I insist. I felt the need to help him given I gave him my virtue and all. "I cant have outsiders help me." Outsiders? What did he mean. I narrowed my eyes on him. All my life has been dull and predictable. I needed change. "I want in." I say with force, not breaking eye contact. "What?" He blinks hard, and flinches back. "The gang. I want in." I repeat. "When I said you were stressed I didnt imply to go out and do something crazy. I dont want you in that enviornment." I look down, why did he have to be so damn stubborn. "You want to be around me though right?" I ask hopefully. This was a tricky question for me. "Yes." He breathes. "Then I want in." I say shrugging, this would have up for no conversation. "I'll kill myself before I let you in." He says dismissing my idea. "Guess you wont be getting 'this' anymore then." I say glancing down to...her. Did I just deprive him of sex? "Fine. But if I dont like anything theyre doing, you're out." I smile overjoyed with the thought of him trusting me with this. "But not now, I just want to hold you right now." He leans back, embracing me in his arms, and I snuggle down on him. He's so warm, that I dont even need the comforter. I would go to Eddie's later, but for now. This is where I wanted to be. I closed my eyes and listened to Anthony mumble soft French words in my ear. And darkness sooned captured me.

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A/N the next chapter will be intense..this chapter is kinda short cause I uploaded once again on my phone. it isnt edited but everything in caps is supposed to be italicized. Enjoy though guys. Peace

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