ATTENTION!! THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN A BREIF MOMENT OF SMUT! READ AT YOUR OWN INTENTIONS!
All the love,
CAITLYN xxCaitlyn's pov:
All last night, Darek and i had a little fun (if you know what i mean) Mom wasn't home at the time and didn't come home until just now. I wake up next to Darek sound asleep. The sheets are covering up his legs and his member. The only thing i can see is his toned torso and his "V" line. I move closer to him and kiss his neck and jawline softly. He grunts as his eyes flutter open. "Good morning beautiful" Darek says in his beautiful, raspy morning voice. I don't know why, but a man's morning voice is the biggest turn on in the world. The sound of every vowel being pronounced, the raspiness in his voice....its everything perfect and more. Darek rolls over on top of me and kisses me passionately. He trails the kisses down to my cheek, then to my jawline, and to my neck. I try to hold in my moan but the feeling of him kissing my neck is overwhelmingly arousing. I moan his name out and he smiles against my neck "i love you Caitlyn" Darek says. He starts kissing my chest, then my stomach, and kisses my bikini line. He starts putting love bites on my bikini line and kissing lower and lower. He trails his hand up and down my inner thigh and i gasp. Just as he was about to begin, the doorbell rings and Darek gets up and puts his hollister sweatpants on. His sweatpants are barely hanging off of his hips and i can see his V- line perfectly. He's all mine. All of him is mine. I know i sound like im obsessed with him....but I'm not. I'm in love with him. And nothing can change how i feel.Darek's pov:
I walk downstairs to answer the door. When i open the door, its Armando. "Oh, i wasn't expecting you to be here. I came to give Caitlyn her Starbucks she wanted me to get her. Why are you here?" Armando says. "Well she is my girlfriend so frankly it's none of your business what im doing here." i reply as i let him in the living room. "Hahah! So you were tapping that ass!" Armando says laughing histerically.
"Shut up Armando. You cant say shit because you tap Lewis everyday" I say cheekily. Armando's smile and laughter fades away and he quietly says "Not anymore....." Caitlyn walks down the stairs and greets Armando, taking her starbucks from him. "Oh god I'm going to have soooo much energy after this." Caitlyn says taking a slow sip of her Caramel Ribbon Crunch Frapuccino. "Alright well im gonna go you guys, Perla is expecting me." Armando says and winks in Caitlyn's direction. "Now where were we..." i say to Caitlyn ,making her put down her Starbucks. "Darek.....no. I need to go to work.." she says pushing me away. Really? She's gonna turn me on and then turn me down? Hell no. Im getting what i was intended in getting. I storm up the stairs and walk into her room. I shut the door and lock it. "Darek what...." before she can finish i slam her against the wall and begin agressively kiss her neck. She's weaker than me so its not hard to keep her still. She struggles under my body. "STOP FUCKING MOVING!!" i say. I punch her and she keels over in pain. Oh my god. What did i just do. I hit the one i love the most. Caitlyn lays there crying and holding her stomach. "Caitlyn im sor-" "SHUT UP AND STAY AWAY FROM ME!" she yells and runs out of her room.Caitlyn's pov:
He....hit me. He fucking hit me. I call Armando trying to stop shaking but i fail.Armando: Caitlyn? Are you okay?
Me: .......No.
Armando: What happened love?
As soon as Armando asks what happened....i lose it. I begin wailing on the phone.
Armando: Im coming to get you. Stay there.
Armando hangs up and i cry even more. In a matter of minutes Armando pulls into the drive way and motions me to get in the car. When i sit down, i start crying again. "Caitlyn what happened?" Armando asks me.
"He......he hit me..."
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RomanceLove. The brink to insanity, and obsessiveness. Darek Brown is a 18 year old with a troubled past. All his life he was abused and it's all he's ever known. His best friend, Jackie, is also his crush. They end up dating. But the twisted thing about i...