Lucky

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*Week Later*

I poured the last bit of alcohol I had in my entire house into a tiny shot glass

I took the shot and poured it down my throat

I stood up, grabbed the very small cup, and stumbled towards the kitchen. I placed the glass in the sink

I heard a slight knock on the door. I turned around, making sure I wasn't having drunk delusions.

The person on the other side of the door banging louder

I stumbled towards my front door and opened it "WHAT," I snapped

"I'm sorry," Sawyer slurred

Sawyer stumbled through my doorway with a beer bottle in his grasp

"Leave, you're piss drunk," I ordered

"She was so pretty I couldn't help myself," he mumbled loudly

"Get out Sawyer," I said

I didn't need to hear how pretty she was or how much he wanted to screw

He frowned, then growled at me. He stepped in front of me. "I'm sorry," he said in an angry tone

I scoffed at his lame ass apology. Sawyer growled again.

*Angry drunk Sawyer in full effect*

"Go to back to the whore you got your boner from," I said

Sawyer smash the beer bottle on the floor near our feet. I didn't jump, I barely even flinched.

"I keep fucking up," he screamed

"I try to make you happy, but-," he didn't finish his sentence

His hands went to my waist. Sawyer lips pressed against my ear "Let me fuck you," he whispered

My cheeks grew warm, he moved his lips towards my neck "W-what,"

His warm breath was on my neck, "Let me fuck you," he repeated

I was this close into going into raging "I can't be bought with sex,"

Sawyer had the same angry expression on his face. "I'm not trying to... I'm trying to convince you to stay with me," he said

He pressed his body against mine "I can make you feel so good," Sawyer whispered

Sawyer pressed his lips against mine, then quickly pulled away "Please, like old times. Let me do this baby... Let me make you scream,"

I said nothing, I just stared at him "I-I,"

Sawyer kissed me again, it was filled with anger and lust. He grabbed my ass

"Jump," he ordered

I did what he told me. Sawyer wrapped both of my legs around his waist.

Sawyer pulled away, he chuckled under his breath.

Sawyer moved his lips on my neck, I could feel his teeth biting down on my skin. I let out a low soft moan

I could feel him smirking against my skin. Sawyer started walking over to the couch, I felt the soft couch cushion on my back

Sawyer got on top of me and pulled off his shirt. He grabbed my hands and ran them down his toned chest.

I removed my shirt, now only wearing shorts and my black lace bra. Sawyer kissed my neck, then put his tongue on my skin.

I moaned with pleasure as he trailed his tongue down to my stomach. I felt his hand go in my underwear

"You're soaking wet," he whispered, Sawyer pulled out his hand and went lower and lower.

I felt my pants and underwear around my ankles, then heard them drop to the floor.

I felt Sawyer's tongue slither inside of me. I wrapped my feet around his neck

Both of his hands grabbed my breast and squeezed them. I threw my head back

~Sawyer~ I moaned his name

Sawyer pulled out and gave me a peck on the lips. Sawyer pulled down his pants and boxers revealing his hard member

Sawyer pulled me up and sat me on his lap, I wrapped my legs around his waist. I pulled back

"Do you have a condom," I asked

Sawyer reach for his pants and pulled out a condom from his pocket. He quickly put it on

I felt his member enter inside of me. I began moving my body up and down as he penetrated me

"Fuck don't stop," I moaned

My nails dug into his back, he didn't seem to mind. Sawyer moaned, groaned, and grunted. We started moving faster, penetrating my g-spot

I screamed Sawyer's name as he went deeper. I felt my stomach knot

"I'm g-g-gonna c-c-c-um," I said

I spilled my seed on Sawyer's member, Sawyer did the same. He pulled out, took off the condom and threw it in the trash

I lay my head on his chest, Sawyer held me tightly and gave me a kiss on my forehead

I pulled the blanket I had on the floor and wrapped it around our bodies

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