Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

Forever Goes A Long Way

Y/n's POV:

My chest heaved, as the sheets stuck to the skin of my legs. The air in the room was thick and warm, making it harder for me to catch my breath.

I closed my eyes. Steam crawling over the windows of the small bedroom.

Chills ran down my legs, as a sweaty hand moved along my skin. Sticking roughly here and there as the hand felt up my bare back, nails digging into my skin as it moved back down.

I took in a sharp breath, arching my back as they dipped their head down to my neck. Their free hand tilting my head back, exposing more precious skin.

I gasped, curling my nails into the sheets as he placed his mouth on the top of my neck. Opening his mouth so I could feel his teeth bare into my skin.

Biting lightly with a open mouth, then closing it with sloppy lips. I moved my shaking hands to his biceps, digging my nails into the flesh as he crawled over me.

I opened my eyes as he slowly traced his tongue over the bite marks on my skin. I laced my fingers into his dark hair, and sighed as he detached himself from me.

"They were so right about you." His rough voice said, as he kissed my shoulder.

"W-What?" I say, moving my head to meet his gaze. His soft eyes unforgiving. What many saw as innocence was hardly the truth, and I could feel it radiating through my body.

My body stung, feeling raw and worked past my experience. My insides burned, his fire still racing through my blood. My skin sore, and exposed.

The shape of crescent moons covered my body, following the path of hickeys that pulsed against my skin.

"You were defiantly worth it." He said, holding my face in his hands as he pressed his sore lips to mine.

"How much did they make you pay?" I say, swallowing as he lifted my hand and observed the blood under my fingernails.

"Oh I'm not done paying." He said, looking over my face quickly. "I plan on getting much more out of you." He finished, leaning down to me and kissing my cheek slowly.

"It's been awhile since I've had someone like you." I said, running my fingers through his hair.

"I'm going to keep it that way." He whispered, pressing his lips to mine again. Letting the heat in the room make sweat drip off of his forehead.

He trailed his lips down my chin, leading them down my chest and stomach slowly. Pressing a last kiss on my thigh as he stood up.

Covering the deep red scratches trailing down his back with his shirt. He slipped his pants on quickly, doing his belt as he looked back at me.

He grabbed his phone and wallet off of my nightstand. Pausing to run his fingers through his hair.

He opened his wallet, and pulled out a handful of cash. Glancing back at the table by the door, then back to me. He walked backwards towards the door, longing still in his eyes.

He turned slamming the money into the tip jar on the table, nearly filling the glass container.

Then winking at me before disappearing out the door.