Trust Me, I'm Lying|| Eric Coulter

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Q&A
Jelly beans, yay or nay?
N to the fucking ay
Song Recomendation:
Gangsta by Kehlani

(Mature content read at your own risk!)
Zarahs POV:
It's over a week since everything happened, and I still haven't spoken to anyone. I haven't left my apartment since that day. Everyday Ken would leave food for me outside and take my washing when I leave them outside. Sometimes people would visit and we'd talk through the door, the conversations would never last long.
Eric comes everyday. He's the only one that I let inside. Mostly because he's the only one strong enough to push the door open when my dressing table is pressed up against it. We never spoke. Just lay next to each other in peaceful silence.
Sometimes he'd stay the night, but he'd leave before I wake up.
Every time he comes to visit me it's like clockwork. I know exactly what time he comes and when he leaves. Some days Id be so exited to see him even though I'd never do or say anything to show it.
He always arrives half an hour before sunset. As soon as he arrives he opens the curtains for the window beside my bed and open the windows to let some fresh air in. He'd always bring a new book for me to read and add it to the collection of books that I will most likely not read anytime soon.
As the sun begins to set he'd pull me close to his chest and we'd watch in silence as the sun slowly sets on the horizon.
And every single time almost as if it was his job, he'd press his lips against my ear and whisper quietly so only the both of us can hear "It's been one hell of a day Rebel".
Hearing him say those words everyday makes me feel closer to him. It's like our own little secret. And it is, just our little secret, and like every special secret, it'll die with us.
I do enjoy the fact that he spends time with me. But right now I just want to be by myself. I enjoy the company of myself more than the company of others.
Rolling over to my side Eric's big hand grabs my waist and flips me over so I'm facing him. He's never done that before. His eyes are a light blue and his features are soft. Everything about him right now screams good guy, but he's not. I know that deep down he's nothing but cold. His body is as hot as a furnace, but I remind myself that it's nothing compared to the coldness of his heart.
For a while he just stares at me. The uncomfortable feeling in my stomach  slowly starts to grow making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Sitting myself up he quickly follows after me.
His hand rest on my cheek as he turns my face so that I'm looking at him. His eyes scans my face with such caution almost as though if he  missed a single feature, a single beauty spot he'd die. He pulls me in closer towards him his steamy breath sending shivers down my skin. I wrap my arms around the back of his neck and run my fingers through his hair.
"What are you doing Eric?" I whisper as I skim the top of my nose along his jawline.
I will admit that I still have feelings for him. But they're mixed with feelings of hate. I hate him, but I like him too. The shitty thing is, I hate myself even more for going back to him. I know that I'll get hurt, but I don't care, for some reason the thought of getting hurt by him excites me.
"I'm about to make things very complicated" with that he presses his lips against mine.
He tastes so good. The taste of mint and Cinamon lingers on the up of my tongue as I lick his lips hoping that he'll give me access. He does. I let my tongue play with his for a while before exploding the rest of his mouth. I take in everything loving the taste of him, I try my best to remember the taste of him knowing that this might be the last time I ever get to taste him.   
I position myself on his waist so that I'm straddling on him. His hand explore beneath my shirt as my hands attack his beautiful hair.
His tongue plunges into my mouth making me moan involuntarily. 
His left hand eventually finds it's way to the front of my body and cups my right breast. The tip of his thumb caresses it slightly causing my nipple to harden beneath his touch. I breathe in a sharp breath as his grasp tightens around my breast. My hip involuntarily bucks against his hip causing him to let out a small groan.
I'm not wearing a bra, the only piece of clothing that I'm wearing is one of Kens shirts that doesn't fit me & a pair of white lace underwear. I feel slightly naked since I'm only wearing 2 items o clothing and Eric wearing fricking 10 billion! 
His hand travels down to the bottom of the shirt, gripping it tightly he slides it slowly up my stomach. I catch his hands before he can revel anymore of my body. Pressing my forehead against his I try my best to get control of my thoughts.
He moves his head down to my neck making my skin shudder. For a few seconds his lips hover above my neck before latching onto my neck. His tongue works wonders as he licks and sucks my neck harshly, there's bound to be a fresh mark in the morning.
"Eric. Not here people will hear" I whisper through short breaths squeezing his biceps tightly within my grasp.
"It's fine they're all at the party" he smiles against my skin as he kisses my neck.
"Are you under the impression that I cum quietly?"
"You're a screamer aren't you?"
"No, it's just" I bite the bottom of mg lip wondering weather I should tell him or not.
"You're a virgin?" He looks at me with a hint of concern in his expression.
"Bitch I might be"
"But you just said-"
"It's been a long time since I've had sex" I blurt out.
Out of embarrassment I burn my face into the crook of his neck and tighten my hug around him. His the tip of his nose traces the outside of my ear.
He presses a soft kiss on the soft skin beneath my ear before whispering "I'm gonna rub my finger over your we-"
"Eric I know how sex works. I've seen pornos" I laugh smacking his face playfully.
"What kind?" He asks out of cur curiosity as he rubs the small on my back gently and slowly.
"Some girl on girl but majority was the normal way. I watch them with Ken. He gets lonely" I whisper.
His hands work wonders on my skin making me rub my crotch over his hardened member. Rocking backing and fourth I let out sharp breaths. His hands grips my ass for dear life as I press my pussy down on his crotch. 
"That's nice to know" he says through short breaths.
"I sorta thought the conversation was leading in that direction so ya know"
"Just be quite" he whispers placing a finger onto my lips to hush me.
Letting the tip of my tongue skim across the tip of his finger he smiles at me playfully. I give him a cheeky smile before letting my mouth suck on it. My tongue licks the tip while I move my head up and down taking so much pleasure in making him groan.
I take his hand within my grasp and lead it down into my panties. Knowing exactly what to do he lets his fingers travel beneath the waistband. His fingers hover over my swollen clit making me go crazy. Since he won't satisfy my hunger I pull his hand out and dip mine inside.
It's so wet I don't ever remember being this wet before. I let my fingers rub my clit slowly making me moan out loudly in satisfaction.  For a while he watches me as I rub myself furiously trying to build up to my orgasim.
He grabs my hand and furiously pulls it out of my panty "No one makes you cry except me. If you ever play with your pussy again without my permission, I'll break your fucking hands"
He pushes me down onto the bed and makes quick work of getting rid of his shirt. Immediately after him I get rid of mine leaving myself completely exposed to him. The cool wind circulating throughout the room brushes against my bare chest making my nipples harden.
My right hand grabs his left and places it on my breast. Slowly and carefully he massages it making me buck my hip against his. Momentarily he leaves me on the bed during the heat of the moment and discards his pants.
Staring at his boxers I reach out and playfully rub his cock through the fabric. He hits my hand away the look of lust and hunger over taking his expression.
He whispers seductively into my left ear "I'm gonna make you mine Princess"
With that he pulls off my panties and parts my thighs so he can insert himself between them. His hot breath on my clit makes my entire body tremble. He hovers over it for a while just breathing, making me ache. His left hand traces patterns along my inner thigh, but he never touches the place that I need him to touch.
You fucking bastard.
His finger just brushes over my clit sending me over the edge. I let out a loud cry grabbing onto the sheets for dear life. He lets out a small chuckle and starts kissing my thighs.
"Eric" I plead his eyes staring right back into mine "Please, make me cum...please baby"
Baby? Holy shit Zarah what the fuck have you done? He not your-
"Oh fuck!" I scream.
His tongue runs over my wet folds sending indescribable pleasure to shoot through my body. My stomach feels like it's on fire and my head is a daze. He dips his tongue inside me sending another shot of pleasure throughout my body. My hands find his hair and grips it tightly.
The ache the once was only concentrated within my lower regions has begun making it's way throughout my entire body. The tips of my toes are tingling and my legs are shaking like crazy. My blood feels like it's on fire and nothing can put it out.
I throw my head against the pillow trying my best to keep myself from screaming to loudly. The pain gores stronger and stronger until suddenly a strong wave of euphoria washes over me.
Not once does Eric stop, but instead he licks my juices up like a wild dog. 
My head is clouded and I can barely open my eyes properly. My breathing is heavy and I'm still letting out small cries of ecstasy. Slowly I release his hair my grasp and let him hover over me.
He stares at me for a long time, watching as I slowly come down from my climax. A smile spreads across his face making my heart melt.
Without thinking I grab his face and pull his lips down onto mine. I can taste me on his lips which makes me blush. He trails sloppy kisses along my jawline and down to my neck before dropping down onto the space beside me.  
"You're so loud" he chuckles pulling me into a hug. 
"I warned you" I laughed as I play with the small strands of hair on his perfectly chiseled chest. 
A silence falls between us and my throat starts to fill with tears. Burying my face into the side of his ribcage I let out a sad sigh "I guess I'll be seeing less of you now huh?" My heart sitting in my throat.
"Why would you say that?" He whispers softly as he runs his fingers through my hair.
"You'll only come to me when you need stress relief or something. Then after that I'm just the annoying bitch you're tied down to" I sigh.
It's true, all of it. He'll come when he wants and leave when he wants. And every single time he'll take a piece or my heart with him, leaving me weaker and wanting him more.
The thing that makes me sad is the fact that I know he doesn't feel the same way I feel about him. I'm nothing more than a you to him, when I'm worn out he'll throw me away.
He lets out a disappointed sigh and places a kiss on my temple "You're loud, you can't keep your mouth shut and you're constantly running away. I don't think I'll be able to ignore you" he smiles.
"Are you sure you'll be okay? You're jumping on a no sex train" I laugh.
"I'm resourceful"
"If I fall asleep don't wake me up unless you want me to bite your dick off" I growl burying my face into his warm chest.
"At least your mouth will be on the place I want it to be" he jokes pulling him closer to his furnace of a body.
"Shut up" I yawn the exhaustion finally washing over me.
He drapes the blanket over our bodies and turns me so we're facing the window. The colours of the sun setting over the horizon kisses the sky. Bright vibrant colours of peach, apricot an pink makes everything look so peaceful.     If it were possible I'd replay this moment over and over again. Sadly I'm no Doctor Strange, so time loops are out of the question. The best thing to do right now it to at least try and create new intimate and memorable moments with this insane Dauntless leader. 
His hot chest against my back is warm making me wish that he'd never have to leave.
He places his left hand on my abdomen and places fishy kisses on my neck "Goodnight Rebel it's been one hell of a day" he whispers.
And I reply "I'm sleeping"

Was that steamy or what?! Damn these kids better slow down before someone gets pregnant.
How y'all been my butterflies?
Hope you guys are still feeling this book. Trust me it gets way more emotional and crazy as we venture on. It's like we're walking through a jungle at night, you don't know what might jump out and scare you.
Much love ex oh mwah❤️