Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

Turning Tables

Songs that inspired me this chapter:
- Under You by Nick Jonas
- Not Afraid Anymore by Halsey
- Last Christmas by Wham!
- Someday Maybe by Michael Buble ft Meghan Trainor
- Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
Sorry this chapter took so much time.  I promise more action will come.  Winter is coming.
Lots of love to you all -xx-

Virginie's Point Of View

December 10th

His fingers caress my side.  His firm hands slide and cup my breasts hardly, lustfully.  His lips kiss mine with a consuming passion. 

Sweaty skins, hungry kisses, eager hands,  heavy breaths, naked skin, love making.

Finally, I was making love to Harry again, like we haven't done before.  Beautiful, tender, romantic, passionate.  I was straddling him, both of my hands on his chest, thrusting him to my rhythm. 

God he is hot!

All I can think about his how hot and good this feels.  I close my eyes and straighten myself, rolling my hips onto him, to have a hand free to reach behind me to caress his testicules gently.

"I missed your body.  I missed fucking you."  His words turn me on, but something odd gets my attention.

The smell.

It's all I can think about. It consumes all of my other senses. I can almost taste it.

The bitter taste of the whiskey. The metallic taste of the blood.

I open my eyes and I see blood all over my naked body, along with Mr. Goodman's hands.  I look down on my bed and this isn't Harry anymore.  Where is Harry?

"Harry?  Harry!"  I yell for help as Mr. Goodman straightens himself from under my naked, exposed body.

He buries his face in my neck, kissing, biting my skin, but stops to take a deep breath and smell my hair. His hand tangles in it, tugging it, making my head lean, against my will, to the side. I can feel his lips brush my ear as his warm breath reeking of whiskey disgusts me.

"You are mine.  You won't ever be able to escape from me."  He murmurs, his erection stabbing into me, like it did before.

"I'm not yours, I never was and I never will be!  Let me go!  I'm going to tell everything.  I'm not scared of you anymore.  You are a pathetic, pretentious son of a bitch!"  I let out and try to escape, but I am quickly shook, the room trembling.

"No, you won't.  Be sure that I will make Jake and his little girl a living hell!"  He threatens me, his arms keeping me from moving, holding me tight, his face buried in my hair.

"How can you do that to your own son?!"

"You are a pretty good motivation.  As soon as I saw you, I knew I wanted you, that would be the kind of fix I needed.  "  I feel his smirk against my cheeks, my arms pinned down under his arms.

"What is it about me?"  I cry from all my attempts to free myself from his arms.  

"I have a thing for naive little girls with big dreams.  I have hit the jackpot with you.  My dick gets so fucking hard just looking at you."  He whispers and abruptly pulls my hair, making me fall down the bed.