What He Needs

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Panting, I stare at the ceiling trying to understand what the hell just happened.

How did I go from being extremely irritated with him for showing up at my house and forcing me on a date all because he fucked up to me begging him to let me cum.

I'm embarrassed and disappointed with myself for letting him touch me after he was with someone else not even a day before.

Still between my legs, Abel slowly kisses a trail up my body making me tremble until he's lying on top of me where he gazes down on me, his dark eyes softer than they were before.

I stare back and I know he sees the confusion in the depth of mine, and he doesn't seem surprised only guilty.

Letting out a deep breath he rests his head in the crook of my neck, his breathing softly tickling my skin.

I should be telling him to get the hell off me and take me home but instead I find myself getting comfortable under his weight relishing the feeling of his bare skin against mine.

"Speechless I see" he softly murmurs after a while, his fingers running up and down my waist.

"You... you weren't playing fair" I studder as he kisses my neck.

"I've never played fair, Nava... your body is begging for me"

"So is yours..." I swallow, my jaw and throat still sore.

He nuzzles deeper into me confirming what I said, and we fall quiet again.

After a while my eyes begin to feel heavy. I don't know how long we've laid here wrapped around each other like this.

"I know this doesn't change what I did" Abel whispers breaking the silence making my eyes pop open.

I don't answer knowing it's true. Despite what we did, I'm not ready to forgive him.

"And... I don't expect you to forgive me..." He continues.

Fighting a frustrated sigh my face settles in an annoyed scowl; of all the times to bring this up he chooses now. I suppose we were going to have this conversation sooner or later.

Lifting his head he looks at me, his dark eyes sad and vulnerable. "Angel..."

I frown when he says "I know I'm not the ideal choice for a girl like you. I get high more then I should, I love to party, I've grown adapted to a fast life where woman throw themselves at me everywhere I go"

Sitting up, he pulls me with him, his fingers taking my face to smooth out my frown lines, "Nothing about me is ordinary. There's another side to me that I hope you'll come to accept in time." He tries to explain, and I wonder what he means by there being another side to him. Is it something I should worry about?

"This isn't an either-or thing" he goes on. "I'm giving you all of me. You possess a power over me no one else has"

I want to ask questions, but his expression brings me up short. His eyes telling me to trust him, that this other side will be explained when the time is right.

"Baby, I know I fucked up agreeing to continue fucking Bella. That was a huge mistake on my part; I was trying to protect you and I hurt you instead"

I see him really think about it and he shakes his head with a scowl, "I never thought she'd be this foul"

"She loves you" I shrug after a couple minutes of silence.

His eyes shoot to my face, "But I don't love her. She's not the one running through my mind all day"