*SMUT WARNING (thanks for the ideas https://www.literotica.com/s/a-full-body-massage)*
Oh God! I am so ready.
My pussy is so juicy just from what he's been doing so far and I wonder if I'm creating a little pool in the bed.
"Yes," I reply meekly.
I feel the sheet and blanket slide slowly down my body over my ass and off,
as if he were revealing some delectable surprise.
"Damn", I hear him whisper.
"What?" I ask turning my head towards him.
"You're just so fucking beautiful, baby girl."
I blush at his words and put my face back down.
I really hope I don't have to flip over or anything.
I would hate for him to see my scars,
some still fresh,
and get disgusted by me.
He won't be calling me beautiful then.
A trickle of oil runs across my ass,
his hands start to caress and fondle it
His fingers have worked down my ass to the flesh where my butt and thighs meet
He draws little circles then cups it.
"You have a really nice ass, babe."
Can he stop teasing me?
Like forget the massage, just fuck me already.
"Time to turn over," Matthew whispers in my ear, interrupting my thoughts.
I begin to panic.
"Babe?" I hear him say.
He's not helping AT ALL.
"Addison, are you okay?"
I finally jump up and grab the blanket as fast as I can.
"Forget about the massage Matt-thank you for the beginning- it's late we should get to sleep."
I say this really fast then walk out to change.
fuck
idk where the bathrooms are.
I walk back in the room and look at Matt.
He's sitting on the bed and look pretty upset.
"Is it because of JC?" He asks.
What? No.
"What are you talking about?"
"Would you rather have him? You love JC, don't you?"
NO NO NO NO NO yes?...no
"No Matt, I just..."
Idk how to tell him that I hate my body,
and that I cut myself which makes me feel even worse.
I unknowingly start to cry.
"You what, Addi?" he looks at me with sadness and sympathy.
"You're gonna hate me...you're gonna think I'm fat and ugly, Matt...you're not gonna want me anymore."
"Addison, I would never think those things about you, EVER. You are beautiful to me and nothing you show me will change that."
I stand up and close my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Bad for Me/ M.E.
FanfictionCutting isn't the answer, but I wanna cut. Suicide isn't either, but I wanna die. You are bad for me, but I love you.