It's Sad to Belong

It's Sad to Belong || Chaos because she fall in love!

I know you've been waiting for an update for this. Mature Scenes. You all are old enough. I know you know what I'm trying to say here. I'm apologizing right now... I just need to get rid E and Belle first and I actually don't know how, so here it goes. Lemme remind you this is FICTION!!!....

Before you start I would like to asks a question.

Why do we always hurt the one we love?

James wakes up and reaches on his right side of the bed for Nadine, but she is not there.

He sits up and looks around, and hears the shower running. He gets up and heads to the bathroom.

He opens the door and is greeted by the warm steam and the lavender smell of Nadine's bath soap.

He opens the shower door and finds Nadine facing the shower, rinsing herself, not realizing that James is standing right behind her.

James places both his hands on her waist.

"Oh, shit!" she screams. "You scared me! Don't sneak up on me like that."

"Sorry, love," he says, turning her body around completely. "I didn't mean to scare you."

"You almost gave me a heart attack" she teases, turning her back on him to finish rinsing up.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

"What?"

"To shower. Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Oh, sorry, love. I just woke up pretty early and I wanted to get my mind off things so I decided to take a long, hot shower," she explains.

James pulls her waist a little roughly and turns her around to face him once again.

"Oh, yeah? I can help you with that," he says, smirking.

"Really? Aren't we a little cocky?"

He smiles seductively and pushes her against the cold shower wall none too gently, and walks towards her with a devilish smile across his face, and eyes filled with lust.

"Ooh, rough, I like that," she says seductively.

Without saying another word, he crashes his lips roughly into hers, and she kisses him back with just the same roughness and passion.

"You drive me crazy," he whispers, pinning her hands above her head.

They continue to kiss, not minding the water that has now turned cold. He makes his way down her neck, biting and sucking, marking every inch of her.

"Don't mark me," she says breathlessly.

"Not my neck."

He does not listen. He continues to suck her skin, "You're mine, Nadine."

"Jaye-" she moans. "James, stop. They'll see the mark."

"I don't give a damn," he says huskily.

His lips leave her neck and begins to travel down south. Nadine throws her head back, hitting her head on the wall. She begins to breathe heavily and raggedly.

"Jaye-" she moans.

James looks up and sees her world spinning.

"Yeah, you like that?" he says lustfully, pleasuring her with his tongue slowly and expertly.

She opens her eyes and looks down. She meets his gaze and both of them smile at each other. She grabs a fistful of hair from his head and guides him.