"I want to be with you eh, I want to be with you."
Love- Kendrick Lamar featuring: Zacari
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We lay there for an hour, with his right hand drawing circles on my back. I still feel a dull ache between my legs, but if I don't move as much, the pain subsides.
"You hungry?" He asks me.
I don't want to move. "No." But my stomach growls to answer his question.
He laughs at the sound, and rolls me over, making me suppress a wince. "I don't have much in my fridge, but I can make sandwiches." He's timid I could tell, but I don't know why. His eyes stay on the bed, not looking at me.
I lift his face to look at me, "What's wrong?" I whisper.
"I just don't want you to regret anything."
"I don't." I pull him closer to me, pulling his already swollen lips to mine for another lingering kiss. My stomach growls again, causing him to smile in the kiss.
He pulls from me; giving me a loving smile. Standing up in the process. He turns around, displaying his cute little butt. I almost giggle at him. He bends down to his boxers, and out the door to his kitchen.
Sandwiches for dinner was never a thing with me and my parents. My mom makes a full meal of things. Either that or it's pizza night. But it's kind of cute that Jake's making us sandwiches. In fact, anything he does is cute. Except when he's mad at me, at that thought I frown.
I look across the room to Jake's mirror that's on his door to his restroom. I don't recognize that girl at all. My hairs wild, red marks all around my neck. My cheeks are flushed along with my glowing eyes. I felt beautiful, and he made me feel beautiful.
I try to stand to get a better look, but my legs collapse, causing me to grasp the side of his bed to balance myself. I didn't know sex would hurt this bad.
But my thoughts catch to my eyes as I scan the mirror again. When I brush against the bed to stand up again, I wince. I look back at the mirror seeing my hips in full view. My hips were engrossed with small bruises around, almost forming a cupped hand grasping them. A memory forms from Jake's hold on them, but I didn't really realize how hard he was squeezing them until now.
"I didn't know if you like mayo, so I just put a little-" I hear Jake's voice stopping in mid sentence. I look over to him. Two sandwiches are held on one paper plate, but his hands are shaking around it, almost causing the sandwiches to plummet on the floor.
I furrow my brows in confusion of his demeanor.
He drops his plate on his dresser, walking to me quickly. Both of his hands come up to the sides of my body, and my body immediately shudders in pleasure.
His rough fingers play over my skin, pulling every purple bruise that's forming. My legs almost cave in, but I stay still standing. He scowls down at my thighs, and it takes all of my energy to go on my tip toes to kiss his scowl away.
"I didn't mean to hurt you." He pains out.
I return back to my confused state. "People's first time usually hurts."
"But not this much, I physically bruised you." He raises his voice, taking a step back. "I should have been more careful." His fingers threading into his hair in a angry habit.
"It's okay." I try to bring my hands to his shoulders.
"No it's not!"
"People have sex and get bruises and hickies all the time."
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RomanceOut of everyone she chooses him. Out of everyone he chooses her. *** Dawn and Jake despise each other, but the sexual tension continues to eat away at them both. One thing leads to another and they make a Benefits deal. Not friends nor enemies. Just...