I'm Bad At Life (A Ronnie Radke Love Story)

Pool Party and Farewells

*Back To Emma*
Light breath blows onto my face. My eyes flutter open and I see Ronnie softly snoring, holding my hips close to him. Staring at him, I trace my finger over his unbreakable tattoo. He stirs,  but doesn't wake up. I pull his hand from my hip and lace my fingers between his. Eventually he wakes up and rubs the side of my thumb with his. "Good morning. Feeling better?"

"What do you mean? I'm fine." I say, utterly confused.

"You don't remember last night?"

"No, not at all. What happened?"

"You got mad at me after I hit you and then you left me and met up with some guy and got drugs from him, rented a hotel for the night, smoked them, got super high, and then I came to get you and that's how you ended up here."

"I have no idea. I don't remember a single thing. Why did you hit me?" I ask, petrified.

Ronnie's lips purse. "I-I honestly didn't mean to.. I'm sorry."

"It's fine, but I just wanna know what I did wrong."

"Nothing, absolutely nothing. You didn't do anything wrong. I got angry after you looked up things about me. I'm sorry. Please don't leave."

It was evident there was hurt behind his voice. I get it, he has anger issues, I'll let this one slide, but if he hits me ever again I will leave.

"I won't." I say. I kiss his forehead and jump out of his bed.

"Hey! Where you going?" Ronnie calls after me.

I don't say anything but I curl my index finger, signaling him to come find out. He throws the blankets off his body and chases after me as I run down the stairs. We simultaneously laugh as we reach the bottom of the stairs and he tackles me playfully, throwing both of us to the floor. Ronnie pins my arms down and sits on my lower stomach. He leans down so our faces are barely touching. "Can't go anywhere now, can you?"

I sigh, making it seem like I am defeated. "You got me." I say. Ronnie leans in for a kiss and our lips connect with pure love. I reach my arm out and cup my hand to the side of his face. Ronnie grips my waist and pulls his body closer to mine. He pulls his lips away for just a moment.

"Bedroom?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

I nod and he pulls me up and grabs my hand as we dash for his bedroom.

I pull his shirt off and he pulls mine off. I undo my bra while he undoes his belt and jeans. After we finish taking our clothes off, Ronnie climbs into the bed and I sit on his lap as we kiss deeply. Our tongues intertwine and I feel him getting hard underneath me. I slip down to his cock and softly put my lips on it and slide my mouth and hands up and down it.

 "Oh fuck, Emma, dear Lord." Ronnie lifts my chin up with his two fingers and kisses me once more before he pushes his dick into me. I move my hips back and forth as we both moan each others names. He slides his length inside and out, faster with each stroke.

"Faster, Ronnie, faster." I call. He gets even faster and we both cum at the same time.

"Oh God you're so wet." He says sexily. Ronnie pulls out and we both lay back in the bed, our hearts pounding and chests rising from deep breath.

"Babe, I love you." says Ronnie, cheekily smiling.

"I love you too, please don't ever leave me."

"Never."

"Are you hungry?" I ask, feeling my stomach grumble.

"Yeah. Waffles sound good?"

"Of course. Let's get dressed and I'll make 'em."