Letters to you

0.4

S i n s [Mature audience]

H i s h a n d gently skids over her exposed curves. He loved every single bit of her.

"Tom." The broken girl exclaims between her ragged breaths.

"I'm so sorry baby." His lips attached to her neck leaving red marks behind.

The bed creaks with their every movement, the beds constant slamming against the white wall. "Fuck Emmy, I missed you so much I'm sorry." He groans.

She ignores his apologies enjoying the pleasure. She knew he wasn't going to stay to his word, she knew exactly what he was going to do when he fled from her house. He was going to find another girl and do exactly what he is doing to her, fuck her.

"Em-" She silences him with a kiss, her hands running up and down his back leaving marks as her hands travel higher and higher. Her hands run through his dark locks only making him groan and go faster.

Pulling her head back a whimper escapes her lips as she feels her peak coming. Her brown eyes wander to the window only to be met with a closing of curtains. If she would have blinked she would have missed the glimpse of ginger behind the blue cloth.

"Tom." She releases, his only response is an animal like growl. "Please, I can't, stop."

He obeys her demand with one last hard thrust making them both come in the process, bodies shaking violently.

"Sorry baby, I almost forgot how good you felt." Their heavy breaths are only to be heard as the slams and creaks quiet down.

Emily did believe he forgot about how they use to fuck every night, even forget about her. Only to be replaced with new memories of him fucking other girls.

Her jaw tightens thinking of the regret, she shouldn't have done this. Who knows how many girls he was with before today?

He tiredly moves off of her laying beside her, chests moving up and down rapidly.

"I think you should go." Emily ends the silence supporting herself on her elbows looking down at him.

"Emmy, what do you mean?" The man desperately pleads sitting up, holding her hand in his.

She follows his movements chest full on display pulling her hand away "I--this was a mistake, Tommy. I'm sorry."

A scoff is her reply "I knew I shouldn't have come." What he thought would bring her guilt only brought anger.

"Get the fuck out Tommy!" She harshly grabs the white covers covering herself, leaving him exposed.

His eyes full of regret blink once, twice "Emmy I'm sorry-I--I didn't mean that, please baby." he loved her, he fucking loved her and he didn't know what to do. He broke her once and he wasn't planning on doing it twice.

She shakes her head pushing him off her small bed, turning away as he dresses.

Daniel hesitantly looks through his curtains taking a peak, praying they were done. What he is met with brings a smirk to his face, watching Tommy get yelled at by Emily only brought him joy.

Daniel felt his heart drop thinking about what he had to witness. The love of his life fucking the man he most despised. How she ran her freshly painted nails down his back, through his hair. Seeing her arch her back, moaning his name loudly which could be heard from several houses down.

He wanted that, but he knew he could never have it again.

Emily lets out a sigh of relief watching Tommy leave and falls back onto her duvet. Harshly removing the stuck blonde hair to her forehead she looks out the window once again. Only too see the curtain shut. Emily hoped Daniel saw them, heard them. He deserved it, after what he did to her.

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