Pretty evil

Chapter 16- respect

This is what I wanted, despite the amount of times I had been taken advantage of. He made me feel some type of was, his voice drove deep into me, I can't explain what it does to me. His touch against my skin warms me, even when my heart is cold. His lips against mine, they feed me.

My hunger for love, attention and passion is forever fulfilled when he kisses me. He provides my body with the energy it needs. Energy that no amount of coffee could supply. He walks with an air of mystery, despite his confessions. He enlightens me without him even knowing, he satisfies me without him even trying.

My tears continued to fall as I kissed him hungrily, his hands moved from my ass to the small of my back, then to my waist. Mine moved to his cheeks, as my thumbs smoothed over his skin. He kissed me back hungrily, his tongue asked for entrance and I allowed it.

My heart was punching against my chest, although I wasn't sure if that was a result of the kiss or the fact I continued to cry despite this moment. Jason's lips fed me emotions, but those weren't comparable to those leaving my body.

My hurt was much more evident compared to my lust, happiness and greed for him despite the emotions my head told me to feel. My hands left his cheeks and made their way down his body, I ran my fingers over the outline of his abs through his shirt.

Slowly, I reached for the buckle of his belt, I didn't break the kiss even for a second. My fingers worked to get it undone, but whilst doing so, Jason began to mumble against my lips. I continued, getting the belt undone before reaching his zipper. I continued to cry. Jason gently took my wrist and push me away lightly, out lips disconnecting for the first time in what felt like hours. I opened my eyes and looked at him, he gazed at me then shook his head, "I want this, so bad calla but, I-I can't do this whilst you're crying. This is not what you need" he highlighted, running his thumb over my knuckles.

I snatched my hand away and let out a deep sigh, I ran my hands down my face to wipe away the tears before biting my lip and turning away from his stare, "you don't know what I need" I spat, still not facing him.

I heard him edge closer to me, " no, you're right but I'm not going to have my first time with you be when you're crying." He sighed, I felt his hand rest on my waist from behind. He kissed underneath my ear. I held the bridge of my nose and exhaled another deep sigh, " I'd never forgive myself for doing this with you whilst you're like this" "it's my choice" I spoke, spinning round to face him, taking a hold of his hand in mine "I want this Jason" I pleaded. He watched me.

"I don't. Not now calla. I don't care if you hate me right now for this, I'd hate myself for eternity if I let you consent whilst your head is all over the place" he wiped a few remaining tears from my cheeks, before placing a soft kiss against my lips. I closed my eyes and severed his touch.

He was right, I wanted this...hell I needed this. Just not right now. I kept my eyes closed for a few seconds, "lay with me atleast?" I asked, opening my eyes to look at him. A smile pulled at the corners of his mouth

"Of course"

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So this is all I've written of the next chapter, I want to take this story in a completely different direction but I really doubt I'm ever gonna update again. I'm too busy to write and it's not really a passion of mine anymore. I hope you guys understand and I'm sorry for leaving you hanging. Keep an eye out for the future, who knows when I'll write again or if I write again 💪🏼