Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 13.

The sound of our moans echoed through the house. I leaned my head back on my pillow as John thrust into me over and over again. His body was damp with sweat as he muttered obscenities into the air.

"Fuck..." I breathed, feeling his body press against mine with every move. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He loved this. I was in heaven. I've had sex before but this...it was beyond anything I've ever experienced. The way he touched me. Kissed me. His skin tasted amazing.

I shut my eyes and squeezed his arms, feeling my body heat up. He rocked his hips into me faster, helping me reach my release.

I couldn't take it any longer. I arched my back up into the air and screamed out his name as I came. My orgasm taking over my mind. I couldn't think. His body still moving into mine. I heard him groan as he kissed between my breasts. I bit my lip, feeling his fluid drip down my thigh.

He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard into the curve of my neck.

We laid in bed, our legs tangled with each others. His head resting on my chest as I rubbed his back. He hummed softly while I stared at the ceiling.

"I can't believe we did that." I said breaking his concentration.

"Not bad was it?" He said smiling. I giggled and played with his hair.

"It was great actually."

"It was fuckin brilliant."

He rested his chin on my chest, looking up at me. His hair was messy, soaked from the sweat. I brushed my thumb over his eyebrows like always and smiled.

"Do you feel guilty?" I asked quietly. He shook his head.

"No. I don't regret any of this."

He moved up, hovering over me and pressed his lips on mine. I moved my mouth with his, our tongues circling each others.

"I have to go." He whispered against my lips. I looked at him.

"Where d'you have to go?"

"I promised Cyn I'd meet up with 'er before she got on the plane. Just to say goodbye."

He got off me and gathered his clothes. I watched him.

"Yeah. Goodbye for now." I muttered. He sighed, getting dressed.

"Look, I 'av a gig tonight. Maybe you can meet me down at the club yeah? You can watch." He smiled. I nodded and handed him his shirt.

"Alright. What time?"

He looked at the clock. "Seven thirty?"

"Alright then." I sat up, pulling the sheet over me. John finished getting dressed and fixed his hair in the mirror. He walked over to me and sat on the bed.

"Look, Lucy...I just want to tell you now. I don't want ye getting to hung up on me. I mean I know i'm a prick. I just don't want to hurt you. I know I will."

"You told me you hurt Cynthia. Does she even know?"

He sighed and shook his head. "No."

I nodded and looked at the clock. "You better go. I still need to get ready for tonight."

He leaned in and kissed me. I didn't want him to leave, but I knew he had to.

"See ye later Luce." He smiled getting up and leaving the room. I heard him shut the front door.

I knew this was going to be tricky. Even with Cyn gone for an entire week, she still had friends. If any of them saw me and John, they'd just tell her when she came back. Plus, he doesn't want me to fall for him. Which I promised myself I wouldn't. This can just be fun. Cruel, harmful, heartbreaking fun.

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