The Beauty of Hunger

SEVEN

          I step out of the shower wrapping a towel around me. My hair is curled into wet ringlets  falling past my shoulders. I run my fingers through it, sighing. I step out into the hallway, headed for Sweets room. I'm rushing, so I'm surprised when my hair is pulled on, causing me to take a step or two back.
               I turn around to see Pea, wearing the devils smirk. "What the hell you bastard?!" he just chuckles. "I wanted to get your attention."
       "You could've just said my name, you ass wipe." He takes a step towards me, causing me to take a step back. "So what you and Jones do last night?" he asks. I'm backed all the way up against the wall, Pea just mere inches away. He plays with one of my curls while I speak. "Nunya." I raise an eyebrow, faking a pout.  "Don't tell me you're threatened by Sythe babes?" I say, knowing it'll make him mad. I know how to make Pea just the right kind of angry, and boy do I love it when he's angry. I need this. The distraction.
      I lick my bottom lip before biting down on it. "Never, Jones could never do what I do." Sweets whispers. His arms snake around my waist, pulling me closer. " Hmmm. " I hum when he starts to plant sloppy kisses up and down my neck. I gasp when he gently bites just above my shoulder blade, sucking harshly. "Make you feel as good as I do." he nibbles on my earlobe. Heat begins to take over my core.
           I wrap my arms around his neck, tangling my finger in his hair. His hands move down to my ass, griping it, before his lips crash against mine. I happily part my lips for him. I moan when our tongues collide, but it's not enough I want more. I break away from him, leaning against the wall my hands behind my back. I smirk devilishly. "He's a better kisser though." Sweets growls and I know I have him. He tackles me against the wall, attacking my neck with his lips.
       One hand gropes my ass, and the other trails up my thigh. My breathing has gotten heavy, and I can feel his erection through his pants.  His hand goes up my towel. I gasp in anticipation.
        I hear him chuckle. I lean my head back against the wall closing my eyes. I can feel the heat rising, building up, and I chase it. When he removes his hand from under my towel I wanna cry from the emptiness. "What do ya think of Jones now?" He asks smugly.
       "Hmmm. I can't get em out my head." I pant. Pea's eyes cloud over, his pupils dilating, his irises turning a shade darker. He picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder being careful with my shoulder that's grazed. "What's the matter, babe? Can't get it right today?" I giggle, squeezing his butt.
             "Mm-hmm." is all he says. He's opens the door to his room, throwing me onto the bed. I hold my towel tight against me, smirking up at him. He spreads my legs apart, coming to lay between them. He crashes his lips to mines. I part my lips for him and he enters my mouth, his tongue swirling and exploring. His lips move from mine, we're both breathing heavy. He moves down to my neck sucking and biting viciously. "Damn it Pea, stop before ya leave a bunch a hickeys." I whine. He chuckles, moving my hands away from my towel, spreading it open.
       He trails kisses down my collar bone, stopping when he gets to my breast. He nibbles on a nipple teasing the other with his fingers. When he starts to suck on my nipple I think I might melt from the burning in my core. "Fuck, dude move past the tit and get down to business." I say. "How come every time we hook up you're bossy as hell?" Sweet Pea asks.

         "How come every time we hook up you take your time?"

          "Because I do, now shut up."

hello hello my babes. okay so in all honesty im a very shy person, so shy that i dont even know what to say when im writing these little notes, i know no one reads these so ill only write when its absolutely needed. hope you all enjoyed! oh wait! yes this story is short and sometime they will be and thats due to me feeling like. . .i dont know suspense? cliffhangers? welp. . .bye now.