Sunday, 12:32 PM EST
He’s being a lot rougher than even Jena and her monster could enjoy right now, but I’m far enough gone to where I can deal with it.
“You know why I didn’t fuck you, right?” he asks from between my legs, pausing his mess of an attempt to give me head right now.
I shake my head, trying and failing not to seem as uninterested as I am.
He licks up the length of my slit before climbing to his feet. “Because you wanted it,” he says matter-of-factly, wiping his mouth.
I can’t help the look of shock and confusion from crossing over my face. What the hell is that supposed to mean?
“Excuse me?” I ask, climbing to my elbows to glare at him in question.
He lets out a small laugh, spreading my legs wide enough to where he can slide up between them. His hands travel my thighs for a moment before he responds.
“You’ve got a sex addiction, right? That about sums up what I read in your files,” he says, letting his hands slide down to my hips. “What would have been the fun in just… giving it to you? I like to play.”
I narrow my eyes at him, but he’s too busy groping my sides to notice. He lifts my shirt up in an instant, lowering himself until his warm lips sit on my nipples.
“It’s a lot more fun when you don’t ask for it,” he tells me after biting down on one of them. “When you… don’t even want it…”
I’m allowing myself to slip further and further away as I hand Jena control of my body. But even she wants nothing to do with Evan right now!
I don’t understand it, but I don’t care. I’ll deal with the darkness that takes over my mind whenever nobody steps up to the plate.
“You don’t want this all of a sudden, Hayden?” Evan asks. He sounded almost as if he was underwater; I must be slipping further away. He pulls himself back up until he’s between my legs again. “What happened? You don’t need me for your feud with Ren anymore because you’re leaving? Tsk tsk, Hayden. I knew you were just a slut. I really looked forward to showing you what sluts get when they try to bring me into their games!”
I don’t bother responding. Even if I had the mental energy for it; I know he’s too far gone in whatever fantasy he’s living to notice.
“Nothing to say now, hmm?” he asks as he slides his pants down his legs. He lets out a loud chuckle. “That’s okay; I don’t need to hear you.”
He shoves himself inside of me in an instant, grasping onto my hips as he discovers my tight walls.
“God damn!” he groans once he reaches the deepest part of me. His fingernails dig into my bare hips. “I’m not sure how I held off on this! Fuck!”
Jena should be excited. She always got off on the praise she’d get from the guys that got to experience her. Jena isn’t here though, so I feel nothing.
Evan is losing his mind to his dick. Once he acclimates himself to my tight pussy, he grasps my hips tighter as leverage to slam himself inside of me.
“And you don’t mind it rough?” he asks through gritted teeth, leaning down to lay a hard bite on the left side of my chest. ”I would have had a blast with you, Gold! I’m mad I didn’t take this before!”
He’s gross, and Jena is gross for messing with him. This is the shit I was talking about; I don’t want this for my life anymore… I should have never brought her out.
I was actually getting better…
I let myself slip the rest of the way into the darkness, thankful when I’m able to tune Evan out.
I guess it’s time to reel everything back in; Do what I should have been doing here in the first place, and fix myself.
I just hope it’s not too late.
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Jenalyn: From the Inside (#3) [Complete]
BeletrieAfter running away to Pennsylvania and getting into trouble again, Jenalyn finds herself in a mental rehabilitation center. She's trying to straighten out her mind so that she can give her baby girl a shot at living a better life than she had. Jena...