The REAL Bobby

bathroom bits

BOBBY IS BOLD MC IS ITALIC
this chapter is a little spicy so if you don't like that then you should probably skip this one. Hehe enjoy

She is gorgeous, Bobby thinks to himself. Gorgeous, and yet so unsure of herself that it makes his heart stutter.
She slides into the bathroom a second after he does, her worried eyes meet his dead on. He feels guilty, something is curling around his heart just beneath his skin. Something that makes it harder to breath, and yet he has to force himself to think straight. Being the first person to fuck in the villa will give him viewer brownie points. That's all that matters, not the fact that MC is currently staring up at him with her doe eyes filled with so much innocence that he thinks his chest might explode at any given moment. She reaches forward and trails her finger down his bare arm. "Are you okay, Bob's?"His heart whirls, a nick name. She just gave him a nick name. Why does he care?
"Fine," he croaks. "I just wanted to you all to myself. Have some fun."MC's eyes widen in realization, her cheeks flame red. "Oh-- right. You're very straight forward." And you're not rejecting me, he thinks. Please reject me, dont let me use you. I'm going to break your heart.
MC shuffles closer, her heard rests on his arm and she stares up at him with those beautiful eyes, "I'm in"

Do I want this? Come on be sensible. But she did want this. God what was going on with her right. "I want you inside me right fucking now." She says in a low tone. She doesn't let him speak she begins to kiss him sloppily. Her tiny hands roam his bare skin. Touching each one of his freckles first with her hand then with her mouth. What the fuck are you doing MC. This is gonna make you lose the chance to be the island sweetheart. You won't find love the guys will all think poorly of you. But why does it not feel wrong
Bobby gasps at the contact of her lips on his body and suddenly hes not thinking about the money or the fame or the bakery. Suddenly his thoughts are only on her, on how sweet skin tastes, of how beautiful her naked body is.
He buckles beneath her every command, as useless as a towel and does as he is told. Ridding himself of his clothes when she demands it, holding her close when she demands and it and, finally, entering her at the exact pace that she tells him to do so.
His eyes roll back. What the fuck is he doing?
She has never once in her life been the dominant one. Not at work or school with friends or family and definitely not while fucking. But as his move back and forth thrusting into her she feels a dominance. Bobby I want you to touch me she says. He pulls out slowly and she licks her lips and she feels his fingers slip inside. "Fuck." He whispers voice heavy. He has drips of sweat on his forehead. "You make me feel so good and I want to make sure I make you feel good too." She smirks
He can't contain himself, nor could he ever think of controlling himself. As she comes completely undone against him he swears that he sees stars, or perhaps he is going to pass out. Either one has sent him insane, she has sent him insane. And he knows that he is screwed the second his name leaves her lips.
"Holy shit, Bobby," she whispers against the skin of his throat.
He wants to punish himself, the guilt is eating at him. Because he has never been a fool, perhaps naive but not a fool. He knows that this wasnt just sex, and he knows that she feels it too.
But hes just in it for the money, right? Bobby refuses to meet her eye.
Why won't he look at me? Did I do something wrong. God I'm an idiot. She thinks. She pushes him away and picks up her clothes that are now all the way across the floor. Tears sting her eyes. When she feels him grab her arm and pull her close to him. "You are so beautiful and I've never felt so amazing. You were so amazing. And I can't wait till we get to do that again." This makes her feel a little better and she looks and him and grins. "Glad I could be of service bobs." She kisses him again before throwing her outfit back on. The others were probably looking for them now anyways so she grabbed his hand happily. Now she was sure he cared about her why else would he have fucked her on the first night right?
Bobby allows her to pull him out of the room, because he would let her do anything to him. Because his heart is beating too fast inside of his chest, because he is going to break his own heart alongside her own.