Try Me (Drunk In Love #1)

Chapter Thirty Six

*This chapter contains detailed sexual scene and explicit language. Readers are advised to continue at their own risk.*

I rock back and forth on the sofa, trying to calm my nerves while Abel is making me a drink. He arrives with two glasses in hand, whiskey on the rocks. He hands me one and I take a big sip, finishing a little less than half the glass. Abel eyes me, vary of anything he says.

"Are you okay now?" He almost whispers. I nod my head in yes, taking another sip.

He sets the glass down in front of us and comes to sit beside me. Instinctively I put my head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent. It helps me calm down my racing heart.

"Will you tell me what happened?" He finally asks. I stay quiet for some time, debating whether to tell him the truth or not. But another ping from my phone decides for me.

I pick it up and again see that same comtact, unknown caller have texted me again. I pull away from Abel and open the message, it has an link attached. It is a picture of a very pretty girl, teenager by her looks. She is wearing white tank top and shorts. Her blonde hair is flying behind her as she laughs, looking away from the camera.

What has this picture got to do with the culprit? Maybe someone is really playing with me. Whoever this is, I need to find out quick.

"Hey, is everything okay?" Abel tries to peek at my phone but I quickly lock the screen.

"Yeah. Earlier, I just panicked because I was watching a scary moive. I'm sorry to tense you." I lie to him, keeping my tone embarrassed.

He starts laughing, like throwing his head back and laughing. I look at him confused then join in his laughter. God, its such an amazing sound I can hear it forever.

All of a sudden I find his lips on mine. I reciprocate, my hand sliding up and down under his tee shirt. He kisses me urgently, his hand getting my top off and throwing it somewhere. I straddle him and remove his shirt while he plants wet kisses on my neck, along the collar bone. I moan when he bites me, the pain pushing me towards pleasure. I tug at his hair, signalling him to bite me again.

He obliges, nibbling on my neck then my chest. His hot mouth set a fire inside of me, one only he can diffuse. He unhook my bra and slides it down my arms. The cold makes my nipple hard. He rolls them between his thumb and finger, then pull at it, making me wetter.

He replaces his hand with his mouth, sucking on it then biting it softly. I keep moaning his name, my hand in his hair. My hips rock back and forth on his crotch, the need to have him inside of me intensifying by the seconds. He teases me, playing with my nipples with his tongue, taking me to the edge then not getting me off.

He flips me so that he is hovering over me while his knee open my legs wide. His hand slide inside my joggers, his finger quickly getting to work. I close my eyes as his finger rubs my clit slowly. His finger slide easily inside, my pussy already dripping wet.

He pumps in and out a few times then bring them to his mouth, licking them clean while his eyes stay on mine. He pulls down his shorts revealing how hard he is. Without wasting any time, he position himself at my entrance and thrust in, making me gasp. I close my eyes as he fills me, pleasures me.

There is only me and him and our bodies entwined. He sets a fast rhythm, his breathe echoing in my ear. It takes me more closer to the edge, I pull him down and kiss him hard. He pushes his tongue in my mouth as he thrusts even faster.

I will come any second now, I moan his name as he keeps biting on my neck. Then I loose it all, the pleasure flowing throughout my body as his name keep spilling out of my mouth. I hold him tighter, he being my only equilibrium.

He flips me so that I am on top of him now, guiding this the way I want to. I start riding him, first slowly, enjoying him inside of me. I feel myself building again, that oh so sweet pleasure running through me.

He places his hands on my waist, meeting me thrust to thrust. I throw my head back as I pick up speed, wanting to come. One of his hand trails down from my chest to my abdomen, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

I feel him nearing his orgasm. He holds me tighter as he thrusts deep inside me. Soon we both come, his eyes closed and mouth in an O as he stills inside of me. I shudder, my body slumping down on his as I feel sleep taking over me.

Too tired to move or put some clothes on, I fall asleep on him, the worry of earlier forgotten.