I came in and the house was huge. Gray staircase and a white bookshelf looking to my right. He gestured me to the livingroom area, wear a smoky grey couch centered it. She kinda flopped on the couch with her hands in her lap, legs crossed.
Jordan: if you're here to apologize, I don't wanna hear it. That year's over..
Abel: I just want forgiveness. I wanna start over.
Jordan: What?..you want me to erase my memory? I can't just- *sigh*
Abel: I'll..I'll do anything.
Jordan: So you'd kill Hawk, La'Mar and Hygly? You wouldn't. You can't.feel what I feel..
Abel: I'm sorry.
Jordan: no you're not! I can't just forget, It's not fucking easy!
I saw her break, she cried and tears dropped.
Abel: I'm sorry..I'm really sorry.
Jordan: You're--
In a sign of desperation I touched my lips to hers and she inhaled deeply. She parted her lips and I filled my tongue in the space. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling her up by the waist and wrapping her legs around me. I felt a heat raise through my stomach. She tightened around me as I kissed along her neck.
Jordan: Mmm.
She huffed and wrestled my shirt above my head and behind her. Her back sat against a wall, forcing my tongue inside. Her hands were placed on each side of my face, she pulled me closer.
Jordan: Mm..Abel.
She spoke with desire and slid my belt and pants off along with hers. I lifted her up and onto the floor.
Abel: Open..*says softly*
Her legs spreaded out, I shuffled through my pants near the floor and found the condom. I pulled it over and hover over her and entered into her. Her mouth opened and she whimpered. She was already warm and wet.
Jordan: ahh..
We went until at least the sun started to peak through the windows. She layed exhausted, it took me forever to find a room but I did and layed her out on the bright bed and took my leave to my hotel. Shit finally went right... I even laughed about it after. And after all of that I still had her phone. I took it out of my pocket.
I was on the front of it.
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Wrong Beauty
Teen Fiction•The Weeknd• Dedication: This story was originally made for my bestfriend, Naomi. So I dedication goes to her. °scripted story°