D for Depression [Mature]

Chapter 24: Taste [+18]

A/N: The following chapter is a full length smut. 🚨 For anyone who is underaged or feel uncomfortable to read this kind of stuff, please kindly exit now and wait for the next one.🤗Otherwise, be my guest and enjoy.

''I could never love you, you psychopath.''

My heart beats rapidly in my ribcage, adrenaline all over my body.

This is so nerve wrecking.

I tug the pillow in my hands, my bottom lip between my teeth.

I can see from the corners of my eyes, Jackson looking at me, a slight smirk on his face.

He is enjoying this too much.

''I can't look.'' I say, putting the pillow in front of my face.

''You want me to close it?'' Jackson asks.

''No.'' I mumble. ''I want to know what happens.''

A scream makes me jump in my place, clutching on Jackson's bicep.

''He g-got her?''

I whisper staring at Jackson anxiously.

''No baby.'' He says, looking at me. Our faces inches apart, my pillow blocking our view.

''You are not lying right?'' I ask innocently, resting my head between his neck and shoulder.

He just nods, brushing his finger to my cheek.

''She got out.''

I close my eyes enjoying the feeling of his skin on mine.

''Daphne''

''Mm...''

''Can I touch you babe?''

I nod, through my hooded eyelids, swallowing hard.

Putting a hand behind my back, he lets me fall flat on the bed, while he lays between my legs.

I sense him, coming closer, brushing his lips to my jawline.

''So pretty.'' He mumbles, making my heart skip a beat.

His nose passes from my neck, to the spot behind my ear, leaving a soft kiss there.

My breath hitches and I feel his smirk on my skin.

''More?'' He asks and I hum biting my lip.

His thumb presses on it, detaching my bottom lip from my teeth. Leaning forward, he whispers.

''That's mine.''

And then he dives in, taking my lip between his own teeth, tugging at it.

I moan softly at the feeling, heat rushing to my lower parts.

His other hand moves towards my leg, creating goosebumps everywhere he touches.

The feeling is so euphoric, I'm afraid I will collapse. And he didn't even kiss me yet.

As if he read my mind, he cups my jaw bringing his lips on mine, in a full openmouthed kiss.

Entwining my fingers through his hair, I let him take control, once again.

He pins my hands next to my head, as I open my mouth letting him in.

A soft whimper escapes my throat, while he explores my mouth freely, invading my tongue into his.

We continue touching and tasting each other for a little longer, until a heavy moan interrupts, the sound flowing from the back of his throat and going straight to the pit of my stomach.