❝When you know I hate you, then why're you even trying it with me?❞ He asked her, undoing his belt.
❝You won't understand.❞ She shrugged her shoulders before slipping the strap of the bra, to toss it away.
And their bodies fucked, losing the sense...
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❝Some days I'm broke, some days I'm rich Some days I'm nice, some days I can be a bitch.❞
- Pretty Girl
MIAH
Waking up to a feel of a rough hand stroking down my bare back softly is a heavenly feeling, after a night full of chugging down shots and having a great sex after so long.
To be honest that really is quite helping me to relax my nerves, or at least be prepared to accept what this morning has in store for me; a ridiculous hangover, and a very blissful ache between my thighs.
I was lying on the bed on my stomach, facing down, so when I looked up, I could directly stare in his ice blue eyes.
Ohh fu.ck, How chilly it is! Was the only thought that crossed my mind when I stared deep into his eyes, he has a very sharp pair of cheekbones, with a well defined jawline, with now disheveled, thick beard laded to it.
He is one fu.cking gorgeous man, and I am glad I slept with him.
When he felt me stirring in his arms, he smiled staring at me, ❝Morning babe!❞ He muttered in his husky voice, making my mind go back through the amazing orgasms he gave me the night before.
❝Morning❞ I said back, after slightly clearing my throat, it's too dry from all the drinking of yesterday night.
Now I could feel his hands sneaking down to my nether region, I even sensed the clench my body made down there, but no, however much I want this, perhaps I've got better things to do now.
But when he snuggled into me I so couldn't resist, I rolled around to lay down on my back, leaning my head backwards into the soft pillows, providing him with even more access. He started leaving a track of wet kisses, from the cleavage to my neck, while continuously one of his hands kept fondling with my breasts. I felt him sucking onto my skin hard, which made me push him away from me.
No, I don't like hickeys at all. I can't tolerate a mark on me given by anyone else, and it even comes with pain, and I'm not gonna endure it at all.
❝Biting people just doesn't seems sexy to me, mind giving me my away!❞ I tried my level best not to sound rude, but I did, I just hope he doesn't minds me.
❝Okay, I get it!❞ He chuckled softly, thank god he isn't offended. Trust me, when I say I do have a very sharp tongue, and I keep offending people on my way. I just don't seem to have a control over my tongue, it just speaks my mind and mostly my mind is too much of a bi.tch.
I'm the innocent puppy here, it's just my mind and tongue who does that.
❝What time is it?❞ I asked him, remembering it's Monday, that means, I got college, so I might have to rush.
