Possession

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Eva's POV

I could not even describe in words the feelings that ran through me when Liam left me so suddenly. Anger, confusion, fear and everything negative hit me like a wrecking ball, making my head turn into a jumbling giant mess. 

As he left, leaving me still so wet and aroused, I could not help but feel dejected and disappointed. I had let him go with a small smile, but the storm swirling inside me was a giant one. I wanted to know why he did that but he never explained anything. And the fucking tingle between my thighs was sure as fuck not going anywhere. 

Sighing, I came around to sit on the couch, and slid down, laying halfway. I rubbed my thighs together, trying to dull the ache between my legs but it just increase to hell, leaving me even more aroused than I was moments ago.

I tried to control my urges, but in the end I failed to do anything but fall to my desires. My hand slipped down between my thighs, finding the small nub of pleasure and started rubbing it. 

My mouth dropped open as I sucked in a deep breath, finally letting the feeling of pure ecstasy fill me in and devour. The pressure and speed on my clit increased as I thrust my middle finger inside me, fucking myself with it in hopes that it was something bigger, like Liam's cock.

I closed my eyes as the sight of him ramming his cock inside me filled my mind. His eyes, abnormally shiny and his gaze so ruthless, never trying to hide the feelings that he wanted to fuck me raw. His hand fisting the back of my head and his cock slamming inside me like a beast.

A small, inaudible, voice escaped my throat, as I rubbed myself harder. The sight of him fucking me dancing behind my closed eyelids. And then before I knew it, I was cumming hard on the couch, my legs falling open, my fingers working faster as I tried to ride the last moments of my high of pleasure.

As my breathing slowed down and my heart came to thudding on a normal speed, I came back to my senses and adjusted my skirt, covering my thighs and evidence of my pleasure.

I had barely taken a few breaths of relief and lifted my eyes when I saw Rhett walking into the home wearing a sexy black shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and blue jeans with cowboy boots.

His eyes were searching for something or someone. The house was completely empty except me and then I did not know why or for what stupid reason I decided to duck and hide, lowering my body down on the couch and wishing he will walk away without seeing me. 

And well, that was as big of a mistake as any idiotic person could have made. Either he had a superhuman hearing or he was very good at finding people because as soon as I fell on the couch with a soft thump, his face turned in my direction. Taking swift steps towards the couch he crossed the distance and came to stand right in front of me, his mouth curved up in a wide grin and eyes staring down at me with amusement,

"Never fail to surprise me, will you, adorbee?"

Embarrassment covered my cheeks as I quickly shot up from the couch to a sitting position, hiding my thighs and the wetness that was still covering my inner thighs.

After a couple of moments feeling awkward as hell I looked up at him and waved my hand in greeting and with a small smile, wishing like hell that I were not naked under my skirt right now.

He waved his hand at me with a smile and once again did a sweep over around the house with his eyes, 

"You alone at home?" he asked.

I nodded my head in acceptance, trying to pull my skirt down with fumbling fingers. 

"You look stressed." he knitted his brows in a frown at me while bending down to his waist to come face to face with me, "Want a kiss?"

My eyes widened immediately, my head shaking from side to side in a frantic 'no'. He started laughing at my expressions but then stopped suddenly. A low heat slipped into his eyes as something flashed across his gaze.

"Adorbee," he growled, his hand coming to rest upon the back of my couch while his body leaned in, trapping me under himself while he whispered, "I am trying so hard right now to block out the scent, and the images of you flashing through my mind."

I gulped down in nervousness and tried to understand the meaning behind his words but his heated gaze and hooded eyes were doing nothing but make me more nervous. Gosh why the hell was he so handsome? 

AUTHOR'S NOTE-

Should Eva forgive Liam or Nah?

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