Wrong[DISCONTINUED]

Deception

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I traced my lips over Kesha's soft jawline, my movements deceptively unhurried,A stark contrast to my constantly racing thoughts. I felt a soft sigh of pleasure exhale from her lips, soft breath caressing my neck. Slowly, I moved past her jaw, bringing my mouth up to her ear and nipping at it playfully. A quiet huff of protest escaped her, and I pulled back to examine her face.

Kesha's gorgeous complexion wore a lust-addled expression, her auburn hair tangled in places from where my hands had torn through it just mere moments ago. And her eyes- those sharp chestnut eyes were solely focused on my mouth, gazing at it with such intensity that I felt something twist in me as I beheld them.

I knew how lucky I was that she even bothered with me, that she didn't prance off to any of the dozens of guys that were desperately in love with her. Yet... The man she loved was Aaron Roy the popular kid. Aaron Roy the brash and prideful boy. Aaron Roy the bully.Not me. Not...me.

Sometimes all I wished for was for someone to see past those walls that I put up years ago, that mask that made confronting my parents so much easier. But nobody ever did. I wasn't really sure if I should be disappointed or grateful.

"Why'd you stop?" Kesha complained, slightly tilting her head up to expose her smooth neck and collarbone: A silent invitation. One I couldn't quite bring myself to accept. I didn't really know why. I had often thought there was something wrong with me. I knew I should be as desperate as she was for our bodies to touch, but I wasn't. I never was. Of course, she couldn't know that. Who knows what she would do if she found out that I didn't particularly enjoy her advances, didn't particularly enjoy the feel of her body twining around mine.

I watched the skin between her brows crease as she realized that I wasn't going to continue." Aaron, I expect my needs to be met by my boyfriend. Especially since I have so many guys to chose between."

I bowed my head, blond hair sliding over my brow" Sorry"

The woman tossed her hair behind her shoulder in a graceful movement" Well? Are you going to do anything about it?"

I stifled my sigh, instead forcing my eyes to glaze over with desire, forcing my lips to part as I brought them towards her's. And when they touched-When they touched I felt nothing. No attraction towards her, no craving to taste her. If anything, all I felt was a slight sense of relief that she wasn't angry at me anymore.

She slid her tongue along my bottom lip, asking-Demanding more. I couldn't give her that. Wouldn't give her that. And I almost told her. Almost pulled away to look her in the eyes and tell her that I wasn't normal. That I wasn't able to feel anymore. That any shred of real emotion had become so alien that I had forgotten what it felt like. That inside- I was broken. That I didn't deserve someone like her. I had to tell her. Would tell her-