𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Cheater, Cheater | Chapter Thirty

(Sex - Eden)
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[Requested!]

You regretted it. You regretted every fucking moment. You couldn't help it. You loved the way he moved his lips. You loved the way he touched your body. You loved the way he made you feel. Yet, it was wrong. It was so fucking wrong. Your act was reprehensible, though you craved more. You knew JJ would be distraught. You knew JJ would be an absolute fucking mess. Yet, you didn't stop. You continued the hot interaction at the chateau, your clothes discarded on the wooden floor. The touron smirked at the sight. Your body on full display. The touron grabbed your hair forcefully, laying you gently on your knees. You were ashamed at your certain state. His length in your mouth, as he continued to bob your head hastily. You wanted to immobilize, yet you continued edging him off. JJ would never forgive you, fuck JJ would hate you. 

''What the fuck?''

Shit.

You turned your head slowly. ''JJ....'' you mumbled. JJ's eyes filled with tears. ''You fucking bitch'' JJ snapped loudly. You slipped your clothes on, following JJ's silhouette. ''JJ- JJ let explain''

''How long, Y/N?'' 

This was it. It was over.

Your body halted, your legs unable to walk. Your heart broke. JJ loved you. He did every little fucking thing for you.  He'd steal for you, he'd take a bullet for you. Yet, you still treated him like fucking shit.

''JJ...''

''Fucking answer me, Y/N. How fucking long''

''Six months....''

''Six months? Your a huge fucking slut, Y/N. A fucking slut''

He'd sob painfully. You knew JJ didn't mean a word he'd said. He was heartbroken. He was hurt. He loved you so fucking much. You were his rock. You messed up. You messed up so fucking bad. You watch was the blond broke down in tears. You wanted to hug him. You wanted to kiss his lips. You grabbed his wrist. ''Don't fucking touch me, Y/N''

''You know what, we're over. We're done. I fucking hate you, Y/N L/N. I really fucking do.''
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part two?