Feels Like the First Time

Chapter 29 - Want

I didn't turn around, just made my way up the main stairs, swaying my hips as I went.

My skin was still tingling, arousal shooting up and down my spine. Any thoughts that entered my mind, I pushed them aside. I didn't care. So hurt, so angry, but all I wanted was just one last night. One last time to prove he wanted me and that he was the problem, not me.

My heart was racing, breath slightly shallow, maybe it was from the multitude of stairs to my room. Of course, it wasn't.

I pulled the card out and slipped it into the door. Green light and I was pushing it open. Before I could move, he was on me, sliding into the room behind me and slamming the door shut. His lips were on mine, heavy body pressing me against the wall, his hands everywhere. One flick of his tongue against mine, barely enough for me to taste him once more and he was sucking harsh marks into my neck. It had me panting; delicious pain and the knowledge that he needed to mark me driving me insane.

"You're an idiot. I'd have been yours, only yours, for as long as you'd have me."

"Then why were dancing like that for the twins? Why were you staring at Tamaki like he is the one you want? Why was Kyoya all over you last night?" His hand was in my hair, tipping my head back so I was staring up into his raging eyes. Each question had his hand gripping tighter, eyes sparking.

"Why do you care?"

"Because you're mine!"

"Then fucking claim me!" I blinked as the words left my mouth, confused at my phrasing but I watched it break that final strand of control.

With a growl, he pushed me to the edge of the bed then bent to grab me by the backs of my knees and flip me back onto the mattress. I would have laughed but I was far too surprised and turned on to do anything but spread my legs for him. He hummed in approval before grabbing hold of my hips and yanking me down the bed to a better position for him. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, hands tugging at the lapel of his jacket to pull it off. He threw it to the ground then his body was pressing me into the mattress, tongue working into my mouth and making me squirm. I sucked, lips or tongue, just needing to pull more from him and show just how desperate I was for him.

I didn't even feel his hands on my skin before he was yanking my underwear down, throwing it the side. The moment he pulled back I was working through his belt and trousers, wrapping my hand around his hard length through his boxers. His eyes went wide for a moment.

"I didn't expect this – do you -"

"Of course, I'm not the idiot here." I swung a leg back to roll myself so I could reach the bedside table, pulling out a familiar box to sit on the table instead of in the drawer. I pulled a foil packet free and handed it to him, but his face seemed to be flicking between relieved and furious. He made quick work of the packet, throwing the rubbish aside then grabbing my hair once more. He didn't hurt me and I could tell he was being careful not to, but he needed to control me and put me where he wanted me. The thought was mouth-watering.

"Who were you hoping would use these?" He demanded in my ear with a harsh bite to my shoulder.

"You, you fucking stupid man! There's no one else here, is there?" I punctuated my anger by yanking him down to me by his collar. I crashed our lips together as I rearranged my legs to have him back against me. He groaned into our kiss with a murmur of what sounded like 'good girl'. He trailed against my core lightly, huffing out a breath as I gasped. He pulled away from my mouth to trail wet kisses down my neck, laving at the marks he had undoubtedly made.

"You need to tell me to stop, Hannah."

"I don't want you to stop. I need you, Takashi. Please, just one more night, please."