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"Chloe come back- wait, why are you crying?" He followed after me, sliding the glass door shut.
"It's nothing Nate, just go back inside and have fun," I say as I my put my feet into the shallow end of the pool.
"Don't lie to me. Something's obviously wrong, it's written all over your fucking face." "Did some idiot say something to you? Just tell me so I can help-"
"Nobody did anything to me, alright Nate?!" "Not a damn thing." I cut him off rolling my eyes as I fought hard to keep myself from tearing up.
"Then what the hell is wrong, Chloe?!" "I suggest you tell me right now or everyone in that house is getting fucked up." He promised, looking into my eyes, searching for an explanation.
"It's not important." I said looking at my feet through the clear, cool, chlorinated water.
"Anything that has you fighting back tears is well over important to me Chlo. Now please tell me," he pleaded with me.
I took a deep breath, "I don't know, it's just that I started looking around the party and I saw all those other gorgeous college girls with amazing bodies. They're all so skinny and tall and I'm just-"
"Stop," he said sternly. I stopped talking immediately. I knew I shouldn't have said anything. He's probably going to agree and go back to the party while I wallow in self pity. I kept my head down as I closed my eyes and let the hot tears roll down my cheeks. "Look at me now, Chloe." I didn't dare move and let him see me in such a broken state. I did not need nor want his pity. "I'm not gonna say it again, look at me right fucking now, Chloe Benson," he said, this time a little louder. I looked up and saw anger prominent in his deep blue eyes. I gulped. What the fuck did I just do.
This is my first story so I apologize if there are mistakes. Ill get better.
There are some dominant/submissive aspects, but not a huge amount. If that disappoints you I'd be happy to make some suggestions to other books you might enjoy.
Please correct any mistakes you find
Happy reading :)