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“Does it feel good already?” Louis almost purrs, stroking my arms with pure satisfaction in his voice, and I clench my fists in an attempt to protest. But I quickly relax them with a shiver when Louis’s hands slide under the skirt of my dress and finally touch my skin.
Shit. I shut my eyes tighter, trying not to show any reaction whatsoever—but it does feel good. His palms are big and warm, caressing my knees and thighs before sliding up to squeeze my butt. It almost makes me hum into the mattress, but I bite my lip and tense up to force myself to stay still.
“You don’t have to be so stressed about it, baby.” Louis pats my butt and chuckles. “I will only give you pleasure tonight.”
I want to tell him to shut up—his cocky voice is annoyingly hot—but my lips are pressed into his mattress, and before I can think about turning my head, Louis slides my panties down my thighs. Wait, he’s not gonna eat me out, is he?
He is. I pull my lip between my teeth, tensing up in anticipation, and as soon as his tongue touches my body, I have to bite to stop myself from moaning. A pleased hum makes its way past my lips, but Louis doesn’t acknowledge it and continues petting me, holding my thighs for stability. Oh god, oh god, oh god—
I shut my eyes tighter and let out a shaky moan into the sheets when Louis slides his finger inside of me while licking me all over. Ah, why does it have to feel so good? My breathing becomes too heavy to handle, so I turn my head to the side and gasp for breath, fidgeting slightly.
It feels so nice to have the cool sheets under my hot cheeks that I slightly slide forward, unable to control my body properly. But Louis wraps his arm around my thighs to keep me in one place and chuckles hoarsely. “It’s too late to escape, Cinderella.”
“Go to hell, prince,” I breathe out without a second thought, not caring how deep and slurred my voice is.
“Oh, are you sure?”
Louis pushes his fingers deeper inside, making me shudder and arch on the bed from the jolt of pleasure—but a moment later, he pulls them out and moves away. My body shivers from the touch of cool air on the wet, hot traces of his lips, and I whine quietly, writhing to get him back.
“I almost want to leave you here like this,” Louis murmurs, and I feel his hands on my sides and arms, stroking me gently. “Tied up and waiting, just for me. What do you think?”
Even with my mind blurred by arousal, I still have enough self-control to mumble, “Never.”
But Louis only chuckles. “We’ll see, baby.”
And the next moment, he lines himself up against me and thrusts inside, making both of us groan from pleasure. God, it feels good. My body opens up to him, taking him in, and through the pounding of my heart, I can hear indistinct praise coming from Louis.
He strokes my thighs and sides, sliding his hands under the fabric and turning my dress into an even bigger mess, but I don’t care. Every movement of his hips sends a wave of pleasure through my body, and the deeper he goes, the harder it is to keep my moans quiet. The sheets under my lips turn wet from my hot breath and saliva, and I mindlessly bite into them, whining and whimpering for more.
“That’s it, good girl,” Louis murmurs and pulls out, untying my wrists before sliding his hands to my thighs.
I can only shiver from the empty feeling he leaves behind and follow his hands, rolling onto my back. I’m too out of my mind to care about decency, so I just raise my knees in the air, giving him open access to my body. Louis curses under his breath and immediately takes the invitation, slamming in—and I cry out loud, shaking and wrapping my legs around him to pull him closer.
My hands are finally free to grasp the sheets in tight fists, and I arch my back against the mattress when Louis starts rubbing me. Oh, that’s too much, oh, that’s good, that’s so good. I shut my eyes tightly while my hips instinctively jolt toward his hand before going down to take him deeper. Shit, shit, it’s too much, I’m gonna—
The pleasure hits me hard, rising from the tips of my toes, and I squeeze Louis with my knees and shudder in the throes of orgasm. He keeps going for a few more seconds, but I can feel his thrusts turning deep and erratic. It doesn’t take him long to bury himself deep inside of me with a stifled moan, and I hold him in my own daze.
Oh, shit. I really shouldn’t have done this.
The realization dawns on me only a minute later, but well, it was good enough to be worth it. Not that it changes anything between us, right? I lick my lips and swallow, trying to pull my thoughts together. Damn, I have to get out of here.
“See?” Louis murmurs in a hoarse whisper, and I can feel his breath on my shoulder. “We are still good together.”
“No, we are not.”
I push his shoulder, rolling him off of me. I knew he’d think that sex could fix everything between us—but how on earth could it fix what he has done? Before Louis has the time to catch me again, I get up, barely holding my dress together, and turn to look down at him.
“You are not a human, Louis Messina. You arenothingbut an enemy of mine.”
Chapter 9 - Louis
God, what is that supposed to mean?
As soon as Sasha walks out of the room, I roll onto my back and cover my eyes with my wrist. I’m still not entirely over the whole damn firework that went off under my skin just a few minutes ago. It’s been a long time since I had such a powerful orgasm, but Sasha and I have always been a perfect match in bed, so it’s no surprise.
Why the hell does she keep treating me like I killed her mother or something? I could see how much she enjoyed being with me again, and I’m sure she still has feelings for me. But it looks like Sasha’s been holding a grudge all these years, and…god, it just doesn’t make any sense!
Back at the train station, she insisted that it had nothing to do with our breakup—but what is it, then? What did I do?
