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Leaving me and Terror, my now and future.

chapter eight

Meghan

later that night

We decided to stay the night in my apartment. Well, I was going to invite him to stay but he already made himself at home in my tiny bed.

After him holding me all night and the things he has done to me, he has me craving more and more.

I’m nervous to think of what could happen next. This is happening so fast but at the same time, it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

I’m showering and getting ready for bed. Terror showered while I was helping his mom with some final things at the diner.

The door is pushed open, sending a brush of cold air in. I step further under the spray, trying to keep warm. He flashes his phone through the curtain, and I read the text. It’s from Royal.

“Oh my God, they have a date.” I stomp my feet on the bottom of the tub excitedly.

The shower curtain is pulled open revealing Terror. “I want to fucking kiss the shit of you, Angel, you’re too precious,” he growls, stepping slightly into the shower not worrying about getting his clothes wet.

He kisses me fully, deeply like he is trying to set my soul on fire. He takes me out of the shower, and thankfully I was finished anyway.

My legs open, and I wrap them around his waist, holding onto him with everything I have. I can feel him through his sweatpants, hard, needing me already.

But oh my goodness, I need him more than my next breath.

I ache to have him fill me totally, completely.

“Please,” I whisper against his lips, digging my fingers into the short strands of his hair wanting him closer even though it’s not possible.

“I’ve got you, my girl.” His lips press against my forehead, lying me gently down onto the bed.

He does, I know he does.

He leans back, his eyes heated, running his hand down the center of my chest to the top of my mound.

His fingers slip through my lips. “This for me, my girl?”

I nod, biting my bottom lip. I open my legs further giving him the go ahead to use me as he wants.

“Giving me, you?” He then growls, falling to his knees hard, dragging me to the edge of the bed.

His nose runs along my inner thighs. “I don’t care if I never get to slide inside you, just the taste of you is enough.”

I shiver, his words turning me on.

Before I can say another word, he sucks my clit into his mouth. I grit my teeth, seething through them at the sudden intense pleasure.

My legs try to close, but I want more but at the same time, it’s too much. I’m sensitive still from this morning.

“I want you inside me, Terror,” I pant out, digging my fingers into his hair and lifting his head from my pussy.

He doesn’t budge, just opens his eyes looking at me as he runs his tongue through my folds.

The more I try to tug him away, the faster he eats me.

I give up trying to stop him, and just give in. I shut my eyes and grip the pillow next to me, needing to hold onto something.

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