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He settles between my legs, bringing my other up to rest on his hip. “You sure about that?” he teases, grinding into me.
“Positive, since every other time that you’ve been sober up until this point you’ve been cold and very vocal with how you feel about me.”
His hand goes up my shirt and under my bra. He squeezes my nipple and rests his weight on his other arm. He’s looking directly down at me and I try hard not to bring my eyes to his but fail.
He licks his lips, grinning. “I’m sober enough to put my dick in you, Tillie. Stop thinking too much into this.”
He starts rotating his hips into me and I bite down on my bottom lip to stop the moan from leaving my mouth. Then he leans up, grabs the band of my yoga pants and yanks them off.
“Nate…” I warn, but fail because his other hand covers my mouth.
“Shut up, Tillie. Stop fucking talking. I need you right now.”
Shit. He continues, his knuckles grazing over me.
“Nod if you want this.”
I do, I nod my head, arching my back. His fingers dip under my panties and he tears them off. I fist the sheets between my fingers, my back arching farther, and then his tongue presses against my clit and I lose it. He throws my leg over his shoulder and slips a finger inside of me.
“Nate, I—”
“Let go, baby. You taste so fucking good.” He growls against me and my hand comes to his head. I tear his cap off and toss it across the room, my fingers diving into his hair.
“Look at me, Tillie,” he murmurs from below. I forgot what he gets like in bed. “Now, baby.”
I inch up on my elbows, looking down at his face buried between my thighs. The shadows cut his jaw perfectly as he presses his whole tongue against me. I’m climbing, so close. “Ride my tongue, Tillie. Ride it like you ride on my dick.” I fall to the bed, my head tilting back as my orgasm rips through me in violent waves.
“Too easy, as usual,” he mocks, crawling up my body. “Can I trust the pill you’re on?”
I nod, heat flashing over my cheeks.
“Good.” He grips onto my hips and flips me onto my stomach. He slaps my ass hard and then wraps my hair around his fist, yanking my head back. Hovering over my body, he tilts my head to the side, sucking where my neck connects with my shoulder. I arch my back, pressing my ass into him, desperate to feel him. His finger slides inside of me from behind and I moan, my breathing coming in heavy.
He pulls out, bringing his finger to my mouth. “Suck.”
I wrap my lips around his finger, the sweet taste hitting me instantly, then he takes his finger away and grips onto my hips again. I feel him slide over my entrance and I’m basically panting for him now, my chest tight with need. I need to feel him everywhere—he sinks inside of me and I clench around his length instantly.
He smashes into me relentlessly, spewing dirty words. Sweat drops off my forehead as he pulls out and flips me over onto my back. He spreads my thighs wide and slides inside of me again. I have the perfect view from here, every muscle tensing as he pulls in and out slowly.
He licks his lips, looking down at me. He drops down onto his elbows and presses his pelvic bone into my clit, thrusting his cock inside of me relentlessly. “I’m—”
“Come, baby.” He sucks on my neck, biting down on it roughly. I let go, just as he stills and spills into me.
He rolls over, swiping the sweat from his forehead. “Well, shit, I’m sober now.”
I freeze, turning onto my side to watch him. “Was that a mistake.”
“Tillie.” He shakes his head and then glares at me. “The fuck would you say that for?”
My eyes drop to his chest. “Get up!”
“What?” He leans up on his elbows. “It’s fucking near three a.m. I’m not going anywhere.”
I sneer at him. “Get in the shower, Nate.”
He stumbles into the bathroom, obviously not as sober as he thought he was. As the minutes pass while he’s in there, it occurs to me that I will need one too now since…
When he’s out, the towel wrapped around his waist, I scoot into the bathroom and jump in the shower, quickly scrubbing my body. I watch as the water turns a murky burgundy color and try not to gag. He just fucked me with other people’s blood smeared on his chest.
Gross.
I get out, drying my hair. My eyes shoot around the small bathroom. Fuck. I forgot to bring extra clothes in here. I open the door and slip into the dark room, quickly grabbing a pair of panties from my top drawer and the first t-shirt I find.
