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Diamond
“Dia?” Chance’s voice is nothing but an echo as his fingers sink into my waist, his mouth positioned next to my ear. My heart is pulsing in my brain, its pounding drowning out my common sense. Chance lets out a heavy breath when I shift beneath him, his hardening cock brushing against my thigh.
“Dia, are you okay?”
No.
“Yes,” I lie.
Not even ten minutes ago, I was stuck in the bathroom with Finn, listening to his romantic speech and trying not to let him in. Funny thing is, he probably thought his confession would deter me from going back to Chance. Maybe even earn him some points on my redemption board. Little did he know, it would make me want to prove him wrong.
You’re it for me, and I’m it for you. You can fight it all you want, but deep down, you know it’s true.
The words he said only magnified my irritation. He sounded so confident. So infuriatingly sure of himself. After all this time, he genuinely believes that we’re meant to be together. I knew I had to find Chance from the moment I left Finn alone in the bathroom.
We happened to cross paths with Finn while we were going up to Chance’s bedroom. If looks could kill, Chance would’ve dropped dead right there on the stairs. Finn didn’t even bother to hide his anger. He just stopped in his tracks, standing perfectly still in the middle of the staircase, and stared at us until Chance and I disappeared inside his bedroom.
Let’s see if he still believes we’re meant to be together once Chance’s been inside me.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” Chance covers every inch of my neck with kisses.
I want this, too.
…I think?
Chance climbs on top of me, propping himself onto his palms and lowering his head to peck my mouth. He starts with light kisses but eventually increases the pressure, kissing me harder. I feel like I can’t breathe, and it kills me to admit it, but the missing air in my lungs has nothing to do with Chance.
I spend the next five minutes convincing myself that I’m just nervous about having sex for the first time in a year and begin to tug at his T-shirt. Chance takes the hint and takes off his shirt before tossing it across the room. My hands fly to his pecs as soon as his chest is exposed, and I find myself waiting for… something?
Dirty talk wouldn’t hurt right now.
But I get silence.
Never-ending silence.
We keep on kissing for a few minutes, and I hate myself for wishing he’d call me a good girl. Or taunt me with a joke I know he doesn’t mean. I wish he’d take control, but instead, he lets me lead. I know he probably just wants to make sure that I’m into it, but the fact that he’s been kissing me for so long, afraid to make a real move, is a bit of a turn-off.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
He’s a perfectly nice guy with good manners. Finn already gave me trust issues. Don’t tell me he ruined good old, vanilla sex for me, too. I surprise myself by grabbing Chance’s hand and shoving it under my shirt. Chance groans at my initiative, topping it off with, “Is that okay?
I put his hand there voluntarily. Why is he asking me if it’s okay?
Dia, stop. He’s just being respectful.
“Yes,” I reassure him, and he grabs a handful of my breast over my bra. I expect him to take this to the next level, but he keeps his hand there, cupping my breast without doing anything about it.
“Put your hand inside it,” I command, and he sucks in a breath, his palm sliding inside my bra the next second. I have hope that he’s catching my drift when he grazes my nipple with his thumb.
“S-Sorry,” he apologizes, and I’ve never been less turned on in my life.
That’s it.
I’m officially broken.
Finn broke me with his dirty mouth and animal sex.
The worst part is Chance seems to like what we’re doing because I can feel his cock growing against my jeans.
