Page 36 of Fractured Chances


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He leans away from me, studying me as if he suspects something. I beg that he doesn’t because I don’t want to end this night in an argument. I don’t want to be hassled. I just want us to be able to part on good terms. Excellent terms even. “How come?” he asks me.

“I don’t want that man to ruin the only good parts of my life,” I say about the skunk who I will be paying a little visit later. “So I’m not going to let him.”

“What does that mean?” he asks me.

I move forward and wrap my arms around his waist. “It means that I’m going to try and focus on my therapy, focus on moments like this and find less harmful ways to help. You’re gonna have to teach me how though.” I smile. “Don’t you like teaching me things?” I ask while unbuttoning his shirt.

He smiles. “I don’t know if I believe you but I’m okay with that.” He grabs me around the waist and scoops me up. “Come here,” he says, lowering his face to mine.

I know that if he suspects something, he’s not okay with it. But that doesn’t concern me. I’m not desperate to believe that he is anymore. Truthfully, even if he is okay with it, I’m sure I still wouldn’t trust him. But while I may not trust him with that. I trust him with taking care of me so as he carries me off to his room, I take his face in my hand and I kiss him on the way there.

He throws me on the bed and with him, this isn’t slow. Not because I don’t want to savor time with him as well but because whenever I’m with him like this, I’m out of breath with need and all I want to do is rip his clothes off his body.

There’s just something about the way his blue eyes darken and magnetize me to him, I need to feel the friction of his skin against mine, or I’m going to go crazy.

He grunts as he’s kissing me and I wrap my legs around him, pulling his shirt over his now beefy arms as he shrugs them off him. “Damn it, I love you. I love you so much. And I appreciate you. I appreciate this moment with you. Thank you, Julissa. Fucking, thank you.”

Oh no, not the tears again. I hook my arms around the back of his neck and pull his head closer to mine so he doesn’t see my tears. “I love you too and I’m sorry, for everything,” I whisper in his ear, kissing his cheek with aggression. I almost tell him I’m going to miss him but I manage not to. Instead, I say, “Make this a night I won’t forget.”

He pauses to look at me before his lips come crashing down on mine again. He lifts my bra over my breasts and starts massaging them, tugging the nipples in his mouth, sucking on them, oh so rough. I moan, joking. “Damn, if you were that hungry, you should’ve told me, we could’ve had dinner first.”

He chuckles, saying nothing before pulling my panties off my body and removing his pants. He starts rubbing my clit with his middle and index finger. I hear the wetness of my pussy and feel the hardness of his dick against my leg as I moan in sweet agony, begging him to put himself inside of me. He remains relentless on my clit, sucking on my breasts at the same time before I start shaking in pleasure. He smiles and leans in for a soft kiss as the tremors pass through my body.

He’s about to enter me when I push against his chest so that he can lay back on the bed and I take him in my mouth, lowering my ass over his head. He groans and begins licking my juices up while my mouth is being penetrated, my moans muffled.

I can’t take it anymore so I rotate myself so that I’m sitting on his dick. He starts fucking me from below and my eyes roll over in my head as I let him tire himself out enjoying the drilling. And then I take over, riding him while sucking on his tongue only moving my lips from his to let him breathe, hear his pants.

I love the sound of him orgasming so I don’t stop riding him until he comes. I feel the heat of him within my abdomen, freezing me and shaking me as I fall over in my own orgasm. We lay breathing aloud next to each other, needing a moment to not pass the fuck out.

Once our lungs have enough oxygen, we turn to face each other. We lay there in silence, only staring into each other’s eyes. We’re silent but our gratitude is loud in the room as our hands roam over each other’s bodies and we take in every detail of the other.

With each second that passes by, I grow sadder and I groan in my mind knowing that this is now the end. “Ready for dinner?” I ask him.

Please don’t be difficult, I beg inside my head.

“Sure,” he says and I try not to show my relief.

“Great.” I smile, swinging away from him and coming off the bed. I don’t have a robe this time so I put on his shirt. I almost cry as it touches my body and I hurry out of the room. “I’ll bring it to you,” I tell him.

I hug his shirt around me, smelling it and deciding I’m going to steal it, carry it with me so I’ll never forget. I spike his wine as well and after handing it to him, I leave his room to get ready for Axel.

Chapter 25

Julissa

Afteraquickshower,I change into something cute. Axel likes me in my sleepwear. I guess it’s because he doesn’t get to see me in it as often since he moved out. He likes the fantasy of the sexy PJs that look like lingerie but they’re not quite. So I put on a satin short set for bed, with a hint of my ass showing out the legs and a skimpy top. The doorbell rings and I hurry to greet him. Standing in the doorway is Axel in his usual trendy clothes, a true fuckboy with the necklaces, rings, and everything. His body, formed in the gym makes anything he wears look amazing and his cologne is so strong, it will kick you to the floor and everything about it is making me want to devour him.

“Hey, you. Long time no see. Are you avoiding me?” I ask him with a smile.

“Never.” He licks his lips.

I step aside. “Come on in. Have you eaten?”

“Yeah, I had something on the way over here. Why, did you cook?” he asks.

I glance away. “Yeah.”

He laughs a little. “Aw, that’s so cute,” he says as he lowers his face to mine and gives me a soft peck on the lips. He takes off his casual pleather jacket. “So where are the guys?” he asks, looking around.

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