Page 12 of Love is War


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I look up to where Rhys is coming down the stairs, and at first he looks smug, but there must me something on my face that makes him wipe the grin away. His brows turn down, and there are crinkled folds of worry on his forehead. It makes him look much older than he is.

Suddenly, my presence here simply makes me hate him more, but it doesn’t change what I am here for. I don’t let him get all the way down the stairs. Instead, I meet him where he’s at and shove at his broad chest. "Bedroom, please," I tell him with authority and he doesn’t fight me.

When we get into his room, I shut the door and lock it for good measure before stepping right up to him. For a moment, I can tell I have shocked him. "No talking, I need to be fucked," I tell him before I begin removing his jeans. He says nothing, but once we have torn each other's clothes off and I push him down onto his bed, pouncing him like a tigress, I look him in the eyes. "This will mean nothing, got it?" He nods as I feel his hardness already pressing my inner thigh.

I press my nails into his shoulders, unapologetic as I draw a drop of blood. I raise up to place myself over his thick cock, hovering there for a moment before sliding down, making my pussy spread for him. I can't believe how big he is, but I am not in the mood to give him any kind of compliment. I force my way down the rest of the way until my ass cheeks bounce against his thighs.

I smirk down at him as he grunts in satisfaction. I know how to drive a man wild, and I am about to make Rhys’ night and make myself forget about the pain and worry that I need to push down so I can go on.

I begin to rock against him, instantly getting a fast rhythm, and his hands are on my hips to propel me. I run my hands down his chest, my nails leaving marks behind me, because no one fucks Vera without getting a souvenir or two, and I find that sweet spot as I moan making sure I stay in that groove. My head goes blank as I feel nothing but the electricity between us. This is the sweetness of nothingness; exactly what I asked for.

"Fuck!" I call out as my insides tense up on me, even my abdomen, before I begin to shiver, sweat dripping from every pore as pure euphoria take me over.

I hear Rhys calling out my name and know he is close as well, then I feel the warmth of his own liquid spilling into me, making me go through an orgasm once more. This is my drug. Always will be.

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