Page 8 of Craving Hex


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“Leave me alone,” I snap, “I’m over you. Overthis. Ihateyou. Today was a moment of weakness.” I shake my head, turning on my heel.

“There is a very thin line between love and hatedarling, and we crossed that line earlier.”

“Fuck you, Hex,” I flip him off.

“Nah, I prefer getting fucked byyou.” He laughs and I begin to stalk away. “I must admit, Lauren,” he calls after me, his voice booming through the empty house. Our parents are out for drinks with their friends. Spinning to face him, I narrow my eyes on his as his hazel eyes roam up and down my body. My sex aches with want and need to be filled by him, to sin once more. “Your bratty behaviour turns me on,” he blows smoke in my direction and palms himself with his spare hand through his cotton shorts.

I roll my eyes.

“Are we finished?” I pout, my fingers playing with the frilly hem on my grey pyjama shorts. My ass cheeks hang out the bottom and normally I would try and hide that but I want Hex to see.

“Oh baby, we’re only just getting started.” He laughs, putting his joint out in the sink and stalking over to me, his head low, his eyes dark as he pins his sights on me. Before I can move, he is standing in front of me, his fingers wrapped around the base of my neck.

“Fuck, you look pretty with my hand around your throat,” he groans. Pushing me back towards the corner of the kitchen, my back hits the wall as the glass slips out of my hand and smashes at my feet.

“You silly girl,” his eyes sweep down my body as he notices some glass has cut the top of my foot. Bending down, he swipes his thumb over the incision then looks up at me through his lashes and sucks his finger. Gasping, he kneels on both knees in front of me and pulls my shorts to the side revealing my bare pussy. “Fuck,” he sucks in a breath, his fingers digging into my thigh. His face edges forward as he swipes his pierced tongue through my slick folds, sucking on my clit. Fuck, it feelsamazing.

“Hex,” I breathe, my hands running through his soft hair as I tug. He lifts my leg over his shoulder, his tongue pressing deeper into me as he lets his tongue glide up and down my pussy.

“You taste so fucking good,” he moans, his finger teasing at my opening, “you’re such a good little brat, you’re going to be my perfect slut.” He moans, plunging his finger inside of me.

“You can hate me all you want, but I promise I will fuck the hate out of you…” he continues, his voice drawling, his tongue flicking across my clit before he stops, “because you’re mine. We crossed that line and I will never go back.” He lurches forward, spreading my thighs as his tongue moves fast over my clit, sucking hard before flattening his tongue and gliding it through my folds as he fucks me with his fingers.

I hear the front door unlock, I freeze, squirming under his hold as I try to move. He shakes his head, “You better come, slut. Otherwise our parents are going to see my tongue buried deep inside your tight little cunt.”

I moan quietly, my eyes falling as he grabs my other leg and places it over his other shoulder. His hands hold onto my hips, pulling my pussy deeper onto his tongue.

“Oh,” I moan as the front door closes.

“Quiet Chris, the kids will be asleep,” my mom says as we hear her kicking her shoes off, “let’s get a drink.”

My eyes widen and Hex smiles through his lashes at me, his tongue lashing over my clit, my hips gyrating on his face as I fuck it.

Their footsteps are getting closer, my heart is racing in my chest and Hex is eating my pussy as if it is his last meal. I look down, tilting my pelvis up so I can see the way his tongue is working me and I come, hard. A moan slips past my lips and Hex clamps his hand over my mouth as I ride the orgasm. He drops me as if I’ve burned him, pulling my shorts back across he stands just as my mom and his dad walk into the kitchen.

“Oh, you’re awake?” Christopher says. I can tell he is tipsy, his eyes are glassy and he looks like he has a hanger in his mouth.

“Yeah,” Hex smiles, “I just had to get something to eat, I wasstarving.” His tongue darts out as he licks his lips. I stand, panting, my chest rising and falling fast as I try to catch my breath.

“What did you have? I fancy a snack,” Christopher heads towards the large, double fridge and I feel my cheeks pinch a crimson red.

“Oh, you wouldn’t want what I just had…trustme.” Hex winks at me before walking down the hallway and I stand there stunned. My mom stares at me, and I stand dumfounded. I watch as her eyes move down my body and her brows furrow at the smashed glass on the floor.

“What happened to the glass!?” she tsks, moving to the broom cupboard.

I shake my head from side to side, “Something spooked me, sorry…” I nibble on my bottom lip. “I was just about to clean it up,” my hands tremble and I think the shock has hit me.

“It’s okay darling,” my mom says but she stares at me for a little longer, “are you okay?”

“Honestly? I’m not feeling very well…” I admit, knotting my fingers together.

“Go to bed sweetie, get some sleep.” My mom walks over and kisses my forehead.

I nod softly, “Night mom, night Christopher.” I mutter, walking towards the stairs and into my bedroom.

Chapter Six

Hex

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