Butch or Raef.
I hear the door close, and I don’t hear Raef coming towards the bathroom. Closing my eyes, I rest my head on the wall, and just pray that he doesn’t hate me for what happened to him. It’s all my fault, and I don’t even know how to fix things. I totally get why he doesn’t want to get involved with me, he has to save himself from the problems that follow me around.
If he was smart, he would stay as far away from me as he can.
Chapter Eleven
My fucking head is pounding, and getting them the fuck out of my room, is all I fucking want right this second. I just want to curl up with Sailor, and close my eyes for a few minutes, but right now I can’t. Mac thinks I have a concussion, and he told me I needed to stay awake to make sure I’m fine. Once I get them the fuck out, I contemplate going to the bar to fucking drink until I pass out. But I know Mac will fucking call my old man, and rat me out.
Running my hand over my face, I sigh, and make my way towards the bathroom. I can hear her soft sniffles, and I know she’s blaming herself for what happened.
Sitting on the floor next to her, I wrap my arm around her, and she puts her head against my shoulder. She doesn’t say anything for the longest time, but the silence is actually nice. When she finally looks at me, she has a sad look in her eyes that I’ve never seen from her before. Pulling her into my lap, I have her straddle me.
Before I can say anything, she gets up, and grabs a wash cloth from the cabinet. She wets it before coming back to straddle my lap. Her shirt rises up her thighs, and my hands instantly go to her pale skin. She pulls my shirt up and over my head, before she forces me to put my head on her shoulder, so she can clean the cut on the back of my head.
I can feel myself wanting her more than my next breath. Every inch of my body is craving her, and I know I won’t be able to keep my hands off of her now.
Sliding my fingers under the shirt, I grip her ass cheeks, and I feel her intake of breath. When she touches the cut on the back of my head, I squeeze her ass, and pull her down on me. Wincing when she tries to clean it some more, I grit my teeth. She wiggles her hips, and I know there is no way they she can’t tell how fucking bad I want her right now.
“Hold still,” she says a little breathless. I bite down on her shoulder, as she uses her nails to do something to the back of my head. Closing my eyes, I try to focus on her body, and not what she’s currently doing to my scalp. When she’s finally down, I feel a little bit better.
“I’m going to have a permeant indent on my shoulder from you,” she pouts. I kiss it, and she grins. She shows me what she pulled from my scalp, and I can’t help but shake my head.
“Fuck.” I can’t believe that piece of glass was in my damn head. She holds the towel to my head a little longer, and the only thing I want to do right now is sink inside her pussy. I don’t give a fuck about the consequences anymore. All I want is to make her mine, even if it’s just for a few days.
Trailing my fingers up her arms, I grab the bottom of her shirt. I slide it up, and over her head. Her breath hitches, and she watches me with lust in her eyes. Leaning forward, I take a nipple into my mouth. She arches into me, and I wrap my arms around her body, and hold her to me.
Her hands go to my head, and she’s careful of where she puts them. Dragging my fingers down her back, I switch to her other nipple, and she moans my name. My dick is hard as a fucking rock, and there is no way in hell that I’m not going to take her this morning. Lifting her up, I stand, and set her on the small bathroom sink.
I feel her hands go to my jeans. She starts to undo them, and push them down to my knees. Without even thinking, I sink into her soaking wet pussy. Grabbing her ass, I pull her to the edge of the counter, and slam into her roughly. Her nails dig into my back, and I
I hear the door close, and I don’t hear Raef coming towards the bathroom. Closing my eyes, I rest my head on the wall, and just pray that he doesn’t hate me for what happened to him. It’s all my fault, and I don’t even know how to fix things. I totally get why he doesn’t want to get involved with me, he has to save himself from the problems that follow me around.
If he was smart, he would stay as far away from me as he can.
Chapter Eleven
My fucking head is pounding, and getting them the fuck out of my room, is all I fucking want right this second. I just want to curl up with Sailor, and close my eyes for a few minutes, but right now I can’t. Mac thinks I have a concussion, and he told me I needed to stay awake to make sure I’m fine. Once I get them the fuck out, I contemplate going to the bar to fucking drink until I pass out. But I know Mac will fucking call my old man, and rat me out.
Running my hand over my face, I sigh, and make my way towards the bathroom. I can hear her soft sniffles, and I know she’s blaming herself for what happened.
Sitting on the floor next to her, I wrap my arm around her, and she puts her head against my shoulder. She doesn’t say anything for the longest time, but the silence is actually nice. When she finally looks at me, she has a sad look in her eyes that I’ve never seen from her before. Pulling her into my lap, I have her straddle me.
Before I can say anything, she gets up, and grabs a wash cloth from the cabinet. She wets it before coming back to straddle my lap. Her shirt rises up her thighs, and my hands instantly go to her pale skin. She pulls my shirt up and over my head, before she forces me to put my head on her shoulder, so she can clean the cut on the back of my head.
I can feel myself wanting her more than my next breath. Every inch of my body is craving her, and I know I won’t be able to keep my hands off of her now.
Sliding my fingers under the shirt, I grip her ass cheeks, and I feel her intake of breath. When she touches the cut on the back of my head, I squeeze her ass, and pull her down on me. Wincing when she tries to clean it some more, I grit my teeth. She wiggles her hips, and I know there is no way they she can’t tell how fucking bad I want her right now.
“Hold still,” she says a little breathless. I bite down on her shoulder, as she uses her nails to do something to the back of my head. Closing my eyes, I try to focus on her body, and not what she’s currently doing to my scalp. When she’s finally down, I feel a little bit better.
“I’m going to have a permeant indent on my shoulder from you,” she pouts. I kiss it, and she grins. She shows me what she pulled from my scalp, and I can’t help but shake my head.
“Fuck.” I can’t believe that piece of glass was in my damn head. She holds the towel to my head a little longer, and the only thing I want to do right now is sink inside her pussy. I don’t give a fuck about the consequences anymore. All I want is to make her mine, even if it’s just for a few days.
Trailing my fingers up her arms, I grab the bottom of her shirt. I slide it up, and over her head. Her breath hitches, and she watches me with lust in her eyes. Leaning forward, I take a nipple into my mouth. She arches into me, and I wrap my arms around her body, and hold her to me.
Her hands go to my head, and she’s careful of where she puts them. Dragging my fingers down her back, I switch to her other nipple, and she moans my name. My dick is hard as a fucking rock, and there is no way in hell that I’m not going to take her this morning. Lifting her up, I stand, and set her on the small bathroom sink.
I feel her hands go to my jeans. She starts to undo them, and push them down to my knees. Without even thinking, I sink into her soaking wet pussy. Grabbing her ass, I pull her to the edge of the counter, and slam into her roughly. Her nails dig into my back, and I
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