Stuck between two bad boys

Did she just apologize?

I can’t tell how happy I am. Standing by the door, I waited patiently like a groom waiting for his bride. The annoying girls were nowhere to be found and I feel so grateful that they had eventually decided to get a life.

Seconds later, I hear the door unbolt before the squeaky sounds of an opening door. The sound of water gushing followed and I won’t lie, it took like forever for me to hear her footsteps.

This is extremely strange because I can’t tell why I just suddenly care. Why I just want to see that she is okay and should give a smile on her face instead of a red nose and a bit… what’s that on her neck.

Fuck it looks like a love mark. Better not be that Xavier had hot kissed her or something.

That’s yucky!

Walking toward me, her gaze was fixed on mine. Our eyes locked for a while and as she was walking straight, all I thought was that she would come to give me a hug, kiss me, and tell me how great I am.

“Emily I…”.

I felt her breeze, she smells like strawberry and Xavier. Ewwww, she is wearing Xavier’s perfume.

That even pissed me more as she didn’t spare me the last gaze as she walked out. Her shoulder bumped against mine which happened because I moved towards the doorway but she didn’t stop. Her sad face just heads straight.

With my fist clenched, I grind my teeth. I want to follow her, to tell her that I am not a bad person and that the fight she had to see was a mistake. I want to tell her that I kinda don’t know what is happening to me and I can’t stop thinking about her.

I want to tell her that I want her to stop being so cute and consider nothing going to the party to which I wasn’t invited. The last time I was invited to a party, I ended up fuvking the host’s girlfriend in his parents’ bedroom and that was it.

The last time I ever got it.

Before then, I would always beat up people, even the host or celebrant at their party.

Turning back to see Emily walking away, I just couldn’t take it. It’s hard, it’s not a good idea but I did it. I ran to her, pulled her into a hug, and squeezed the life out of her.

With her arms pressed to her sides, her head under my jaw which made her chin automatically on my chest, I took in a deep breath. This is what I gave being thinking of and I have it. I have her in my arms, and no longer a dream.

“Devin?” Emily whispered, “Devin what the fudge are you doing?”.

Fuck!

She is so cute! She doesn’t even want to curse.

Inhaling deeply, I held her tighter, that’s the only thing keeping me the same until the worst. She wouldn’t just stay in one place and let me hug her, she kept struggling to get free while her abdomen caresses my hard dick.

‘This is so humiliating’.

I know I get erections but not whole hugging people. Not when I am planning to be a good guy and avoid this look. The kind of look she now gives me as she realizes my raising dick.

“What are you…”.

I could let her ask, I just did it.

I grabbed her face with both hands and before I knew what I am doing I am kissing her. It was rough but I like it. That’s how I want it rough.

Moving a step forward, I brought her more Into my arms. With one arm around her slender waist and the other holding her head back in place, I kissed her as if I would never live to do it again.

I wasn’t surprised when I felt her rigid for the first few seconds. It was like she was trying to believe what is happening.

Damn! She tastes like honey.

I can’t hold it, can’t contain the kind of pleasure I am feeling. It feels more like Paradise, like honey mixed with freedom and happiness. I know you can’t taste that but how will you explain it when your dick wouldn’t stop raising, it keeps threatening to rip out my zipper to get where it wants to be.

I respect Emily, but I want her.

I didn’t want to make her do what she would regret but I can’t help but hold her against her will. She kept struggling to break out until I slowly let go of my tight grip on her waist still not breaking the kiss.

It was like a dream come true and I didn’t want to believe it at first. I didn’t want to believe she kiss me back.

She fuck kiss me back.

A faint moan escaped her throat as she collapsed on me. If you ask, I can’t tell how she managed to slip her hands up but I found them on my chest, holding my shirt tight.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I felt her move up, short girl.

Bending to meet her want, my fingers moved into her hair yanking it back a bit rough.

I see the fear, the surprise in her eyes and I immediately regretted my action.

Fuck!

She might have probably not been treated like that before. Those big innocent eyes stared back into my eyes, hunting for the little courage I have left.

I just couldn’t get to have enough of her swollen lips and cute big eyes. I can’t get enough of her nipples slightly poking at my chest beneath her oversize tee shirt. Now I see why she enjoys hiding it, keeping them safe from eyes like mine.

“I am so…”.

It happened so fast. I felt Emily being hurled away from me and before I could think of saving her, I felt that punch on my face.

What the hell?

Before I could even get to rub my palm on my nose and look at it, I received another punch on my face. The person grabbed me by my collar and tossed me to the floor.

“Get the fuck away from, her!”.

Xavier! That’s unbelievable.

I won’t lie, I didn’t expect any other person to sign his death wish until Xavier decided to make me the bad person.

Does he want me to be the hit him back?

To punch the shit out of his face and tell him that I hate him with passion.

“It’s such an honor for you to grace me with your presence, Xavier” I smirked.

That’s it! At that moment, I knew I fucked up but I remain calm. I let him punch me again, again, and…

“Stop it!”.

That’s what I am waiting for, her scream.

Her tiny hands wrapped around his neck as she pulled as hard as she could. She didn’t stop screaming at top of her voice and her eyes were moist.

“What are you doing Xavier?”.

Getting to his feet and giving me some time to get to my feet too, a sly smile spread across my face. I moved my tongue around in my mouth and spat out saliva mixed with blood.

My eyes landed on Emily who had her arms now across her breast as she stood behind Xavier.

“Keep your fucking hands to yourself deepshit!” Xavier groaned as he grabbed her arm and walked away.

“Nice to meet you too, Xavier” I yelled back “I still don’t like you”.