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I clench my eyes shut trying not to focus on him-thrusting his hips forward, up and down, making sure to know he really is affected.- I shake my head desperately trying to get those thoughts out my head.
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"Angel."
- The Weeknd
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'I can't deal with this right now.'
"Oh no. No, no, no, amore." I feel my chest heaving each time I see him take a step forward. "You not running away from me again."
Zariah! Move, bitch! What the fuck are you waiting for!
But I can't move. His eyes are holding me in place like he could control my body with just a glare.
He finally makes it up to me but he doesn't say anything. He just stares at me, looking for something in my eyes.
His arm snakes up and glides up my arm, leaving goosebumps in its path. I try to appear unaffected but the slight gasp gives me away. And the arrogant smirk on his face says he knows.
He leans in next to my ear and I swear I stop breathing. "You not leaving me like this." And before I could even say my name, he turns me around so my back his facing his front and presses into me making me feel—everything.
I clench my eyes shut trying not to focus on him—thrusting his hips forward, up and down, making sure to know he really is affected.— I shake my head desperately trying to get those thoughts out my head.
"Do you feel that?" I gulp trying to find my words. I nod instead since at this moment they are nowhere to be found. I guess he didn't like that since he dug his nails into my waist putting more strength and focus into dragging his hips up and down.
"Answer with words, baby. I want your words."
My resistance is thinning out every time he speaks in that low, husky voice.
I must have forgotten to answer him because the next thing I know I'm being pulled into the next bathroom stall (which I think is the handicap one) and pushed against a wall.
"Fuck." I moan out.
"Watch your fucking mouth." And I did. I snapped my mouth shut cause the way he's touching me makes me want to never let him go.
"Good girl," he sits on the toilet and looks up at me. "Bend over horizontally so that your looking at the ground."
I look at him like he's the stupidest person ever. "What?"
"You fucking heard me!" I scoff at him. 'He has some nerve.'
"Watch your fucking mouth!" I mimic his words. But of course his super-hearing ears hears it and yanks me down to him.
