Nightmares

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Song For The Chapter: Mercy- KiNG MALA




I feel a bit angry, angry that apparently I've been living a lie all this time. God, I don't even know for how long. I feel sad, sad all this had to happen. Sad everything has to be so complicated. I feel jealous even. Jealous of my past self.

I whined, gripping my hair and shaking my head. How stupid can I be?!

I need to stop, I need to stop. My head hurts! The more I think, the more my head hurts. I should just stop. At least for right now.

I'll do what I wanted to test, that dangerous stunt. We were a while away from home, I could do it now while he's distracted.

"Jace, what's your favorite color?" I whispered.

"Black I suppose, why? You've asked this before."

"So I know which lingerie set I should wear." The car jolted forward, activating the lock on my seatbelt. I'm just teasing him, getting him completely distracted while I get ready...

"Blacks not my favorite color on you." He whispered, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Oh, I'm curious...

"What is?"

"Red" My heart cheered, I will definitely be keeping that in mind. Not that I would be planning anything, especially after today.

I looked around, no cars on the road. I'm not sure how Jason's going to react to this, it's best if no one is around. He's for sure going to be mad at me....

I whipped my seat belt off, jumping over to Jace's side, trying to kiss him.

"Ugh." I groaned, realizing he turned his head just in time to avoid me. My kiss landed on his cheek.

"Sit in your fucking seat, Serenity." Jace was somehow not in a crash, considering he is clearly looking away from the road. I frowned, inching forward to kiss him again.

He let go of the steering wheel, pushing me back to my seat. I was up before he could stop me.

"Serenity." He growled.

I kissed his neck. The butterflies woke, softly flying around despite everything that's happened. His hands stopped, landing on my waist.

I sucked over his skin, softly biting, something in me pushed me to go further. Stay kissing him, stay against his skin. Take advantage of what I wanted to do since yesterday. But after everything that just happened, I hated the idea of giving him this pleasure.

I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I was forced to exhale against his skin. His shivered.

A new plan popped into my head....

I'll give him pleasure all right. I'll kiss him, touch him, make him so hard. Make him so stupidly hard, he'll either get frustrated or beg for me. Either one can be used to my advantage. But right now I really just want to make him angry.

I kissed his neck again, elated to hear a soft grunt. Then, with raging vengeance in my blood, lowered my hand to his crotch.

Butterflies erupted.

I hate how this is also making me feel turned on. This is about messing with him! The heat of him burned my hand.

He hissed, gripping my hand so hard I heard it crack.

"This isn't going to end well for you, Baby Serenity." He threaten, still holding my hand.

In an instant, not even thinking about it just acting, I dipped down, kissing the bulge over his pants.

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