Black Rose

Chapter 15

His tongue in her mouth making her moan. He smirks in the kiss turning them over, so Mallory's back is pressed against the cool wall, away from the water. Going down to her collarbone, decorating her body with new spots as she moans and winces at the already sensitive skin being sucked on. He gets the memo and moves lower on his knees between her legs.

Grabbing her left thigh and putting it on his shoulder before moving in as she grabs on the wall. Lapping his tongue on her pussy. Mallory moaning instantly, throwing her head back against the wall. Running her fingers through her hair as he hums onto her. "God, that's so good." She sighs. Waylen gets off his knees and on his feet. Turning her around and pressing her against the wall. Waylen grabs his cock in his hands. "You're so beautiful." He moans as he jerks himself off while spreading her ass cheeks, causing Mallory to whimper. "I need you." She whispers.

Waylen immediately shoves his dick inside her pussy. Mallory's hands placed on the wall as Waylen uses her shoulders as leverage fucking her harder. "Your so fucking tight, gonna make me cum so hard." Waylen groans as he grabs her chin causing her to arch her back so she's looking into his eyes. "I-I'm gonna cum." She manages to moan. "Of fuck me to." Both moaning as they cum at the same time. Mallory's legs shaking while Waylen holds her to him, back pressed against his chest.

Once they caught their breathe, they both washed their bodies before getting out. Once they were out, Mallory brushed her teeth with a spare toothbrush. "Can I borrow some clothes?" Mallory asks. "Of course, come here." Waylen grabs her hand, both having towels wrapped around them as he leads them to his closet. Loads of shirts, pants, jackets, sweaters, shoes, watches, and boxers. "Grab whatever you want." Waylen says as he grabs himself a baggy white t-shirt along with a pair of black boxers and sweatpants.

Mallory walks through the closet until her hands fall onto a sweater. Blue, long sleeved and knitted. Although it's summer, the house is pretty chilly. Smiling she puts it on as well as a pair of boxers. "And...How do I look?" She asks walking in front of Waylen who's wearing a white t-shirt with grey sweatpants. "Absolutely adorable." He laughs, picking her up as she locks her legs around him.

Walking over to the bed he sits down with her still on his lap. "You are so beautiful; do you know that?" He asks. It wasn't like him to compliment a girl. He wouldn't even make time to talk to a date, the next morning he'd basically thrown her once he woke up, but not her, not his Mal. "Stop." She giggles wrapping her arms around his neck. "You are, so fucking perfect." He says softly causing her to blush while smiling.

"I have a group shoot tomorrow; do you mind driving me to my apartment later?" She asks kindly. "I don't know if I want you to go. What if...I just kidnap you and keep you to myself." He says rolling over so he's hovering on top of her. "You know that does sound quite nice, but I got to work." She giggles. "How much are they paying you?" He asks.

"100 dollars, because it's a big group." "I'll give you a thousand dollars if you don't go." He smirks. "No." She hits his chest slightly. "Come on sweetheart, just think about it. I'll fuck you to sleep and then when I wake up, I'll fuck you awake and then make you breakfast afterwards." Mallory blushes, it sounds like a perfect day. "Uggh fine." She sighs.

"I'm meeting up with that friend that works at Adornis for dinner next week Saturday, he's bringing his wife and Rowan is also going to be there probably with Aviana if you want to join us? They are planning to move to Australia, so Rowan and I got to help them" Mallory smiles nodding. Waylen leans down kissing the tip of her nose.

"Should I invite Rowan an Aviana over tonight for a drink?" He asks. "Oh yes." She says excited. "Okay let me quickly call him." Rolling over he grabs his phone from the bedside cabinet before calling Rowan. While they were talking Mallory let her client for tomorrow know that she's sick and won't make it as well as took the Plan B Waylen bought. "Okay they'll be here at eight." "Can we maybe go to my place, I need to get some clothes, I don't want them seeing me in your boxers." Waylen gasps.

"Why not?" He asks acting hurt. "I'm joking, however in my opinion, you look absolutely gorgeous, but only I am allowed to see you like this." He smirks pulling her on top of him so she's straddling him. "What is it?" He asks seeing her looking down. "Don't you think we're going a bit fast; I mean I've known you for less than a month and we've already had sex...twice." She admits looking into his eyes, his face falls.

He loved every minute he's spent with her and even though he understands where she's coming from it just feels right...everything they do together feels right. "I hear you, but when you know what you want nothing should stop you from it...and I want you." He says softly cupping her cheeks looking into her eyes.

He's right, and she knows it. Aviana just always told her to be careful and to take things slow. "Do you want me angel?" He asks her. She looks at him, her breathing picking up. She feels her head spin. Her breathing picks up and she instantly feels light headed.

Waylen looks at her worried, her eyes wide while he hears her breathing rapidly and that's when he realizes...she's having a panic attack. "Hey." He sits up with her still on his lap. Her hands fly to her heart holding onto her chest. "Your okay." He whispers. Cupping her face, he pulls her down gently, kissing her forehead. "Relax baby, I got you." He whispers against her head as she catches her breathe.

"Hey." He says softly pulling her face out of his neck to look at her. She looks at him, pouting. "What happened?" He asks concerned. "I don't...I don't really want to talk about." She says looking away. "Okay, that's fine." He smiles at her. Mallory rolls of him and gets up, her back facing him, sighing. "Can you take me home please; I need a nap?" She asks with her head bent. "Oh, yea sure how long is it going to take you to get your clothes, maybe we c-

"I'm not coming back."She says quietly, feeling tears swell in her eyes.