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"We shouldn't, your son is my fiancé." I whispered sounding unsure and very hostile.
He watched me carefully with his dark blue eyes before tilting his head gently to the right, the same blue eyes that had just watched me undress a couple minu...
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It was later in the night now, and my brother and I chatted most of the day about everything, I know he was trying his best to comfort me. My mascara stained my cheeks and my once pulled-back hair was now flowing freely against my shoulders, I felt intoxicated by the entire situation that it was starting to fog my mind.
I sat on my bed with nothing but my green lingerie, it was a simple lace bra, and panties. I needed to feel something, anything that has nothing to do with Kaz.
Bodhi walked in and quickly glanced over my body, he walked over to his nightstand and started unclamping his watch. I watched him as he removed his tie, cufflinks, and eventually his white button-down.
I could hurt Kaz just like he hurt me, by carrying his son's child.
I stood up and walked closer to him, my fingers running across his bare chest. He exhaled into a smile, his hand tucked behind my hair against my neck lifting my chin.
"You've been crying?" He mumbled as his eyes searched my face. "Did your dad do something? I swear to go-"
My mouth slammed against his shutting him up, and his lips immediately responded to my kiss. Our lips were softly touching with small echoes of our mouths smacking against each other, my fingertips pressed against the edge of his chin.
"Make me forget." I whispered against our locked lips, and his hand gripped my hip.
He twisted us around and gently laid me on our bed, the fluffy blanket beneath me provided my head extra comfort. He unbuckled his pants and pulled them down before climbing back on top of me, his lips attacked my neck before shoving his hand down my panties.
My body buckled under him when his fingers rubbed my clit, my head fell back along with my mouth parting. He pulled back while slowly removing my panties, my legs almost tangled in them but he made them part. He went right between my legs, my hands locked behind his neck, and lifted myself a little while attacking his lips. His hand unclipped my bra and tossed it to the floor, my legs locked around his naked torso.
"You look so beautiful right now." He says.
Stop talking, is what I wanted to say but I didn't.
"Please, please." I whispered under my breath.
He reached down between us and thrust deep inside me causing my head to fall back, even more, my teeth bit down on my bottom lip. My hand sloppily ran across my cheek causing my hair to cover some of my face, his hands gripped the sides of my neck forcing me to look at him. His hips moved against mine as my legs climbed his back out of eagerness, my lips claimed his again.
The kiss was unprepared and very flimsy. My moans were drowned in his mouth, as his thrusts got even harder and more unbearable. Nothing was running through my head but sweet revenge, I just want to make this as quick as possible. He flipped use over forcing me to land on his dick, my mouth fell wide open as he held on tightly to the back of my neck. My hips were riding him while gasping for air, my hair covered his sweaty chest.
My eyes were fluttering close because of high I was off of him right now, sex fixes everything, it has to. This was our first time having sex in such a long time yet my body is still not used to his, we were not in sync like I am with his dad. His hand trailed down to my breast, he flickered my nipple causing me to whimper. He caught on to my sensitivity and sat up with my pussy still riding him, his mouth latched on to my nipple and my head tossed back.
"Your moans are the hottest thing ever." He mumbled against my tainted skin.
His mouth sucked, licked, and bit on my breast. His huge hand was cupping it as he marked my skin, his warm mouth felt amazing. I couldn't even moan his name, it didn't feel right. My legs were shaking while my body buckled above his, he thrust inside me one last time before coming inside of me. My body fell against his in total bliss, we both were breathing hard and rapidly.
His hand was placed behind my neck, my face lifted to meet his drunk smile. He sloppily kissed the side of my cheek, we both were sweaty and sticky.
"That was the best sex we've had in a while." He whispered, he sounded relieved and happy.
The best sex we had was just out of spite, what kind of person I'm I? He could tell how fast my mood changed, his fingers pressed against my chin.
"I didn't mean it like that, it's always good with you."
"I know." I forced a smile, a very unsure smile. "I just missed you." It was a lie, a big lie.
"Normally you just let me do my thing but this time, we were actually making love." His thumb stroked my jaw, his eyes were watching mine carefully.
That made me feel even worse, I'm a horrible human being. I noticed that physically I'm not attracted to him but emotionally, I'm tied to him.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, I felt bad for making him feel that way.
"No, it's my fault. I know you have a bad past with your dad, instead of begging you for your love through sex I should've taken you to therapy." He said, his words meant everything to me and made me see him in a different light. "You needed help and as your boyfriend, I failed you."
I shake my head. "You're a great boyfriend who's made mistakes, I've made some probably even worse ones." I said.
Like having an affair with your dad for starters.
"Do you think we need couples therapy? Because I don't ever want to lose you." He says.
I thought about it, could therapy solve our problems? I'm not even sure if I want to solve any of our problems, maybe having a baby will solve our problems but then again we don't want to have a toxic relationship if we have children together. I don't want to be my parents, I want to try and make this work.
"I think we should." I said. "We could at least try."
"I'll make a few calls." He replied.
I slipped next to him, our naked bodies were touching. My leg hiked up his torso as I snuggled my head between his neck, his arm was draped across the back of my neck with his chin pressed against my forehead.
"I love you." He says.
I exhaled against his neck, this was so confusing. "I love you too."
I think, I'm not even sure at this point. He's my best friend, friends love each other. I just don't think I'll ever love him more than just a friend because so much has gone down between us, he just doesn't know that.
