Benefits

Ch. 16: Closer

Closer- Nine Inch Nails

"I want to fuck you like an animal!"

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"Open the window!" Jake whisper yells to me as he held himself up. I had no idea how he got up here, but it must have been practice or something. I shake my head at him. My eyes travel down his body. He was shirtless and sweaty. I barely can see his tattoos that ravished his body because of how dark it was outside. His basketball shorts were low on his hips as I saw his V line. I stood there ogling him for a good minute, taking in his abs that shaped himself so prominent. "Dawn I'm going to fall!"

Finally, I snap out of it and unlock the latch to my window. He stumbles in slightly, but he catches himself. He wasn't wearing his glasses surprisingly.

His anger was mixed well with his moss green eyes as they peer to me.

Jake walks towards me, and I step back, only making him step forward. He grabs my hips and picks me up. Automatically, I wrap my legs around him.

It was dark in my room; the only light was the moon outside. All I could see was the outline of his face, but not his face itself, along with his steaming body.

He almost was animalistic in a way when he pushed me against my bedroom wall across the room. His breathing was harder than before. My hands lace in his hair as he pulled me into a heated kiss. His hands fell to my butt and draws me to him as he roughly moved above me. I gasp from the feeling making him bite my lip hard, his tongue swirling with mine. His left hand that was on my butt went up to my chest to roughly knead it.

To fast.

Everything was happening to fast.

"Wait... Wait, stop." I try to say in between kisses, it makes him slow down a little, but I couldn't breathe. I wasn't helping much either because I wasn't stopping myself. "Jake!" I finally push his face away from me, and he snaps back into reality. He looks down at me with lust and a lot of anger. Why was he so angry?

He pinches my butt; I couldn't help but moan. I need to talk, but how could I when he was still moving those devilish hips of his into mine slowly against my wall. "Why... Why are- fuck- why are you here?" I say.

"Why didn't you answer my phone calls?" A dominating voice came from his throat making me whimper when he stops moving his hips.

"You were busy."

"And?" He cups my face towards him roughly making me wince. He sees that and loosens his grip on my face. My legs were still wrapped around him; my legs would surely tremble if they were on the ground now.

Everything pieces together at that moment. He was shirtless, sweating might I add. He was breathing heavily, and there was a girl that was with him early. He hooked up with a girl right before me, and I was disgusted. "Get off me!"

He rolls his eyes at me but instantly lets me go. He sits on my bed, motioning me to sit next to him.

I shake my head no and stand in front of him. "You were out fucking another girl before me that's why!" I whisper-yell to him.

He crinkles his eyes. "What are you even talking about?"

"Look at you, Jake." I wave my arms up and down at him. "You're shirtless, sweaty, and there was a girl on the phone when you were talking to me earlier."

"Oh my god." He groans. He facepalms his face.

"I'm fine with you being with other people-"

"No, you're not because you're acting like this!"