Hello there and welcome just a few warnings before you continue:
●This is a mature story, so be at least 18+ to read this
Or mature enough to handle sexy time and curse words.
●This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
● This is a first draft. Errors are definitely going to be there. I'm only human after all.
Otherwise, enjoy--- you beautiful humans.
Introducing: Mercy and C.J.
"I'm sorry," I whispered and smashed my half-drunken lips into his.
I expected a protest of some sort, but to my surprise, he cupped my face and held his lips against mine. Pressing his body harder against me, feeling his muscles ripple with every movement. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, parting them, darting his tongue over mine.
And if I thought my need was strong when I had entered the bar, it was tripled now. The heat in my abdomen was rising, spreading want through my veins like a virus. Fogging my brain with nothing but desire. I couldn't think straight, I barely heard Neil scoff more and stumble away, calling me names under his breath. Swearing he'd get me back.
It wasn't until C.J. tangled his fingers in my hair, forcefully pulling my lips away from his that I could even open my eyes.
My body shook, breaths shakily falling from my parted lips. My legs feeling like I was standing in a pool of jello. The only force keeping me upright---was him.
"That was bold," his voice sinking low and raspy. His thumb tracing the side of my jaw, running across my bottom lip, dragging it against his thumb. His hungry eyes devouring me where I stood.
"But effective," I said through heavy breaths, my chest pressing into him. Heaving wildly against him, expecting him to pull away from me at any moment. Or lecture me or run away. But he just stared at me. With those stormy blue eyes, contemplating his next move. Deciding what he wanted.
I knew what I wanted.
His burning lips peppered kisses along my jawline. His body pressing harder into mine, pushing me back further into the brick wall. His fingers pulling the roots of my hair, bending my neck back further. I tried to hold back the moans in my throat, but the harder his teeth sunk into my flesh, the louder I got. I couldn't control myself anymore.
Not with him.
Updates coming sometime in August :).