Poisonous ( MATURE)

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Chapter Seventeen


His kiss was pleasuring and I felt myself drowned in it, I stopped, coming back to reality. He was using me.

I broke the kiss and backed up, rubbing my arms as I crossed them and stared down at the floor. I felt his gaze on me, his stare was so powerful that it made you want to dig a hole in the ground and never come out.

His eyes watched me closely like a predator,

“ So you have decided you won’t cheat on your so called boyfriend?” He asked with amusement, I looked up and said,

“ Please leave.” He laughed, truth to be told, all of this was a lie, me dating Tyler and everything, I just wanted him to leave but the truth could surely not be hidden from him,

“ What’s the hurry Bambola, I have yet to have you.” He said as he walked towards me, I backed up but he grabbed my arm, pulling me to him,

“ And if you won’t give it to me willingly, I will just have to take it forcefully like the previous times.” He said as he grabbed my hips, pulling my shirt up in the process, and squeezed them, I moaned while closing my eyes, I felt his warm breath on my earlobe,

“ And yet you try to hide your feelings, you want me too, stop denying it Bambola.” He said and picked me up like a baby, not letting me talk back.

He laid me down on the couch and his lips made contact with my skin, I moaned while closing my eyes.

He intertwined our fingers as his teeth grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up, our eyes locked. He took off my shirt by using his hands now. I got up and we sat on the couch, he slowly wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him, attacking my neck and biting on it.

His hand went inside my underwear, he started to massage my womanhood while sucking on my neck. I moaned and wrapped my hands around his neck. Without knowing when and how, we both were naked.

He pushed me down on the sofa and stayed on top of me. His hand fastened it’s pace and I felt myself close. I moaned loudly as I released on his finger, he pulled out and placed his finger in my mouth, I licked his finger and he watched.

He tore my panties and spreaded my legs, losing control. He pulled down his pants and boxers and entered me. I closed my eyes, no matter how many times we did it, I still felt pain.

He started to thrust inside me fast and strongly, his hand grabbed a fistful of my hair and he thrusted deeper inside me.

We cummed together and he placed his forehead on mine, I was panting. He caressed my face, I felt us lost in each other’s eyes.

We didn’t said anything, it was silent.

He got up and wore his boxers, I turned my head away from him. He was leaving, I thought. I was surprised when he wrapped his arms around my back and legs, he held me bridal style and stared at me,

“ Your bedroom Bambola.” He asked and I stared before snapping out of it and saying,

“ The one on the left side of the hall.” He started to walk towards my bedroom and I stared at him, his jawline was sharp,

“ I thought you were leaving.” I mumbled and he chuckled as we entered my bedroom,

“ Don’t think a lot my little Bambola, you might hurt yourself.” He said as he laid me on the bed, he laid besides me and wrapped his arm around my waist before nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck, he inhaled my scent and I felt his muscles relaxed.

We slowly fell asleep in each other’s embrace. His embrace was comforting and warm, something that he could never be.

Next Day

I got up feeling someone kissing my neck and tightening their hold on my waist, pulling me close and leaving no space between us.

When I opened my eyes, I met up with a pair of blue eyes that shone brightly, his hair was messy and the sun rays hit him through the window, making his hair and skin shine. He was exquisite.

He continued to suck on my neck and I moaned, pushing my head back. He intertwined our fingers and applied more pressure on his current assault.

He stopped and removed his lips from my skin, leaving me feeling empty. He smirked and placed his head in the palm of his hand as he placed his elbow on the pillow and stared at me.

I blushed and stared back at him,

“ Morning.” He said, he seemed to be in a really good mood,

“ Morning.” I said and he slowly leaned in and kissed me, I kissed him back.

Why did I feel like we were meant to be? Why did I feel like I wanted to wake up every single morning next to him and wanted him to shower me with love and kisses? I admit that he was a confusing and mysterious man but my heart was worse, I would never know why I feel like this for a person like him.

After we took a bath together, Zac dressed up in his previous clothes and I wore my sweatshirt and sweatpants since it was weekend and I had nothing to do.

He pulled me to him and pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear,

“ I will see you soon.” He said and I stared at him, deep down I felt excited at the thought of seeing him again although I denied my emotion on the surface,

“ Bye.” I said to him and he pulled me in for a kiss.

We broke the kiss and he caressed my face, he left the dorm without a second word and I was left all alone.

“Why are you playing with my heart, Zac?” I said to myself, I played with the strand of hair that he touched.

Our feelings were fuckin’ twisted, just like us.

To Be Continued


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