Loving Lust, but Lusting Love (Open to title changes)

Meet Mathias Childs

She fucked him. 

He couldn't believe she fucked...how dare she? Stupid bitch!

He couldn't get the picture out of his head. Her legs parted and his ex-friend Trent just fucking pumping himself into her and she was just screaming his name asking for more... stupid bitch. 

Mathias couldn't understand why Sonya decided to screw him over like that. His mind was whirling and all he could think was; this is fucking disrespect. 

Mathias and Sonya had been together for a year and everyone thought they were just kind of perfect because well, Sonia was absolutely beautiful. Long raven locks, deep brown eyes with just the lightest sprinkling of gold flecks with perfect lips and richly deep mocha skin. All the guys may want Sonia but Mathias had her…at least twice every night. A fact he was extremely proud of until he realized that he wasn’t the only one sexing her.

But shit! He couldn’t get those sexy smoky slightly almond shaped eyes out of his head. But that was easier to deal with than getting the smell of her off of his bed. Damn!  

When he sees her again, he’s going to strangle her, yes!

Then make love to her.

Shit where did that thought come from? He didn’t want her anymore. Sonya is dead to me.

Mathias climbed into his all too empty king sized bed, ready to sleep.

***

He couldn't fall asleep. Over three hours had gone by and he couldn't sleep still. All he could think about was Sonya; her legs, her hair, sexy lips, perfect ass....tits. If he kept this up, he would go mental. 

Enough!

He got up and ripped off his silk boxers. While walking towards his bathroom, he grabs a plush white towel from his sleek, chrome towel rack and tosses it over his muscular shoulder. Mathias gets into his shower and can't decide if he should take a hot shower to relax his tense muscles or a cold shower to get rid of his large boner. 

Shit! God, it's all because of you Sonya.

He decided on the cold shower, even though he knew it was kind of useless. If he thought about Sonya and her perfect body, his boner would come back... He let the cold water run all over his body, cooling down his hot blood. He quickly got out of the shower, sliding the glass door he felt the cool white tiles under his barefeet and it calmed him down some. Clearing the fog from the mirror, Mathias takes quick inventory. His eyes have a slight hint of dark circles and he looked a little more tired than usual but he didn't look bad. His hazel eyes didn't have all the lightness they usually carried, instead there was a fierceness that he wasn't used to seeing and he knew he had to get Sonya back for this.