𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

twenty

i let him hold me for a bit before getting out of his grip, yeah i liked cuddling and all but number 1 i was sweaty and number 2 hes the enemy

i mange to get off the bed slowly, legs threatening to give up in any second, why was he so rough

not gonna lie- i wouldnt have wanted it any other way

i finally got off the bed and balance myself, attemoting to head towards the shower, but clay had other plans

his arm casually made their way around my waist and he pulled me back down

his head rested on my stomach and his hands wrapped around my waist tightly, "don't go" he says his voice low, raspy

"why" i say, my voice came out a lot differently, motherfucker really fucked up my throat

he looks up at me and smirks knowing that he was the reason my throat was sore, i push his head down to how it was just now.

"stay with me" he groans, one of his still wrapped around my waist while the other one travelled up under my skirt, his hand squeezed my bare hip

"i wanna shower" i say grabbing a hold of both his wrists, in an attempt to get their tight grip on me off

his grip on me just gets tighter, i swear the area hes holding is going to get bruised

"no" he whines

"clay" i say, my voice still fucked up

he laughs slightly, "i did good" he says, referring to my voice

"no fuck you, i fucking hate you for this" i say still trying to get him off me

"you know you don't hate me" he says looking up at me

"nah i think i do" i say

"it didn't look like you did when you begged for it" he says smirking

"i- fuck you" i say covering my face that was heating up and the flashbacks of what happened literally minutes ago

he really was good at it

he raises an eyebrow at me, "asking for round two already?" he asks sitting up, i take it as an opportunity to run into the shower

i get off the bed quickly, using things to balance myself when my legs try to give up, i hear clay laugh

i feel his presence behind me and i feel his hands wrap around my waist to help me balance myself

he walks me to the bathroom and lets me go and i lean on the doorframe looking towards the room as he stands infront of me

i look up at him and see him smiling down at me, "you sure you can handle the shower by yourself?" he pauses

"or do you need some help" he asks smirking

"i'll be find thank you very much" i say closing the door in his face as i put on some music

slipping out of my clothes, i feel the cold air hit me, a hot shower is all i need right now

i let the water heat up as i stare at myself in the mirror