87. -Art & Fiat-

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-Art-


-Present-

I stare down at my bedsheet and draw invisible stars with my finger.

Fiat puts his fingers under my chin and lifts my head to look at him.

"Are you still angry with me?" He asks as his eyes dart across my face.

I frown and pout at him.
"Yes, you are a colossal dickhead."

He leans in and kisses me softly.

He pulls away, "That's ok, but you're still not allowed to hate me more than you love me."

He moves over as he pushes me to lay flat. He pins me and looks down at me.

I stare up at him.

"I love you." He whispers as he kisses me.

His hands glide up my body and in response every hair on my body reaches for him.

He kisses me deeper and deeper and my whole body breaks out in goosebumps.

Without thought, my fingers reach for his hair. Instantly I'm overtaken, forgetting anything that isn't him.

Fiat breaks the kiss and nuzzles his nose into my neck. He holds me tighter and inhales me.

He groans, and the sound is irresistible.

I silently plead for more.

"You're driving me crazy." He groans.

"Then fuck me, now."

"We shouldn't." He says into my neck.

"Don't think. Just do it." I say as my hands glide between us to find his arousal.

I grasp him and he groans.

I stroke him slowly his dick quickly hardens further in my hand.

Slowly his hips start to move to my pace.

Fuck, this is too much. I want him so badly it aches.

"Just the tip," I say breathlessly.

He groans again, "That is a myth. There is no such thing that never works out."

"Really. Just do it a little."

Fiat growls and desire slithers up my spine.

Without warning, he pushes himself up onto his arms and looks down at me.
"You are not helping."

I grasp him tighter and stroke him faster.
"I told you I wouldn't."

"Seducer."

"Tease."

"Villain"

"Psycho."

"I'll show you psycho." He growls as he quickly shuffles away from me.

"Open your legs." He demands

I quickly do as I'm told.

He kneels between my legs and lowers himself to lay flat.

He licks at me, this time I don't flinch from him.

He suddenly stops and quickly grabs my hip.

Immediately, my heart starts to race out of beat. He roughly rolls my hip up off the bed so I partially am on my side.

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