Lie To Me

Chapter 2

Guys I didn't edit this so sorry in advance!!

Lyric O'Ryan

"Shittt" I hissed out, feeling the oh so familiar feeling of the great pleasure recking my body, loving the high of ecstasy that she helped me reach.

Everything about this state was welcomed with opened arms. I cherished them all, but the spasms and the clouded mind were my favorite. It made me forget about all the problems in the world, in my world and to just enjoy.

Sex was so addictive. Truly a drug of it's own that I was slowly, but surly becoming addicted to.

"Mmh" I moaned for the hundredth time that night but this time it ended with a satisfying sigh.

"You were so good baby." Angel whispered close to my ear after my body finally hits the silk covered bed again, and climbing on top of me.

"You were as good as you taste." She said, dramatically licking her lips, trying to get more of my juices into her mouth.

"Thank you." I laughed, holding on to her hips as her legs were on either side of my waist, while she laid the upper half of her bare chest on my just as equally naked one. Her soft coco brown skin made my sigh for how good it felt beneath my finger tips. After all that we been through, one would call me crazy for even being in the same presence as her. But, that's the thing. I am crazy and she is familiar. She helped me when I was down. In a way, it's hard to let her go as well.

"I love it when you're like this." She says, breaking the comfortable silent cocoon that was imaginarily placed around us. smiling up at me she began planting light kisses uponmy neck. All I can do is give her a small guilty smile in return.

That's the only part that I hate about our situation. What was supposed to only be meaningless enjoyment of each others bodies between us, always meant more to her.

And as much as she swore up and down that it didn't and that she just wanted to help me out as a friend, that look in her eyes always gave her away.

And seeing it at this very moment, made me feel like shit. Sighing, I gently untangle her body from mines and slide off the bed.

"Yah?" I questioned, quickly grabbing a clean pair of clothes and head toward my bathroom.

"Well I'm going to shower real quick, could you order some take out for us? I think I'm up for Jamaican." Without giving her a chance to reply, I quickly shut the door and lean against it.

God, why does my life have to be so shitty. It seemed like every little step that I take, just a tiny bit of progress and I get pushed down on my ass stumbling back twice.

Taking a deep breath, I turn the handle towards the extreme hot side making the room to cloud with steam.

Letting down my hair, I step into the shower wincing when the water touches my skin. It was hell, but I deserve it.

Growing up with the Devil, he made everything I did an excruciating task, from breathing to eating and wickedly enough, to showering.

I started to Scrub my body hard, causing my normally chocolate skin, to become redder than the hot water had already made it. I couldn't help but to laugh.