Story Of My Life(Sequel Is Up!!)

Marks

He tightened his hold on me and that’s when I felt exactly where I was sitting. I could feel him, underneath me. I was so shocked that I didn’t realise when he tugged me and kissed my rather roughly but still keeping his hold on me with slight tenderness.

It was like he was punishing me with this kiss, I should be mad and angry that he doing this. I should pull away and not pull him closer and I should not be grinding on his hard member . But I just didn’t want to pull away.

This kiss started out rough but I enjoyed it, I liked him like this more than the rest. I felt wanted, this was the first time he was actually jealous at the thought of me kissing someone else. It felt so good yet it should not have been this amazing …right?

He pulled away and said in a deep and husky voice,

“Don’t ever lie to me again about you kissing someone”

I was surprised, how did he know I was lying. He must have understood what I was thinking because he said,

“I’ve known you forever Eva, I know exactly when you’re lying” he said lightly kissing the side of my forehead and moving lower down my neck. I felt hot and cold at the same time, I moved my neck giving him better access he kissed me further down my neck and started nibbling on it.

It was then I realised exactly what he was doing and pushed him away slightly and said a little mad,

“Hey…no marking me!”

He looked at my neck at smiled that arrogant smile  and said,

“Okay…”

I looked at him suspiciously and turned to look in the mirror and saw a pink bite mark on my neck, it was small but still visible nonetheless.

I looked back him furious, I didn’t like such marks. I was nobody’s possession to be branded like this,

‘Why the fuck would you do that? I don’t like such marks on any part of my body!’

Is what I should have said, Instead I got of his lap and didn’t look at him.

“Take me home” is all I said to him.

“Eva…”

“Just take me home!” I said ending the conversation.

He waited for a minute or two just staring at me, but I didn’t look at him no matter how badly I wanted to. He started driving again a little too fast, I peeked at him and he looked kind of mad.

I didn’t want him to be mad at me but I didn’t like to be marked either. I felt like one of those girls (SLUTS) in school, they would actually show it off when Damien would give them those marks.

I placed my hand on his trying to calm him down, hoping that he wouldn’t pull away. He didn’t do anything at first but then intertwined our hands and calmed down.

We finally reached my house and neither of us got out of the car. Damien was still holding my hand when he pulled it closer and placed a soft, warm kiss on the back of my hand and said,

“Sorry…I dint know you would get this angry about it” He said making me sigh internally. He was so sweet, he actually understood me.

“Next time I’ll give it in a place where no one can see it…” he said playfully and started laughing at my pissed off look.

I pulled away and hit his arm hard, yet I couldn’t stop the smile that made its way on my face, don’t judge me his smile is contagious. I can try to be mad at him, but it’s all in vain. I just loved him too much to be mad at him.

“I have to go now…I’ll see you tomorrow?” I asked him a little anxious.

He didn’t say anything he just pulled me gently and kissed me. It was a small kiss, but it still made me lightheaded.

“Yes…I’ll see you tomorrow” he said huskily.

I needed to leave right now or I would never leave.

 I dint want to do anything stupid right now at the end of this perfect date.

He got out of the car and opened my door for me, we walked till my door. We just stood there staring at each other having nothing to say.

“Okay I should get inside now” I said to Damien and still not making a move.

“Yeah you should” he said and dint move either.’

“Yeah you should!” said none other than my dad holding the door open.

I was so embarrassed and shocked that I stood frozen.

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