The Twisted Truth (Editing)

55 - Take the pain away

And Alex might be doing the craziest things right now.

I didn't know what to do.

Usually I would meet someone to tell me what to do. Or to comfort me.

Maybe Camille. Or even Dante. But right now? Everyone needed someone.

I had to get over this myself.

I didn't know when it happened but I cried myself to sleep on the couch when I got home.

I woke up the next morning and made up my mind.

I was gonna see Dante.

They say the best way to conquer your fear is to face it.

I stood up from the couch, took a bath, wore some clothes and drove to his place.

I didn't know if he was there or not but I drove in either ways.

I saw him the moment I went in.

He was shirtless, wearing only his black joggers.

He looked at me and didn't say a word.

I had a serious face on.

I thought it up till this moment but I had no idea what to do next.

I walked to him and we were very close.

He stated down at me as I looked up at him.

We were clearly the most insane people after what we did next.

We started kissing like nothing was going on.

I could feel his pain and he felt mine.

It was like we ate eachother's sorrows away.

We weren't gentle.

We explored eachother not wasting a second in tasting every inch of ourselves.

He deepened the kiss and I responded the same.

In seconds we were both naked. He carried me up and walked to the kitchen before he set me on the counter in the middle.

He kissed me all over my body as my breath hardened.

My legs were wrapped around him and I could feel him in between me. I loved the heat between us.

He touched me everywhere.

He pushed me down and held me by my waist, trailed kisses along my body before his face reached my clit.

I couldn't believe the sensation. I moaned loudly and he dug deeper as his hands explore my upper body.

He gave me pleasure everywhere.

I didn't want him to stop and I wanted more.

He stopped his movements and clashed his lips into mine again.

He moved from my lips to the tip of my chest and gave me intense pleasure.

I dug my hands deep into his hair.