'I just love some misinterpretations.' ~ Thunder.
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Lylas' POV:
"Hey trouble." Ryan said with a smirk as he came up to me. It was after school and I was getting ready to go and see Luca. I was happy that as spoken he didn't bother me in class when I slept today.
"Hey what's up?" I smiled and he stood before me not saying anything.
Ryan just looked at me making me grow confused. My eyes widen when I felt his lips against mines. Immediately pulling back his hands went to my face where he pulled me in once again. His lips moved against mines and I found myself frozen in place. Pushing him off I just stared at him in bewilderment when all I wanted to do was scream at him and slap him.
"What the hell are you doing?!" My eyes frantically searched the surrounding areas before they stopped when they locked with a pair of eyes I definitely didn't want seeing what had just happened.
He looked so angry and disappointed at the same time. Luca looked down at my hand and I noticed I didn't have my ring on.
Shit!
I had taken it off to shower but I was rushing so I forgot. Being hungover and rushing didn't mix well. That look didn't last long though, he looked so unbothered as if he didn't care seconds later. His eyes looked towards Ms.Ortega and he smiled sweetly at her as she hooked her arm in his and they proceeded to walk past us. He even laughed at something she fucking said; ugh that prick! I turned my gaze back to Ryan who was just looking at me.
"I should go, I have my session in a bit." I spoke slightly out of it.
"I'll walk you."
"There's no need rea—"
"Come I insist." Ryan smiled and held my hand in his as we walked to Mr.Greys office.
We now stood in front of his office door and Ryan took both of my hands in his and held them rather tightly as we faced each other.
"You're so pretty Lyla..." he smiled and I wanted to pull away so badly.
"We should talk about before...." awkwardly I spoke.
"I thought we were official?"
"W-huh?" When the hell was this? I told him I didn't want to be more than friends.
"We can talk later, I'll come and get you after your session, yeah?"
"Uh....sure..." definitely didn't know what the hell to even tell him.
"Bye trouble." He kissed my lips and just then I heard someone clear their throat from behind us.
Ms.Ortega and Mr.Grey stood there making me instantly pull back once again. God him and his timing are always just so....impecable aren't they.
"I rather not see such affection displayed before me." He said coldly as he walked towards the door making us both move.
"I'll see you tonight Mr.Grey." Ms.Ortega said making my heart ache slightly. Tonight? What's happening tonight? Weren't we supposed to spend the night together?
I bit my tongue to hold back my anger and sadness.
"I'll see you after your session alright?" Ryan smiled as he spoke.
"Uh sure." I smiled awkwardly and he kissed my cheek before leaving. Ms.Ortega also went on and now it was just me and him now alone in his office.
"What's tonight?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest. Can't believe I liked the jackass.
"Nothing that concerns you, sit down and take your books out, let's get this over with." Why is he being extra rude? I should be mad!
"No, what's tonight?" Further I pushed.
"If you don't want to study then get out." Bastard!
"Screw you!"
"How about you go screw your boyfriend, he might still be out there." He said as he grabbed his phone and started typing on it after sitting in his chair. Is he serious?!
I walked up to him and grabbed the phone from his hands making him angry.
"Lyla give me the damn phone." He said in a murderous tone but I didn't care. Glancing at it my eyes saw that he was in the middle of texting Sasha.
"Sasha? Seriously?! God you're such a fucking man whore." Throwing the phone at his chest and storming off I froze when he spoke. I was currently holding onto the doorknob ready to walk out but he just loved to play games.
"I'm a whore?"
"That's what I fucking said." I faced him and crossed my arms once again.
"Aren't you the one fucking me yet you have a boyfriend?" Boyfriend? That's you idiot! Well we're not official but still!
"He's not my boyfriend." Jealous much.
"You two looked rather cozy in the halls; and in front of my office as well if my memory serves me right." God you're blind.
"He kissed me not the other way around."
"Well word around is that you two are dating so there's that."
"Well we're not! What kind of person do you think I am?!"
"One who toys with men's feelings could be said. If you're not dating why let him kiss you? That's leading him on which means you're playing with him." That bored look plastered itself on his face pissing me off further.
"I'm not playing with him! And you're one to fucking talk! Isn't Sasha desperately trying to fuck you? And Ms.Ortega? What did she say? See you tonight? God you're such a fucking whore."
"Don't call me that."
"Whore! Whore! Whore! What the fuck are you going to do about it?!"
Before I could comprehend what was happening I was pressed up against the door with his lips on mines along with his hands wrapped around my neck pulling me into him. Placing my hands in his hair I pulled him in smashing our lips further together. I moaned into his lips as we roughly kissed. Our lips danced together as I allowed his tongue access into my mouth where he claimed every area there was.
A hand of mines went and locked the door knowing this was heading in a direction we didn't want anyone seeing. Luca's hands went to the back of my thighs lifting me up as his lips started claiming my neck. Shrugging my bag off and throwing it somewhere in the room I pulled on his hair enjoying his sucking and kissing on my neck. The idiot was marking me up.
Luca sat me down on his desk and claimed my lips hungrily once again as he took my blazer off along with loosening my tie. I did the same to him and both of our hands went on each others tops undoing the buttons as fast as we could. Once I was in my bra and he was with his shirt open he laid me down as he gripped my waist making me moan into his mouth.
Luca slid my skirt up and pulled my shorts and underwear down which I kicked off when they hit my ankles along with my shoes. He aggressively gripped my thighs and then waist as he kissed down my body claiming every inch of me as I slowly laid down. His hands pulled me closer to the edge of the desk making me prop myself up on my elbows enjoying the sight of him in between my thighs on his knees for me.
"Has he touched you before?" Huskily Luca asked. I bit my lip shaking my head no before grabbing his hair with one hand and throwing my head back when he started to devour me like a starving man.
"Keep it that way." His possessive side was showing making me grow more aroused.
"Shit!" I cried out when I felt him slip two fingers into me and started to stroke them into me.
"Luca...oh my god fuck!" He angrily and passionately ate me out letting me know that no other man can have me other than him.
I laid down flat and arched my back feeling myself start to clench. Fucking hell!
"L-Luca!" I cried out as I tightened my grip on his hair and grabbed the edge of the desk.
"Shit!" I arched further and threw my head back as I clenched tightly and I came undone under his touch.
"Stop being loud before someone hears you." He warned as he came up and kissed me.
"Shut up and fuck me you whore." I panted out. He smirked undoing his pants quickly and sliding into me.
"F—!" his lips attached to mines shutting me up before I could scream.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" I lowly cried out feeling him inside of me not slowing down.
"Fuck Lyla!" He panted making me clench slightly.
"Fuck Luca!" I cried out before kissing him. He pulled back to his full hight and gripped my waist. Luca started pounding into me making me feel his strokes in my chest. He's the definition of rearranging guts at this point.
"Lu-shit!" I grabbed the edge of the desk arching myself as I felt my orgasm growing. My eyes started to roll back as the sound of our bodies connecting and my wetness made all my senses fly out the window. I placed a hand on his abdomen which he slapped away and fucked me harder. The desk under me was soaking wet.
"Luca!" I cried out gripping the edge of the desk tighter as I slightly quivered with each hard thrust along with my toes curling.
"Stop screaming." He panted before doing it even harder.
"Prick!"
"I'm a whore right? So I'll just fuck you like I'm one." I covered my mouth muffling my screams as he gripped my thighs pounding harder. Luca started grunting and groaning panting out all the compliments that he knew got me going.
"L-fuck!" I shouted but luckily it was muffled. I clenched and he grunted knowing I was close.
"I'm gonna come!" I threw my head back arching further as I came once again quivering along the way. Luca slowed down slightly as I laid there breathless.
I was panting and breathing heavily out of breath but he wasn't done with me. A hand went to my nape pulling my body up off the desk. Our sweaty bodies were now pressed together as he claimed my lips and started pounding into me again. One hand on the small of my back holding me up as the other went to my hair pulling my head back. I wrapped one of my legs around his hip and the other was over the arm he had on my back spreading me widely for him.
I gripped the edge of the desk as my eyes rolled back into my skull enjoying his lips on my neck and his fucking.
"Fucking hell..."
"Touch yourself Lyla."
"No." I whimpered out. He fucked me harder and I whimpered some more before obeying him.
"Good girl.." he teased in my ear making tears brim my eyes from pleasure. My clit was so sensitive that I immediately started clenching again.
"Luca I-god!" I cried out feeling my legs quiver again.
"Keep doing it." Luca panted out.
"I—" fucking hell I hate him!
I massaged my clit at his stroking pace and placed a hand on his nape pulling him in and connecting our lips.
"I'm gonna come!" I cried out against his lips as I shut my eyes. Our bodies were close together as he rested his forehead onto mines.
"Look into my eyes.." opening my eyes I felt mines slightly close as I unraveled one time under his intense stare. My vision slightly blurred. The both of us panting making our breaths mix together was driving me nuts. He claimed my lips before pulling back. My legs were jelly but he didn't give a fuck and pulled out then pulled me off the desk and bent me over it.
"Fuck!" He slammed into me as he started fucking me making my body jerk forwards with each hard stroke.
"Keep it down Lyla." I nodded and placed a hand over my mouth to muffle my moan.
"W-wait...I—" Luca had placed one of my legs up on the desk making more of his length go inside of me which clearly was now making me not being able to speak or think.
"Luca..." he came down and grabbed my neck pulling me up with him as he fucked me and smacked my ass.
"Shut up and be a good girl Lyla..." why did that turn me on?!
I place a hand on his abdomen to slow him down but he didn't appreciate it and started stroking harder into me as he removed my hand.
"L-Luca...shit! It's-it's too big wai..shit!" I could feel myself clenching to come once again. His hand that was on my ass spread it open further so he could go deeper making me cry out in pleasure.
"Fuck you're so tight Lyla..."
"Shit your clenching...are you going to be a good girl and come for me Lyla?" I whimpered nodding eagerly.
"Fuck you're going to make me come if you keep clenching like that..."
"Fuck Lyla stop doing that..." Luca started whimpering as his length twitched inside of me as I purposefully clenched though I was truly near.
"I'm gonna come! I'm gonna c-fuck!" I cried out feeling my whole body quiver. Luca let me fall onto the desk before grabbing my waist with the hand that was once on my neck.
I looked back just in time to see his face twist up in pleasure and his head go back. He let out a sound from the back of his throat as he came and delivered one last hard stroke. Looking at him finished made me come a little more. He looked so fucking good.
Lucas body collapsed onto mines before he placed a kiss on my nape sending shivers down my spine. My body was so weak after finishing so much he had to lift me from the desk and we laid in each others arms on his sofa. Both sweaty and out of breath feeling drained from such an intense fuck session.
I wouldn't mind angry sex more often.
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I want some angry sex too🤧. Lyla you lucky bitch😭.
Xoxo,
~Thunder~
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