. HARRY
I stopped my car in her driveway and after turning the car off, hopped off to go and see her.
I fucked up so bad and I had been hitting myself for that for the past hours that she left the hospital and I had to go home. I feel terrible. I feel so bad that I just want to shoot myself and die.
I literally want to die.
I don't know how she feels about me now. She must really hate me. I'm so fucking stupid. I always have been.
But hitting her was not something I wanted to do. She was all over me and I just wanted to make her back off so I could hit him better.
But then again I feel awful because he was innocent too.
I rubbed my face out of anger for myself and then knocked on the door.
I pressed my ears to the door and only heard the music that was playing pretty loudly inside. What is she doing?
I opened the door easily seeing it was unlocked. And when I did the music got louder and louder as I neared the living room.
"It just takes some time,
Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything, everything will be just fine,
Everything, everything will be alright, alright." She sang at the top of her lungs, dancing carelessly on the table with an almost empty bottle of wine in her hand. She flipped her head around as she took a sip.
I love the sight in front of me.
"Oh hey Harry." She turned towards me. Her eye make up smudged and ran down under her eyes showing that she had cried and it had dried, her hair messy with the small cut I made on her bottom lip making me fucking mad about myself even more at what I did.
"What are you doing here?" She asked with a seductive voice and smile as her hand ran down my chest.
"Elliana what happened? How much wine did you drink?" I asked, looking at her eyes in bewilderment.
"Ugh I don't know! Is that the first thing that popped in your head when you saw me now after busting my lip open?" She said a bit loudly and with pushing me back, she turned around.
"You... you are right. I'm sorry. I was just worried--"
"This is my second one... shhhhh..." she lowly whispered, putting her finger on her mouth as she motioned to talk lowly while laughing to herself. Boy she is so drunk.
"Jesus...." I said and put my head in my hands. I could already feel tears brimming in my eyes knowing I'm the reason for all this chaos and that's not a good thing.
"C'mon Harry. Sit down lets have a bit of chitchat." She said falling down hard on the sofa and patting her side like her whole body doesn't ache from that.
"Sure baby." I wiped the tears away and sat down.
"Luke says I talk a lot when I'm drunk and that he thinks it's cute." She said scrunching her face up with the cutest smile.
"It is princess. It is." I chuckled and put my hand around her neck as she laid her head on it.
"Elliana baby I'm so sorry. For what I did back then. It wasn't what I wanted to do and It wasn't supposed to happen and honestly I'm so tired of fucking up and apologizing. I know you are way more tired and I'm sorry." I said and stroked her soft blonde hair.
"It's fine. Not the first time I've been hit right?" She said referring to her father as she laughed, going to take another sip when I harshly grabbed the bottle from her hand.
"Don't ever joke about that." I said with greeted teeth.
"Ok. I'm sorry."
"He has changed so much and he is a really better person now." I said and regretted it the next moment. She isn't supposed to know about him like this.
"Really? He is a better person now?" She said with a sarcastic chuckle.
"Yeah. I shouldn't be saying it like this because he wanted you to know--"
"Knock knock." She interrupted.
"Who's... there?"
"Harry." She said looking up at me.
"Harry who?" I asked, waiting patiently for her answer.
"Harry, the liar!" She said, with her eyebrows high up, serious.
"I'm not lying. You will meet him and you will see yourself." I said, patting her shoulder.
She suddenly got up and pulled her shirt off leaving her bare with only her bra on and shorts.
"What are you doing?" I asked and sat up straight, eyes wide. What the hell?
"I'm undressing because I want to do it now." She said and bit her lip in the most arousing way. But I shouldn't be thinking that. She is drunk. I shouldn't take advantage.
"Fuck me please." She whispered after she took her shorts off, being left in her underwear as she climbed up my lap making a huge bulge form on my pants already.
Fuck.
Slow breathes left my mouth as she started grinding on me. "Holy... fuck..." I whispered under my breath.
"Don't do this please. You are drunk and you won't remember this tomorrow and think I took advantage--"
She put her finger on my mouth shushing me and then pressed her lips to mine as she continued grinding.
My breath hitched in my throat and my mind went blank. This was too much for my horny self. I love her too fucking much that when she does this to me I am already on edge.
"Fuck yes doll..."
"I love you Daddy..." she whispered between the kisses.
"What?"
"I. Love. You. Daddy." She paused kissing and looked me in the eye as she grabbed my face in her small palms and said every single word.
I put my hand on hers and squeezed. I fucking love this feeling. I fucking love her. But I know sober her won't say it to me this freely or maybe ever.
"Let's go to the bedroom." I whispered on her lips.
"Why a bed when we have a table right here?"
That just made me want to fuck her until her legs go numb.
I pushed her on the table, laying on her stomach, she spread her thighs making me see how wet she is.
"Fuck baby girl." I whispered more to myself.
I grabbed both her wrists in one hand and pulled my pants down with the other. My cock sprung free, begging to touch her wet slit.
I pulled her white cotton panties down, already hearing small moans leaving her mouth.
I pressed my cock to her entrance and with one swift move, I was inside her.
"Ugh! Daddy!" She screamed making me even more aroused.
I squeezed her wrists even more, moving in and out of her as her head was pressed against the wooden table.
"Do you like that my baby girl?"
"Yes! Yes so much!" She moaned loudly.
I could feel her clench around me indicating she was ready to cum so I picked up my pace.
The sound of her buttcheeks slamming to my thighs filled the house and it was the sweetest thing my ears have ever heard.
"Oh yes daddy! Deeper!!" She moaned again making me slap her ass and tug harder at her wrists.
"Oh fuck doll you feel so good!" I moaned and with one last hard slam we both reached our high and slowed down.
.....
"Daddy that felt so good." She said as her naked body laid on mine and heavy breathes were heard.
"Yes doll. It did." I said and pushed away sweaty strands of hair away from her forehead. The moment was like being in paradise. Nothing and I mean nothing would feel as good as that felt. As the way she feels against me. Holy shit.
She sat up on me, her core pressed against my stomach as she stared down at me. She was still drunk.
I stared up at her and something caught my eye.
"What is that?" I referred to the very vague birthmark under her left boob.
"What?" She asked and tried looking at where I was looking.
"It's a birthmark." She added.
"Yeah I know. It's just weird how I hadn't noticed that." I said and frowned.
"Yeah it was really vague and now that years have passed it's more visible." She said and smiled.
"Stop frowning so much." She said, her soft gentle touch slowly opening and working their way through the wrinkles.
"You are so beautiful." I said and stared at her naked body that was on top of me and glanced at the birthmark.
"You know what they say? That birthmarks are actually the place you got hit or stabbed or something like that in your past life that lead to death. So maybe someone stabs me or shoots me here and I die. I don't know." She said with a small chuckle and touched the birthmark.
"Don't ever say that. You won't die like that. I won't let that happen. Because we're gonna get old and die together." I said with a smile and stroked her hair, lightly kissing the birthmark.
"I love you." I said and gently kissed her hand.
"I love you too."