Still holding on (Fell For The Bad One)
*THIS IS FELL FOR THE BAD ONE*( with an improvised title and cover, of course.)
He grabbed my wrist tight, making me turn towards him.
"What are you sorry for, huh? For finally giving me, what I wanted?" He practically screamed, with his hot breath nearing to my face, every heartbeat. He pushed me to the wall, and kissed the side of my lips.
"This is what I want. I want you close to me. I want your body pressed with mine. I want to be able to taste your lips, whenever I want. Your lips have a sense of their own, it seems to me. They seduce me like no other. I want you so bad, babe."
"Jasonnn." I moaned his name, as he kissed my neck and bit my soft spot.
"Ahh Christina... I've been waiting for my name to escape your lips. Moan for me, babe, but just for me. I just want to explore every part of your fucking beautiful body, and devour you with my mouth. I wanna make you wet the bed. I want to get you right, babe. I wanna fuck you right. I wanna do you, until your throat gets sour from screaming my name. Until the neighbours call the cops. I wanna wake up next to your divine, naked body and kiss your forehead, to distract you from the pain in your legs. Yes baby, you'll be incapable of walking, if I work you. I tried so hard, to not like you, but you just made me. Christina...I--" He whispered, with his forehead resting on mine, and his hands, locking mine, tightly to the wall. But I interrupted him.
"Then do it." I commanded.
WARNING : Contains many twists which can give you slight heart attacks. *Smirk*
**Contains slight language and mature content. **