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   Chapter 14 Something In The Rain-Part VIII

Half Hope, Half Love By lily97000 Characters: 8183

Updated: 2019-06-07 03:46

The minute the words were out from my mouth, he removed his hand from my cheek. His green eyes darkened, black pearls of hues swiveling under them. Suddenly, he took my hands and pinned them above my head, pressing them harder against the wall. I bit my lips in pain, as he glided his long fingers along the length of my own, rather harder.

"What're you doing muhhh-" He pressed his hot lips against mine, opening his mouth, kissing them, nibbling them, licking them. His teeth rolled my lower lip and he sucked roughly on it.

I felt alarmed by his sudden actions but couldn't deny that my body was reaction otherwise to his ministrations.

My mind was in haze, his mouth moving like a lava on my lips, tasting them, gliding them, feasting on them.

When I got the nick of the situation, I tried to struggle against him, pushing him away with my free legs but he put his one leg in between my thighs and my eyes widened to feel the tightness in his pants, rubbing against my stomach.

His lips licked my lower lip for entrance, and I refused to grant him one. To show his anger, he pushed me harder against the wall, pressing his large hands harder over my fingers, interwining them with his own but I refused to give him what he wanted.

In a minute, he gripped both of my wrists with his one hand as he tilted my neck with his other free hand. His fingers glided down my neck towards my chest as he turned his hand around and trailed his knuckles over my heaving chest, making circles over my exposed cleavage.

I closed my eyes in pleasure feeling his hand down there and he broke the kiss to stare at my form.

"Don't be stubborn, Hazel. You know you want me." He whispered on my ear, taking his tongue out to lick the flesh behind my ear.

Yes I knew I wanted him. I always did. But did he want me as much as I wanted him?

He didn't. And he probably never would.

I didn't say anything as he started to kiss his way down my earlobe, my cheek bone, my jaw before tilting my neck to open his mouth and suck on my collarbone, making me whimper in response.

He darted his tongue out and licked my neck all the way down my cleavage. He pressed his lips in between the valley of my breasts, and I took a deep breath to stifle a moan.

"You're so pretty. So beautiful." I heard him say as he slid the strap of my dress down my shoulder, exposing my lacy red bra and I started to struggle against him to show him my discomfort.

He raised his head to look at me. "You don't want me to touch you?"

"You slept with Kiara, and she was my sister." I knew the truth that he didn't actually get to sleep with her but he didn't.

And that was equal to his own version of truth.

He frowned at my words. "I told you to shut up-"

"If you're kissing me just to forget my, sister, touching me just to forget her existence, if I'm just your rebound, if I'm just your toy, if you're just using me, then please tell me the whole truth instead of playing it cheesy with me." I said, swallowing the bile rising in my throat. "I'll understand you and your reasons. I'll try to, I promise."

He didn't say anything, just kept staring at me. "I know you're hurt by her. I know you're angry with her, I know you want to vent out your frustration on someone so if you'll just let me know why you are doing this to me, I'll try to help you out." I said, realising he left my hands free a long time ago.

With shaking fingers, I raised my right hand and put it on his cheek, rubbing the tips of my fingers gently along his flesh. He glanced at my fingers touching his cheek before he closed his eyes and leaned to my touch. "If I'm just a part of your revenge against my sister, if you want to sleep with me just because you couldn't-"

This made him open his eyes again and he grabbed my arms once again, anger flashing in his dark green orbs. "I warned you not to speak too much but you never listen!" He growled, before pinning my wrists against the wall, above my head, his open mouth pressing hard against my lips once again.

This time his lips were forceful, ho

t, moist, rough, greedy, demanding and caressing against mine. He didn't ask for permission this time, instead, he bit my lips hard, his teeth digging into my flesh, making me open my lips in pain but when I tried to close them again, he left my wrists to cup my cheeks, stroking them gently with his thumb.

I closed my eyes at the softness of his touch and he kissed me harder, pressing himself against me, the tightness in his pants growing by each passing minute.

His tongue glided out from his lips, licking my mouth before delving into my mouth, tasting and swallowing my saliva. When I still struggled against his dominance, he grabbed both of my shoulders roughly to put me in place while still tasting each and every corner of my mouth.

His tongue glided across my teeth and he sucked on my upper lip, before touching the tip of my tongue with his own.

We both moaned at the contact, I gripped his shoulders for support as he pulled my tongue out to suck on it gently. I lost my balance and slid down the wall slowly and he also slid down with me, on the ground, still kissing me hard.

I could feel his hands on my back, pulling me closer and closer till there was nothing left between us. He rubbed my bare thighs, with his palm, his hands roamed contiuously on my back, his kisses growing fervent and urgent as the clouds above us reverberated loudly in the ambiance, reminding us of the dangerous consequences of our deeds if we continued going any further.

But I didn't care anymore. I was already into him too much to ever come outside and push him away. His lips tasted heaven, and I could feel my mind raging with euphoria as our tongues battled for dominance.

My hands were clutching his hairs, my fingers roaming desperately across them, caressing them, pulling them, kissing him back as he pushed himself against me further. My legs slid around his waist in a sitting position, the urgency in my actions fueling his desires, as evident by the full erection now pressing tightly and painfully against my wet panties.

And then all of a sudden, I broke the kiss and he growled in disapproval. I put my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his neck as I could feel him staring at me in confusion.

"You didn't answer me." I said, as he wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me closer. I was now straddling his waist, my legs on either side of his waist. He ignored my question and attempted to kiss me again but I titled my head and put my chin on his shoulder, hugging him tightly.

"Do you really want me or I'm just your rebound?" I asked him again, feeling him kissing my neck.

"You said you'd help me forget her."

"So you're just using me?" I asked in annoyance, tilting my neck away from his lips.

"It's not called using when you know exactly why I need you. And I need you more than I should, Hazel. " He said, putting his hands under my dress to stroke my stomach while his other hand stroke my bare back, rubbing over the clasp of my bra.

I felt myself grew angry at his bold yet insensitive words. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He looked up at my face, stopping his ministrations, his fingers tugging at the clasp.

His dark green eyes, full of lust and desire, stared right into my soul as he gently rubbed my thigh with his thumbpad. "In other words, I want you for every reason in this world..." He kissed the valley of my breasts before sucking on my collarbone. "...other than love."

He unclasped my bra and its straps fell down my shoulder as I felt him caress my breasts from above my dress, feeling them, cupping them, pressing his palm harder against them.

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