He grinned a devious smile and shut the door. I climbed in the shower and just stood there trying to recover from what just happened. So many emotions ran through me. I was utterly confused. I didn’t know what to feel. Happy? Excited?Violated?
I stepped out and put a towel around me realizing I had no clean clothes. I slowly opened the door and peeked out. I couldn’t see Brian so I opened it a little further. He was sitting on the couch smoking, as usually. There was a book sitting in his lap and his eyes drifted towards me.
“Yeah?”
“Umm, could I have something clean to wear?”
“I think you look fine in that.” He smirked.
I rolled my eyes as he went to the dresser and pulled out a shirt. His eyes wandered down my legs and then stopped on my chest. He smiled finally looking at my face.
“Just a shirt?” I raised an eyebrow.
“I like your legs.”
“Can I have some pants please?”
He wrinkled his nose and shook his head.
“Nah.”
“Please?”
“Nope.”
He stood starring at me.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed for the shirt which of course he had to make difficult by pulling it back.
“Sure he want it?”
“Yes.”
“What do I get out of it?”
“I won’t give you a hard time.” I smiled shyly.
“You couldn’t if you tried.” He said, giving me the shirt.
I slipped on the shirt which thankfully was long on me and towel dried my hair. As I walked into the bedroom his eyes lifted from the book to my legs again. I sat on the end of the bed and ran my fingers through my hair trying to detangle it. He closed the book and sat it beside, standing up and making his way to the bed. I shifted a little as he sat close to me. His fingers traced up my leg stopping at the inside of my thigh. I shivered and stood up quickly and stood against the wall.
“Stop doing that.”
“What am I doing?”
He stood up and snaked his hands around my waist.
“Hmm?” he raised an eyebrow.
I looked away.
“Tell me. Tell me what I’m doing.”
I said nothing.
“Making you nervous? I knew that. Wanting me to fuck you? I knew that too.”
He leaned down and kissed me roughly with the grip of his hands tightening on my hips.
The next thing I knew I was on the bed with him hovering over me kissing me even rougher than before. His hand ran down my leg stopping at my hip and pulling my leg around his waist. I could feel heat radiating between my legs and something hard against my thigh. Suddenly he shoved two fingers in me and moved it in and out fast. I gasped releasing his mouth. He pumped my hand even faster as he stretched me out.
I felt a burning in my stomach and I knew I was close. He pulled his fingers out of me and my eyes shot open.
“Wha..?” I whimpered.
He smirked and unzipped his pants and wriggling out of them and then taking off his shirt.
“Wait..i..”
“Can’t? Or won’t?”
“I…”
“I know you want to but for some reason you’re scared.”
We sat there for a moment until I finally spoke.
“I don’t want to if you’re just going to ditch me after or have no feelings towards me at all. I respect myself a little more than that.’
“Who said I’m going to ditch you?”
“I..I don’t know but I could see if happening.”
“Well you belong to me so I’d be more worried about you ditching me.”
There was softness in his eyes as he spoke.
“You don’t have feelings toward me either…”
He sighed and got off me and walked out of the room.