<b>Chapter </b><b>29 </b>
Addison
“You want me, don’t you?” The words were whispered against my throat as I was being lifted up and down over arge, throbbing cock. I was gasping, breathless and unable to think of anything else aside from how good this feels.
“No!” I cried out, feeling utterly wrecked when arge hand wrapped around my throat, pinning me into the sheets and then fucking into me hard till I screamed.
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“You little liar. You say that, yet your hungry cunt is squeezing my <i>cock </i>to death.” Zane’s voice dripped into my ear like warm oil, and with a startled gasp, I jolted awake, breathing hard as I sat up.
What the fuck was that droom?
My head was pounding, I was breathing hard, what was worst was that the dream had felt so real, that u almost tasted it in my tongue. I felt so horrified right now to have a dream of something like
that, and also confused cause I didn’t know what that meant.
I nced sideways, my eyes falling on Zane’s body as he slept, his chest rising and falling gently, and he looked even more breathtaking in his sleep right now, but still as dangerous, like one touch would
leave one scorched.
I turned away from the sight while reminding myself to calm down. The dream meant nothing, it was just probably because of the entire day we spent together. This is the exact reason why I wanted to put an end to those touches he kept giving me, so I had a feeling it could lead to me fixating on them, and it already seemed like I was doing just that.
However, as I got into the bathroom and sshed water over myself, I reminded myself it meant nothing. It was just a stupid dream, which was probably prompted from us cuddling. It doesn’t mean I’m falling for him or anything equally ridiculous, because I was certain that I was still very much in
love with Marco.
I turned and excited the bathroom, then I exited the room without a nce in the direction of the bed. It felt like I needed some water to clear my head, and a little space to think. On arriving at the end of the stairs, my eyesnded on Marco, who was sitting by the corner of the stairs, right there on the floor, resting against the wall there.
My eyes widened in confusion, Wasn’t he supposed to be in bed now? He was even still in clothes fromst night.
“Are you alright, Marco?” I asked as I rounded the corner to face him. He had a dejected expression on
when he nced up at me, and there was so much sadness in his eyes that before I could stop myself, I was dropping down beside him and pulling him into my arms.
His hands came around my waist, holding me against him as he rested his head against my shoulder and broke down. I didn’t know what was wrong or why he was crying, but he was seekingfort from me right now instead of shoving me away from disgust after what he witnessed back at the party, so I felt relieved, happy and over the moon. My heart kept fluttering against my ribs as I ran my fingers through his hair and tried to get him to stop crying.
After about thirty minutes he finally stopped crying but still didn’t let go of me, and my heartbeat was
all over the ce, while I was trying but failing to rest into this too much. <i>Does </i>this mean he wants
me? He desired me? What does this mean!!
When he pulled away a little to stare into my eyes, my heart hammered in my chest from nervousness.
“What happened?” I forced those words out, when in reality, I wished I could just lean close and kiss him, and that he’ll ept the kiss and deepen it instead of shoving me away. I’ve never been bold
enough to try that, but right now, I’m feeling really tempted to.
“Nothing important, I guess I was just in my feelings?” He responded with a chuckle, his arms still firmly wrapped around my waist.
I pursed my lips. “And where’s Aisha when you clearly need her?” I couldn’t stop myself from snipping.
“Asleep. I didn’t want to disturb her.” He responded and at once, I felt irritated to my bones.
desperately wanted to tell him that she didn’t deserve him and that she definitely wanted to get into Zane’s pants, but I forced those words down…
In the next few moments, I slowly remembered Zane’s suggestions, to not spend private moments like this with him, but being in his arms feels so perfect, like I belong right here, and I couldn’t find the will
power to pull away.
“Are you sure it’s nothing important?” I asked and he hummed before he dropped his hands from my waist and I felt a huge feeling of disappointment settle over my entire body.
He leaned back and regarded me slowly before speaking.
“You’ve changed, Addison.” He stated and I frowned in confusion.
“Me? How?”
He chuckled, the sound bitter and t. “A lot of things which you’d never allow, you let it fly with Zane. I’d bring with Zane enough for you to lose all your self worth and morals?” He continued and my cheeks darkened as my stomach tightened with nervousness.
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“At the party tonight, he definitely fingered you. Don’t bother lying, I could figure out what was happening by your facial expressions and im certain a lot of people did too.” He continued and I felt myself grow more embarrassed.
I let out an exhale, unsure of what to say.
“You aren’t gonna say anything?” He demanded, sounding angry and I sighed, pushing my hair away
from my face.
“I guess I’m just starting to step out of myfort zone, and Zane doesn’t force me to do anything.”
He scowled this time before gritting out. “He’s gonna hurt you. He’s just having fun, that’s all he cares
about. Fun, fun, fun.”
I pursed my lips, still unsure of what say in response that wouldn’t reveal that my rtionship with
Zane wasn’t real.
When I remained silent, he got to his feet and held a hand out to me.
“Let’s share a drink together, for old times sake.”
My heart jumped into my throat, and I knew that I should instantly reject the offer. I’ve spent way too much time with him already despite promising Zanest night that I’ll never do this again.
“But…” the <i>excuse </i>I nned to say died in my throat when he blinked those brown eyes at me, which were my utter weakness and undoing.
“Just one drink, then that’s it.”
I let out a sigh, knowing that I’d be unable to refuse anymore. I slipped my hand into his, my heart fluttering as he pulled me up and led me towards the area of the bar, and after grabbing two cups and a bottle of whiskey, we sat by the kitchen ind and he poured us a ss each.
He tapped the ind as he sipped his drink, and for the life of me, I struggled not to openly lust over him. The fact that he just cried some minutes ago didn’t make him appear a little ugly, instead, he looked even hotter cause all emotional men are green gs in my opinion.
“Do you know that I thought of you a lot after our breakup?” He began and my eyes almost jumped
out from their socket.
My heart was in my throat, my stomach clenching and unclenching.
“I–you- you did?” I whispered, unable to believe my ears, while my mind reeled.
“Oh yeah, a lot.”
I frowned in confusion, because if I remember correctly, he dumped me, then started going everywhere with Aisha. He never replied to all the texts I sent him. Back then, I even texted his friends, begging them to talk to him for me, but he told them all to ignore me. That’s exactly why they all still saw me as a loser on the day I arrived here.
“But you were dating Aisha.” I couldn’t help but point out and he let out a dryugh, his face nk as he shook his head.
“It’s all quiteplicated and a lot to exin. You see, there’s a lot you don’t <i>know</i><i>, </i>and a lot I kept away from you in order to protect you.” He breathed out and my eyes widened again.
“What do you mean?” I asked with bated breath. Instead of responding, he said something else
entirely.
“I was disappointed to discover that you’re no longer single and now dating. Still am,”
The more he spoke, the more my heart kept racing. What does he mean?? What is he trying to say?
Oh gods.
“Marco, I do not understand anything at all. Can you start from the beginning? What are the things you kept away from me?”
This time, his lips went into a t line as he shook his head. “None of that matters anymore since you’re now dating someone else who you’re in love with.”
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