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Music vibrated the car, constant shrill yells of excitement and  singing along to the music felt ear shattering. Olivia and Becca were obnoxiously drunk already. Not at all pacing themselves, but maybe that means the night will be shorter than I expected. "Do I make a left at the light?" I'm basically yelling at the top of my lungs trying to get the attention of Olivia who was supposed to be giving me directions. "What!?" She's laughing hysterically and isn't picking up on the fact I was short fused. "LEFT AT THE LIGHT?" I over exaggerate my words like talking to a toddler who's learning how to talk. "Yes! Oh my god, no need to yell!" I roll my eyes heavily at her, practically giving myself a lobotomy.

To my utter amazement we made it to the club and it was the same one that I've been to with Ellie. It felt like so long ago, basically where it all started. The first time she fingered me and now I see how that could've been a red flag. Seriously, who fucks someone in the bathroom of a club during their first outing together? I visibly sake my head of the memory. I wasn't any better than Ellie. I let her do that because I wanted her to.

Olivia and Becca fucked right off to the bar as soon as we entered the building. Quickly grabbing drinks and making their way to a crowd of people dancing in record time. "Fuck me." I utter to myself under my breath and saunter over to the bar since it's where less people seemed to linger. "Can I get a water? Please." I get comfortable in a barstool and pull out my phone, scrolling through different form of social media. It was going to be a long night.

The club was full and the  playlist had every party song that you could imagine. I observe the miscellaneous groups of people. None of them baring resemblance except for all of them being shit faced. Douchebags trying too hard to get the attention of girls and not getting the hint they're so obviously just here to have a good time. I sip at my water slowly, people watching and going on my phone to pretend I wasn't completely miserable. "For you." The man behind the counter sets a tropical looking drink in front of me. "Um- I didn't order-" "It's from him." He points to a guy that sat at the far side of the bar. I look in the direction of where the bartender directing and meet eyes with a man who waved at me. He began to get up from his seat and maneuver around people in my direction. "Fucking great." I mutter under my breath, shifting in my seat and prepare myself for  unwanted conversation. "Sorry, I couldn't notice how badly you didn't want to be here." His voice was smooth and his smile was unbelievably bright. "Here I was thinking I was doing a good job hiding it." I smile reluctantly and he laughed a little harder than I was expecting. "May I?" He motioned to the empty seat next to me and I obliged. I figured it couldn't hurt to make new friends. "Name'is Caleb." He holds his hand out still flashing his white ass teeth. "Skyler." I haphazardly shake his hand and remind silent, not really knowing what to say nor did I feel like I had the energy to entertain him. "Um- would you have preferred a beer?" He chuckles, pointing to the untouched cocktail. "Um- no. Im sorry. Im babysitting my friends." I point to them on the dance floor, never mind the fact I was underage. Liv on her feet and hands as Becca stands behind her and slaps her ass comedically. "Oh- wow. Okay that makes sense why they need a babysitter." We both share a laugh as we watch the scene unfold before us. "So Skyler- are you from around here?" "No, I actually I go to the collage nearby. You?" It was getting easier to talk to him. He didn't come off predatory or weird he just seemed genuinely interested.

"No fucking way! Your brother did that to you? And on your birthday?!" "Yeah- you're lucky you're the only child." We shared stories with one another and honestly, I couldn't tell you how much time has passed. He never once left the bar, not even to try to chat up other girls. He was fully engaged in our conversations, and it felt honestly nice to interact with someone who's thoughts I could actually read and not just theorize. At some point I drank the fruity alcohol and another and another. I was buzzed at the most which I know was shitty on my part, but I needed this. "I really like talking to you and I hope this doesn't ruin the mood-" Oh, god here we go. "Do you have a boyfriend or anything?" Just when I thought it was too good to be true. Normally I wouldn't feel bad, but he seemed nice. Blissfully unaware, but nice. I wasn't attracted to him which confused me. He was a good looking and fit. Maybe I still had my sights set on another person. No. I mentally shake my head. I'm done with that. I've given her too many chances and if I keep going like this I'll just end up looking stupid. "Um- no. I don't." I pause, consider lying but for some reason I decided against it. His eyes light up and he jumps from his seat. "Well- if that's the case do you mind dancing with me?" He holds his hand out dramatically like you'd see in Cinderella or some other princess fantasy. I couldn't help but laugh. He was playful and fun, not scared of how other people perceive him. I roll my eyes jokingly and take his hand. Part of me felt like I was in the wrong, like I was using him to get back at her but that didn't make sense because she's not even here to bare witness.

I follow behind him as he leads me by my hand to the crowd of dancing people. I felt like I wasn't me in this moment. I was being someone I wish I could be. To let loose and just live for the moment. I was so preoccupied with school and 'her' that I forgot how to just be a teenager. "You still with me?" Caleb turns and meets with with a smile while we take our spots in between groups of people. "I guess it's too late to turn back." I sarcastically respond, but it was also the truth.

Music blasting and the drinks felt like they were fueling my movements. Caleb's hands rested respectfully on my waist, never making me feel uncomfortable. I admit I was definitely more intoxicated than I initially thought I was, but it was feeling too good to think of the repercussions. "I love this song!" He leaned in shouting and pointing to the speakers overhead. "Me too!" I smile ear to ear, watching the man dance freely. Goofy, but at the same time still kept a rhythm. I felt a warmth over me and I thought for a spilt second maybe I'm attracted to him. Or maybe I liked the idea of sleeping with him just to prove some sort of point. Neither of those ideas felt good enough to make such a decision.

At some point amidst the dancing, our body language began to shift. He stood behind me with the back of my body pressed up against him. His hands moved to my hips as I swayed into him. I felt like I was giving him signals I wasn't even sure I wanted to send. My buzzed line of thinking fought off my sober thoughts. The baby hairs around my face now stuck to my skin from the sweat. A thumping from the music vibrated my body. I had the attention of a good looking guy and even caught the eyes of some on lookers. I was putting on a show and it felt fucking exhilarating to not think about her even if it was temporary. The girl who was usually timid, wanted to go by unnoticed was now living in the spotlight. Yearning for this feeling I took his hand and directed up to my chest, encouraging him to explore more and he seemed eager to do so.

My eyes shut and my head shoots back, resting against his chest. I rock back in forth against his hips, feeling a harden sensation press against my ass. My eyes shoot open and try to blink away the blurred vision of the people. Suddenly shit felt too real. My actions now had consequences that I wasn't prepared for. I turn around and slow down my dancing, looking around trying to find Olivia and Becca. I scan desperately trying to get myself out of a situation that I put myself in and I stop in my tracks, body freezing all together. It wasn't Olivia or Becca or even some horrid, gruesome crime scene. No, it was her. Standing not far away like she wanted me to see her. Familiar dark drink in her hand and she was looking at me. Her head lowered, dark half hooded eyes and clenched jaw. Terrified and wondering how much she'd seen, there was only one thing I could say. "Fuck...me."

Ellie's pov"Why the fuck did she looked that good?" I huff to myself, now alone in the room and letting such a pretty thing go when I could have prevented it. I could've treated her nicer and not disappear on her when I felt like she was learning too much about me. The longer I tried to distract myself from thinking about how hot she looked and how many guys were going to look at her I just grew more pissed. "Fuck it." I grab and jacket and leave the room. I didn't have the slightest clue where she was, but I figured it was the same club that we went to together, since it was closest to campus and frequented by a lot of the students.

I pull into the parking lot and tonight was especially busy. "What the fuck am I doing?" I question my own intensions for my purpose here tonight. I knew that if she saw me here she'd probably think I'm a stalker or I'm fucking crazy, but that didn't seem important. I got a taste of just seeing her all dressed up tonight. Like she was putting herself on display and waiting for the next guy to take a bite. I sit in the car and stare at the front doors of the building like I was being taunted. I sigh heavily, weighing my options to not be a complete freak or to completely give in to my fucked up ideas and went with the latter.

I approach the doors, swinging it open and was immediately filled with a sense of dread. Yelling, dancing and obnoxious music. I sweep the crowd looking for her. Kinda hoping she wasn't here just to avoid any stupid mistakes I might make. I scan, making a double take at the familiar dark and curly hair. There she was and as expected, she wasn't alone. She sat at the bar, smiling and laughing at her company. A man. Tall, athletic and seemed like he peaked in high school and rode out that sensation. Basically, a typical douchebag. My nails dig into my palms and my teeth clench as I watch them. The way he'd lean in, touch her arm or whispers god-knows what bullshit he was saying to her.

I kept a distance and observed. It wasn't easy keeping myself back from separating them and claiming her as mine, but she wasn't mine. I lower my head quickly as I see them both get up from their seats and make their way towards the center or the club. My anger was practically radiating off of my head when I saw he was holding her hand and the fact that she was letting this asshole touch her. My head spins and its getting harder to restrain myself as I watch them dance together and how much it looked like she enjoyed it.

Her ass pressed against him and how tightly he held her. His hands wondered all over her making me want to deck him in the face just to make it stop, but I was trying to better myself for her. At least, that's what I kept telling myself that's what this was. Following her here, watching from some dark corner of the club like I wasn't just a complete sociopath. I grab a drink from the bar trying to calm my nerves and return to a safe distance to where she was and I lost all sense of control.

Her hair a mess, eyes shut and mouth hung open and him holding her hips in place as he practically dry humped her through what little clothing she had on. I would've been turned on by her if it was for the overwhelming rage I felt. I was so in my thoughts and didn't bother trying to hide the fact I was out in the open, but it was too late. She was looking at me. Cheeks pink and skin glistening from the club's environment. She paused, looking both unbelievably pissed and terrified. She had turned around and said something to the guy before she walked towards me, purposing bumping her shoulder into mine and exited the club. I smirk from her attempt to come off as intimidating and turn swiftly to follow out of the building.

Skylers pov The cool breeze of the night sky felt refreshing on my warm cheeks. The music was now muffled and it was almost relaxing looking at the clear, dark sky if I didn't feel so fucking unnerved and slightly irritated. I took a deep breath and call Olivia but to no success. I tried a couple more times when the door had opened behind me, letting sound escape just for a split second. I glance behind my shoulder and did a double take at the person. It was Ellie which basically validated my reasons to be nervous. "Fuck. Pick up." I sigh annoying into my phone. "Need a ride?" "Not from you." I snapped at her, not bothering to look back at her. "You're drunk." She puts her hand on my shoulder and forced me around to face her. She sounded angry and she didn't sound like she was going to take no for a answer. "I drove liv and Becca here. I can't ditch them." There was a slight pause as I kept trying to call them. Sending overloads of texts and angry voicemails."Let me just take you home and when they call we can come back. Yeah?" Her voice softened as she saw my look of defeat. "Fuck...fine."

The ride back was silent and awkward. I look out the window, peeking at the interior of her car. Up until now I didn't know she even had one. It was a stick shift, worn leather seats. It was a older model and felt like a fucking boat. (Authors note: Picture 1980's ford bronco) It sat high up and you could feel the vibrations of the engine. I watch her hand as she shifts gears, eyes glued to the road as she rest her other arm on the window, playing with her bottom lip. The numerous questions I had began to weigh on me. "Why were you there?" "Uh- I just.. I didn't want to be in the dorm." I bite my inner cheek and mentally analyze her answer. "Is that the truth?" I had sobered up at this point, but not completely which is probably the only reason why I had the courage to confront her. "Why would I lie?" She huffed, scratching the side of her face. "I'dunno. Why would you?" I stare at the side of her face causing her to finally look at me even if it was only for a second. "I was worried." Her voice hardened like she wasn't even trying to hide the fact she was irritated at my interrogation. "Bull shit." The bitchiness of my voice was intended. I haven't noticed we arrived to the campus parking lot already. She shifted her car and turned off the engine, throwing her head back against the headrest. "Do you want to keep talking about this? Or do you want to go up to the room." She was being sharp with me as if she had any business following me to the club in the first place. "Whatever-" I scoff annoyingly. Rolling my eyes, slamming the car door and started heading towards the direction of our dorm.

She followed a good few feet behind me all the way there. I couldn't deny I felt awkward knowing she was lingering behind. I felt lasers burning into the back of my head, but luckily it didn't matter anymore because we arrived. "Fuck." I scramble through the contents of my purse and pat my clothes looking for the room key. "Missing something?" She dangled the keys in my face moving me aside and opens the door. "I have my key." "Then why didn't you use it?" She was cocky and was obviously trying to get under my skin. I scoff once again and push past her, sitting on my bed and began to take off my shoes. She sat across from me, leaning her elbows on her knees just staring at me. Watching my every move and it felt like it was on purpose. "What?" I snap annoyingly, moving the hair out of my face. "Nothin-" She shrugged, leaning her head against the wall still staring. Clearly something was on her mind and she was just making it painful for me by not being upfront about it. "Are you going to tell me the real reason you were at the club?" "I did. I was worried and I had every right to be." "What?" I exasperated. My face said it all I wasn't going to be belittled by her tonight. She got up from her bed and swaggered over to me before leaning down to be eye level, causing me to break a sweat. She was stone cold, intimidating and I felt like I was being terrorized. "That guy. The one you were dancing with... he was practically inside of you." Her voice just above a whisper it made my body tremble. I couldn't believe what she was saying. She had no right to make comments like that. I felt infuriated and confused I didn't know what to do I just reacted. *slap*She brought her hand up and felt the skin on her cheek, slightly adjusting her jaw. "Wow... I didn't know you had it in you." She sounded surprised, even amused. This reaction just confused me more. She stood once more and sat back down on her side of the room finally giving me space to breath, but it didn't feel like enough."What the fuck is wrong with you." It wasn't a question I asked because I thought I was going to get a legitimate answer. I hadn't noticed before but I felt a tear run down my face and my cheeks felt hot. It wasn't sadness or grief that caused it, but adrenaline and rage. She shrugged once again, stone cold but she wasn't fooling me. "Are you jealous? What? You wish it was you?" I poked and prodded at her. I stood up and my voice grew louder. She laughed, looking away which made me even more pissed that she wasn't taking me seriously. "Admit it Ellie. You wish it was you- and you're so pissed and jealous that I was dancing with a guy and if you hadn't had showed up I would've fucked him!" The tears kept falling but my tone didn't match. I was yelling, screaming at her just to get some sort of reaction. "Skyler-" She got up, gripping the sides of my shoulders tightly. "No- Fucking admit it Ellie!" I shove myself away from her and it seem to strike a nerve. There's was a few seconds of silence, the few tears turned to full on crying as I look at her with spite. It was all bubbling over and it was too late to stop it. She clicked her teeth, shifting her weight side to side. She was acting sporadic, frenzied and it terrified me seeing her loose her composure like this. "When I saw you before you left- I wanted to fuck you right then. Is that what you wanted to hear? Or how about I wanted to kill that fucking asshole when I saw him touching you." Her voice grew aggressive, almost hateful. She kept walking towards me as I stepped back trying to gain distance between us, but it didn't work. I was boxed in and had no choice but to fall back on my bed with her hovering over me. I looked up at her, makeup smeared and watery eyes. I felt 6 years old again, being yelled at by my father for spilling my juice on the carpet. "Ellie- what are you saying?" My had hung low. My voice was trembling and scattered as I continue to cry. I felt fingers grasp tightly at my jaw forcing me to look up. "You're mine and no one else's."

Her words weren't registering at first. I looked up at her with confusion but it wouldn't stop there. I felt her heat pressed harshly against my lips, her tongue hungrily inside my mouth. I moved my lips in sync with hers to the best of my abilities but I felt foggy and wasn't sure why she was doing this. She pushed me back on the bed, climbing on top of me. I was so angry with her but it felt so fucking good to feel her lips again, to feel her touch again. "MmMmm-" I moan into her mouth, eyes closed tightly as I felt a pulse in between my legs. My hands roam over her torso and fiddling with the zipper on her jacket before undoing it and she tossed it off of her. Our lips clash again and it became more primal. I moaned into her open mouth as she squeezed at my breasts through my clothes and went downs wards, cupping my pussy. I didn't know why I was going along with this. I should've pushed her away, screamed in her face for the long stretches of silence but even more so, how she continued to lead me on and I always fell for it. "Ahh-mm- ell-lie." My voice felt little and I hated how submissive I became. I lift my legs and let them spread themselves and she felt me up through my underwear. I move my hips against her palm, tugging her shirt up over her head. I bring her back down to reconnect our lips, feeling her breasts and cupping them tenderly through her sports bra. I let my fingers slips under the hem and felt her skin, brushing my fingers lightly over her nipples. "Mmm-" A melodic moan escaped her lips. It sounded so sweet and completely opposite of how she was acting just seconds before. She snapped out of quickly, forcing my hands above my head with her free arm and moved my underwear to the side with her other. "Fu-uuck Ellie-" The contact of her fingers sent shivers down my spine. The wetness dripping down my pussy just craving to feel her inside me. She teased, running her fingers down the lips in between my legs and thumbing over my cunt ever so gently. I was longing for the emptiness to be filled and she knew that. "Get on your stomach." She demand, getting off the bed and I timidly flip my self over and feel her shift herself on the mattress on top of me. My breathing became rapid, frightened but excited to know what she was going to do. I felt her hand drift down my back and over my ass, lifting my skirt up and squeezing. I arch my back in response, feeling my pussy widen from her spreading my ass apart. Her hands continue to my hips before suddenly pulling them back leaving me on my hand and knees. I gasp at the unexpected movement and how aggressive she was being. I hear a familiar zip and felt my skirt loosen and letting it fall to my thighs. "Mmm." I hear her sound of approval as she grips at my ass and thong. Pulling it in a way that it folded in between my pussy, she rubbed it into me, allowing the friction to grid against my clit. "Mm-mm..." I moan, bitting at my bottom lip. My hips grind against her even more. Desperation grew as I became more impatient. She leans over me still playing with my thong, letting it snap back against my folds. "Fuuuck-" I breathed, feeling my legs begin to quiver. "How do you want me baby?" She whispered seductively, placing light kisses on my back. "In-inside." I cried out, causing her to chuckle. I felt her hands grip the sides of my panties, tugging them down leaving a trail of wetness down my inner thighs. "Fuuck- you want it this bad?" She was toying with me. Smug and cocky, but that just made me all the more aroused. Her touch was intensified. I felt every finger and callus as she explored. She took her time as she played with my ass, squeezing and spreading it apart. "El- please." My face burned hot from embarrassment since I've never been in a position like this before. On display and having no way of hiding. *slap* "Ow!-" I jumped slightly from the unexpected stinging sensation that radiated on the side of my ass. Slightly confused and wasn't sure how I felt about it. I hear her chuckle from behind as she rubbed the sore spot before bring her hand back down to it with more force than the last. *slap* I lunge forward. Burrowing my mouth in my shoulder, holding back a whimper. *SLAP* She rubbed the sore area gently. I hold back a tear, not because I didn't like it but because I didn't want her to know I did. "You're a mess." Her voice felt like it was enough to make me cum alone. Thick and erotic. I felt her fingers move up my inner thighs. I felt how drenched I was that it was running down my legs. "Ah-Hhh mmm...Ellie." She pressed a finger inside me with ease and then adding another. Slowly she thrusted into my cunt but it wasn't enough. "Hard-harder.." I pleaded. Throwing my hips back and fucked myself against her fingers.

Ellie's pov She looked like she was made for this. Beauty marks that littered her ass in such a lewd way. How her pussy was glistening from how bad she wanted me to be inside her. I found myself wanting to hold back from all the abuse I wanted to do to her, but I couldn't. *slap* I watch how her ass bounces. How her body jerks. Testing the waters to see what I can get away with. *slap* Where my hand connected it was turning a dark shade of pink that matched her pussy. I wanted her to cry out, beg me to stop, search for me for comfort to feel that satisfaction. *SLAP* I land the last blow harder than I should have, but I couldn't help myself. I caress the sore area gently which was already started to welt. I watch how her pussy reacted, stings of cum dripping down her inner thighs. "You're a mess." I bit my lip. I didn't want to give her what she wanted, not yet. I slid a finger in slowly, thrusting it in and then adding another. Purposely only going in halfway to savor this moment. "Hard-harder.." She breathed out. Her hips movements became more eager, thrusting herself back into me like I was just a sex toy for her to use. I wanted to hold back, make her beg but I wanted to fuck her just as much as she wanted me to. Seeing how desperate she was, how pathetic her sloppy motions were just fueled a fire within me. I grip her sides and throw her over so she facing me on the bed. I viscously start pulling at her shirt. She looks confused even scared at first but helps me with the clothing, throwing it to the ground.

Skylers pov My whole body is suddenly turned around. I look at her with wide eyes as she hovers on top of me. There's was a moment of doubt on her face then changed to hunger in a instant. She rushed to take off my shirt and yanking my bra over my head throwing it aside. I pull her down to me, closing the space and kissing her. Our tongues collided, fighting for dominance as our spit became one. I tasted her, savored her and felt our skin connect. "Ah-mmm-" I moan into our heated make out session as she fondled my chest, squeezing and pulling at my nipples. "Do you trust me?" She breathed in between our kisses. "Mmhm." She breaks away and walked over to her bag, rustling through it and pulling something out. I watch her confused trying to make out what it was in the dimly lit room. I see her slip something over her legs and onto her waist and when she turned to me that's when I realized what I've gotten myself into. "Fuck me." I whisper under my breath, biting my bottom lip. I take in the view of her adjusting the silicon dick and how fucking sexy she was. Her dark auburn hair loosely tied up half way and stands dangled on the side of her face. Her stomach was flat but defined. Her tall stature, long fingers and tattooed arm. All of it made it feel like it was hard to breathe. "Still trust me?" She cocks her head to the side, venomous grin on her lips and she crawls back into position on top of me. "Mm-mhm." I swallow hard and nodded to her. A chill ran up my spine and my mouth felt dry. "Good girl." She brought her self back down to me slowly. Kissing me with more control, more passion. I cup her face, savoring how this almost felt like love. "Mmm..." I felt her cold fingers enter me again, reaching deeper but she never stopped kissing me. She spread her fingers apart inside my pussy, curling them and thrusting much more patiently. "Ell-ie pl-ease-" I choked in between words, wanting to feel all of her. She placed one small kiss to the side of my mouth before pulling away, positioning herself upright in between my legs. I watch her as she grips her cock and lowers it in between my legs. "Mmmm.." I whimper, holding my bottom lip with my teeth before letting my mouth hang open. I watch how she glides the tip along my lips and how she seems so familiar with the sensation. I wonder how many girls she has used it on but I mentally shake the thought. My eyes shift to her and she looks up at me, breaking her concentration. Her eyes were dark and her silhouette was outlined from the singular bedside lamp that was on in the room. "Ready?" Her voice was rough but gentle as she placed a kiss to my knee. I nod. I felt her began to press herself inside me and pausing, allowing my pussy to take shape around her dick. "Fuuu-" My head falls back and my eyes shut as I grip at the sheets. I feel the pressure dig deeper inside until she was all in. Her hands clench around my thighs as she starts to thrust. I take note of how her focus shifts on my face and down to how my pussy swallows her whole. "Aa-AHhh Mmmm..." I gasp and wine as her pace becomes faster. The pain was being replaced with pleasure, feeling her reach deep inside my core. Wet sloshes as she continued to thrust into me filled the room, along with my cries and moans. "Ellie-" Tears begin to fill my eyes as I reach for her. She slowly brings herself down still inside me. I lock my arms around her neck and kiss her urgently. She reciprocated, lips remained connected only to part to catch our breath. She started to pump into me much more aggressively casing me to cry out which seemed to arouse her more. I felt her hand close itself around my neck, applying pressure but still enough for me to breath. She bit, and licked at the sensitive skin below my ear. "MmMM-mmm FU-uuuck..." I bit down on my lip trying to suppress my voice. "You're taking me so well baby." She breathed into my ear. Her voice ricocheted through my body making my eyes roll back into my skull. She removed her hand from my throat and collided her lips with mine once again. I moan into her mouth as tears trickle down my cheeks. I cup my breasts and trail my fingers down to my clit. I start to trace circular motions but my hand my yanked away, held tightly in place above my head. "Is my dick not enough? Huh?" She huffed aggressively and I felt her lift my legs up over my head. She leaned on the back on my thighs, thrusting harder, reaching even deeper than before. "AhhHhh.... Mmmmm...." I screamed out, forgetting all sense of trying to suppress my voice. Her length could be felt in my stomach as she buried herself into me. "You like that?" She growled, fingers clawing into my skin."Ye-yes FUck Ah- I love it." My body became limp under the pressure inside, pounding and itching my core. Beads of sweat collected between my breasts and on my face as I ride out the euphoria. I felt intoxicated in a way I didn't think I could. I couldn't think and I couldn't make a coherent sentence even if I tried. She was so concentrated on me. She watched carefully how I reacted to each thrust, studying how my pussy was taking her in. Her eyebrows were furrowed and lips parted, slightly panting. "El- Ellie...I'm gonna cum-" I felt my walls closing around her as my climax was about to spill over the brim. "Cum baby... I got you." Her voice was so soft, so sweet. It made me forget how terrified I was of her. My body twitched and convulsed as I scream out in pure bliss. Eyes watery and a pool of heat dripping from in between my thighs. "FUuu- MM-mmm..." I had lost all composure, shockwaves pulse through out my body as I reach my climax. She slowed her pace riding me out. Residual aftermath of my ecstasy causing my hips to buckle and finally relaxing. Leaving me able to gain back control. She dropped my legs and slowly pulled herself out of me. "Fuck." I take a deep breath as I feel her cock leave my hole, already missing the full sensation. I cover my eyes with my arm. I was scared about how this changes things with us or even worse it won't change anything at all. I feel the mattress shift and a hand grabs my arm moving it away. "You okay?" She looked at me with soft eyes almost like it was pity. I remained silent. Fixated on her face and tucking a stand of hair behind her ear. "Was it too much?" Her voice was so quiet almost needy like she was pleading for me to say something. I shook my head but still said nothing. The pleasure that she gave me just seconds ago had turned to confusion and hurt. I felt myself falling in love with her, but was constantly reminded why I couldn't. I didn't know her intentions and just when I thought things were good she'd leave again. The uncertainty and second guessing my value to her weighed too heavily on my mind to spill my heart out to her in moments like this. "Can you say something baby?" Desperate sounding, she softly kissed my cheek and neck. "I- I just don't know what to do." This caused her to stop her trail of kisses and meet my eyes. She looked confused and wounded, eyes big with a worried expression. It pained me to see her like that. I wanted to embrace her and tell her all the things she wanted to hear to ease her concerns, but I didn't. "Fuck, Ellie. I mean- do you even like me?" It came out cold and sounded a lot less harsh in my head. "Do you think I would've fucked you like that if I didn't?" "That's not what I mean. I mean- do you like me... the same way I like you?" My voice was shaky. I should've bit my tongue. I held my breath waiting for her to finally be truthful with me. She was quiet for a moment. Eyes flickering like a million thoughts were racing through her head. "Sky..." She paused taking a deep breath before continuing. "Look- I know I've been a total ass and giving you mixed signals...fuck." She sounded like she was at war with herself and it didn't feel like we were going to get anywhere tonight. She got off of me abruptly and sat at the end of the bed, head in her hands. I couldn't stand it. She was upset and I'm the one responsible. All the promises I made to myself to forget her and move on felt unimportant now. "You can talk to me El." I just barely whisper to her as I craw over, hugging her from behind and resting my cheek on her shoulder. "You're just so... good and- fuck. I just don't want to hurt you." She held my arm that was draped over her chest. "Then don't." I place a kiss to the skin on the back of her neck and rock her gently. Swaying ever so slightly like a mother would. I cared so deeply for this girl and wanted to heal her of whatever bad she had, but even when I was this close she felt miles away.