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Maybe this really is all a dream. Maybe I’m already in bed, sound asleep.
There’s no way she actually fell asleep
I reach out and touch the leaves—a fake plant. I grit my teeth. Why does her fake plant make me so goddamn angry? Because I’ve lost my fucking mind. It’s time to leave.
He has anger issues to the max
Oh my god, did I seriously fall asleep with this stranger in my home?!
Yes because you’re a fucking dummy
I sit up and watch, eyes wide, as he bends down and picks up a pair of my underwear from the top of the pile. “Those are dirty,” I choke out. The man smirks at me over his shoulder, as he shoves them into his pocket.
That’s creepy
I haven’t had much need for handshakes in my life, so I’ve never mastered them. In TV and movies, they always make it look so easy. Just take a hand and shake it. But how hard do you hold on? How many shakes do you do? How big is the movement supposed to be?
She’s not serious right?
You’re a sick fuck. But even my inner hatred can’t stop me now. My palm connects with my cock, and I let the rose scent engulf my senses.
At least he’s not denying it
“I’m not her fucking stalker.” “No? My bad then. I just figured since I picked you up near her apartment, in the middle of the night. And you had me do a background check, run her financials, and track down her surviving family members…” he trails off, then tips his head toward Twin’s Café. “And now you have me stopping here”—he glances at the clock—“one minute before her shift starts.” His eyes move back to meet mine, but I hold his gaze. “I’m not stalking her.”
Totally her stalker
“Did you take a picture?” The second the words are out of my mouth I realize how dumb it sounds.
Dud3 are you fr
“I’m sorry, I must be losing my fucking mind because it sounded like you just asked me if I took her picture.” He waits a beat for me to answer, but I don’t. “What? You figured I’d just casually take out my phone and snap a pic of her fucking face? As if she wouldn’t immediately call the cops on me for that? Are you insane? Seriously, that’s fucking creepy. Even for us.”
I like king
I don’t like the look on her face. It’s full of defeat. Sadness. “What’s wrong, Sweet Girl?” My words are loud in the empty room.
Omg he’s fucking watching her…”not her stalker” my ass
Seriously, what was I thinking? I left my patio door open, in the ridiculous hope that my Mystery Man would see it, take it for the invitation that it was, and come ravish me. So stupid.
Stupid. Indeed
“This is your one chance, Payton.” His voice is rougher than I remember. The deepness of it filling the room. “Your one chance to make the right choice. The only time I’ll let you tell me no.”
What the fuck do you mean the only time she can say no? The audacity this fucker has
I eye the blood on my fingertip, before shoving it into my mouth.
This man is truly unhinged
I don’t think, I just shove back inside her. All the way to the hilt. Payton cries out at the intrusion and the sound is a song to my soul.
So… you know this is her first time and you still decide to be rough? He’s a dick
I roll my hips, lodging myself even deeper.
You can’t be serious. This is literally your second encounter
Unknown: I know what your virgin blood tastes like when it’s painted across my cock. We know each other.
This is a truly insane statement
Bad news––he’s a dick.
That’s what I’ve been saying
Unknown: Did you seriously just give that man your phone number? I swallow, my mouth feeling suddenly dry. Not a ticket. Unknown: Who the fuck is he?
So jealous already. Get a fucking grip
But I said I’d wait, so I cross my arms and lean my hip against the counter. I feel like I’m doing a pretty good job of being epically patient, until the punk says, “See you tonight” as he takes the drink from Payton, and an audible growl rolls up my throat.
He’s so sassy
It tastes like her.
Girl that cherry tart pastry does not taste like her be fr
I am Nero. Feared by the underworld.
The fucking cringe
I want to put an end to this bullshit right now. Jump out of my car, snatch her off the sidewalk, and throw her in my trunk.
You’re fucking unhinged and not in a good way
“I’m not taking my underwear off in public.” “Yeah, Baby, you are.” He slides his hand higher, away from my center. “And hurry up, before I’m forced to remove them for you. Which would draw a lot more attention.”
I wanna punch him in the face I swear
The entire crowd shouts as one, fists in the air, chanting with the beat; and that’s when Nero slides his hand down the front of my skirt, his fingers not stopping until they’re pressing against my swollen clit. I cry out in surprise, but the sound disappears under all the other noise.
Okay I won’t lie… this is kinda hot but Nero is an ass and Payton is annoying
Payton lets out a delicious moan, that only I can hear, but my eyes stay on the man as my release starts dripping out of her. The music is too loud for anyone to hear the splatter when it hits the ground, but I watch the punk’s eyes flick down. Only then does he turn and leave.
what the fuck. Now his unborn children are on the floor at a fucking concert. He better clean that shit up.
And she really had ANAL FOR THE FIRST TIME AT A CONCERT… IN PUBLIC??? Geez bro 🤢😧
Then, with one hard push, he sinks his cock all the way inside me.
Dude she literally said no. wtf
She tenses beneath me, her body and mind at war––wanting to hate me while also wanting to pull me in deeper.
That’s biology not consent dumbass
Crushing my full weight into her, the base of my dick grinds against Payton’s clit, and that’s all it takes for her to explode around me.
They can’t be serious. Girl you said no and now since he told you he killed your dad you forgive him? Bitch stand the fuck up.
“It needs to be permanent.” I don’t even know if he’s talking to me, or himself. “A tattoo.” My eyes widen. “But it would need to be somewhere people can see.”
He is so fucking delusional I CANNOT. wtf do you mean
“I need a favor.” “Of-fucking-course you do,” King groans. “But if you ask me to try and detain your girlfriend again, I’m going to have to respectfully decline. Chasing her around made me feel like a fucking monster.”
I like king lmao this is so funny I actually laughed out loud 😭🤭
“If I decide I’m too good for Taco Bell, put a bullet in my brain and end my misery.” A twinge of pain on my wrist has me jerking my arm away from Payton. “What the––” She’s glaring at me. “Did you just pull out one of my arm hairs?” I ask in disbelief.
Funny
Her tongue slipping out to lick the tear away. I feel the urge to cry again, at the beauty of it, at the rightness of it.
She licked his tears away OMFG just like he did to her
One half is an anatomically correct heart, the other half is a bloomed rose. The two halves meld perfectly with each other, and I press my hand over the metal, letting my skin warm it. He’s my heart. I’m his rose.
Shut up no way 😭😭
