Page 43 of Love is Strange
I’m caught off guard by his words and I can feel the tears welling up deep inside of my soul, when he begins to gently push into me. My hands reach for Si, but once he’s as far inside of me as he can get, he grips my wrists and holds my hands over my head.
“Nah,” he whispers with a smirk. “This is my show now.”
The pressure of him sitting idly inside of me for a moment is immense and while I eagerly anticipate his next move, I almost want to cry and run away. I don’t get what it is he sees in me—what he’s told me so many times before that he wishes I could see in myself, but I almost feel genuinely loved in this moment and I know I’m wrong.
I’m more than likely nothing more than another girl etched onto his bedpost and while I hate the feeling, I would hate it even more if I didn’t give in to him right now. I need Silas as much as he needs me and when he begins to move his hips, I close my eyes and arch my back again, forgetting every bother I have.
He grunts as he pushes in and out of me in a rhythmic motion that I swear could set the fucking world on fire. I try to pry my hands out of his grip because I want so desperately to grab onto him, but he shakes his head again and moves faster.
“Fuck. You are so goddamn tight,” he says through grit teeth. Silas moves his body away from mine, grips my hips, and fucks me harder. When I try to reach for his arms, he gently slaps my hands away and fucks me even faster.
I moan loudly. He pulls out of me, tells me to turn over, and put my ass in the air. Again, I do as I’m told, ever the good girl that he thinks of me. I brace myself when he puts his hands on my hips and pushes into me again. Silas is a fucking god in the bedroom and he knows it, moving in and out of me like he owns every part of me, because in a way he does. Even if he doesn’t know it yet.
He reaches down and grabs a handful of my hair, arching me back toward him, and kissing my neck as he continues fucking me. I snake a hand down toward my pussy and begin to rub my clit. When he grins against my neck, I can tell that he fully approves of what I’m doing. He slaps my ass and pushes me back down as I reach down and continue.
It’s almost as if I’m giving him a show. Even if he can’t see what I’m doing, he knows and is enjoying it.
“God, I’m gonna fucking cum,” he says through grit teeth. I close my eyes and begin to push back against him, fucking him as hard as he’s fucking me.
Silas takes a deep breath as his movements become just a little more frantic before he finally lets it out in a loud moan and I feel him shoot his load deep inside of me.
He lets out a shaky laugh as he moves over to lay on his back next to me and grins at me.
“Sorry. I thought I would have lasted longer than that, but … well, have I mentioned that you have one tight pussy, yet?’
I giggle and open my eyes. “I knew you were all talk.”
Si gives me an incredulous look and runs a hand back through his hair, “Give me two minutes to shake this off and I’m gonna fuck you until you go through the bed.”
“No, it’s okay,” I reply, turning onto my back. “I think I’m gonna be needing an ice pack, anyway.”
Si laughs as he turns his head toward the door, “Did you get it?”
Vanessa steps around the now half-opened door into the bedroom, and grins.
“Got it.”
Chapter Ten
I’m soangry that I’m shaking. I finally had the nerve to give myself to someone, willingly, and this is what I get. A fucking prank played on me by someone who I thought was supposed to be my friend and someone who swore that it would be okay.
“Fuck you both,” I hiss, getting to my feet and looking for my clothes.
“Stop. Axelle—come on. Stop! Let me explain something to you!” Silas pleads, getting to his feet and wrapping his arms around me from behind.
“If you don’t let me go, the next thing she’s going to be recording is your dick getting tugged off your body,” I warn him in a low tone.
“Stop being such a bad ass for a second and listen to me,” he says softly in my ear, the warmth of his sweaty body pressed gently against mine.
“Make it fast,” I snap at him, trying to pull away from him, but he tightens his grip slightly as he places his chin on my shoulder.
“Don’t get mad, okay?” he starts slowly. “When you told me what happened to you, it fucked with me. A lot. I honestly didn’t know if I would be able to handle being around someone with that kind of heavy shit, but then it made me realize that you wouldn’t have told me that story unless you wanted me around, right?” I turn my face away from his, and he takes a deep breath, rubbing his lips against my neck before he continues.
“Listen, I know what you thought when you saw Nessa sitting on my bed. You thought I was going to try for a three-way, right?”
I shrug, and he chuckles.
“No can do on that one, Hair Metal. Nessa is my sister.”
