Sereia's POV
I sat up straight to look at him properly. "What?"
"You still want that kiss, no?" he asked and I nodded. "Did you really think that was all?"
I stayed quiet as I tried to mask the guilty feeling inside of me.
I did.
"Sereia, I'm beginning to think you are no temptress," he teased.
"I am," I insisted.
"Well, you're going to have to show me," he said. "I'm still mad at you and I will take my anger out on you. Are you okay with that?"
I gulped as I stayed silent.
Jeff had done nothing like this with me. I doubt we even went over five minutes.
"Sereia?" he called my name and I snapped out of my thoughts. "Are you okay with this?"
I nodded, eager to know how it would feel with him.
"Yes," I quickly turned my nod into words.
He forced my lips into a smile with his fingers like he always does and it turned into a real smile.
I had missed him doing that.
However, he added something special, which aroused me so much, that I felt myself dripping on the bed.
"Good girl," he said.
The two simple words ruined me.
I gulped again when I saw him pull down her pants and boxers, to reveal his long, hard cock.
My heart raced as he took a step closer and lifted my chin, forcing us to make eye contact.
"I'm going to slam my cock into you until you're crippled," he mocked the words that I had said to Olivia out of passion. "That is what you wanted right?"
"I'm sorry for saying that."
The guilt fell down on me.
I shouldn't have lied when I knew that he tried his best to restrain himself.
I just wanted to get a reaction out of her.
"Don't worry," he said as his thumb traced my bottom lip. "I know you will be."
I looked down at him before regretting every word I said.
Why do I always have to run my big mouth?
"Are you on the pill?" he asked and I shook my head.
"No."
"Do you have condoms?" he asked and I shook my head again.
"No."
He ran his hand down his face before nodding. "Okay."
He walked forward before pushing me down on my back again.
He quickly hoovered over me and leaned down to trail harsh kisses along my neck.
I held in my smile as I enjoyed every kiss he gave me.
After a few more kisses, he moved from my neck and travelled upwards.
Finally, the moment I've been waiting for since he came, a kiss on the lips.
I felt like a kid on Christmas day as I kissed him back eager and needy.
He paused for a second to smile before continuing to kiss me.
His hand slowly moved up and down along the outer side of my thigh because he gripped my ass firmly.
I moaned from his strong hold and he squeezed me.
"I hate you Sereia Sinclair," he said as he slowly entered his tip inside me.
A loud gasp escaped me as I gripped tightly to his shoulders.
He pulled out and slowly did it again.
My reaction was the same; still surprised.
"It's just the tip Sereia," he said as he raised his eyebrows.
"Go on," I nodded my head. "I can handle it."
His eyes suddenly darkened and he held my hands over my head.
He pulled out again before finally slamming his full length into me.
My back immediately arched and I screamed out his name.
My pussy tightened around him and he let out a groan as he thrust into me.
"So tight," he groaned.
He thrust again and again until he was pounding mercilessly into me.
My moans competed with the sound of the heavy rains as he continued.
He sent a trail of kisses along my cheeks before he settled on my lips again, just where he knew I liked it.
I moved my hips along with his as we continued to kiss.
His thrusts became harder and faster and I stopped kissing him so that my loud moans could escape.
I'd always pictured Elliot to be a gentleman in bed, but this is far from.
And the worst thing is that...I like it.
He spread my legs wider as he thrust so deep into me, that I swear I felt him in my stomach.
Soon enough my room was filled with our loud moans and grunts mixed with the sound of rain.
The feeling of a climax urged my body. I was already ready to cum when he made me touch myself.
"Elliot, I'm cumming," I told him as I felt myself dripping.
"Hold it," he said as he slammed one more time into me.
The built-up knot in my stomach quickly untied as I came all over his dick.
I closed my eyes as I panted for breath and allowed the sweet feeling to pass through my body.
My eyes immediately opened when I felt him flip me around.
"There's...more?" I asked, terrified.
Jeff did not explain this to me. I thought he knew everything.
"I want to hear the sweet sound you make as your ass slams against my flesh," he said. "Ass in the air, now."
I went my kneels with my ass in the air and my head flat on the bed.
He gripped onto my waist while I gripped onto the bedsheets.
A long, loud moan escaped me as my body shivered when his tip circled around my pussy again.
"You're doing so good, temptress," he groaned and I moaned loudly from his praise.
He continued to circle around my clit, causing my pussy is pulsate relentlessly.
I got frustrated by his tease and attempted to move closer, but he held me in place. "Be patient, temptress."
"Please," I begged him.
He rubbed my ass with his hand before gripping it.
"Such a beautiful body," he moaned.
I gasped loudly as I arched my back again from his beautiful sound.
"Please," I asked him again so that he couldn't stop this torture.
I was eager to try out all the positions Jeff never told me about.
"Not until you give me a proper apology," his petty self said.
"Oh come on Elliot," I complained. "I've already apologized."
He let go of my ass and began to move away.
"No, wait!" I shot up like a desperate virgin. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have played with your feelings. I should've told you everything from the beginning. I just didn't want to lose you."
"Now is that a proper apologize?" I asked him.
"Mmhmm," he agreed and I sighed out of relief.
"Good, now please cripple me," I begged him.
I could hear his deep chuckle before he held my waist again and positioned me right in front of his hard cock.
I moaned loudly when I felt his tip slowly insert into me before he slammed his whole cock in again.
"Keep those moans coming for me," he groaned as my ass slammed against his skin.
Each time he thrust in and out of me, the loud sound of his skin slapping against my skin could be heard.
I gripped on to the sheets tightly as I closed my eyes.
"Same with the praise," I moaned for me.
"Ok," he groaned. "Keep it up, we're almost done."
After a few more thrusts, I felt the knot again. "I'm cumming."
"Me too," he said as he pulled out of me and held it until I was lying on my back again.
He then came all over my breasts before kissing me on the lips to finish.
"Wow," was the only word I could come up with.
So this is what sex feels like with Elliot Harrington.
Do I thank him?
He grabbed the nearest towel before wiping it off my chest.
He leaned down and gave me another kiss on the lips before collapsing beside me.
"I think you have proven yourself enough to me that you are a temptress."
I felt relieved to know that my inexperience wasn't that noticeable.
We stayed in a silence as we tried to catch ourselves.
I didn't know if it was a comfortable silence or if it was an awkward one.
All I could think about is if I should thank him.
I did thank Jeff when it was my first time.
"Thank you," I gave in to my thoughts and he raised his eyebrow.
"For?" He asked and I realized I made a horrible mistake.
You're not supposed to say thank you after sex.
I cleared my throat. "Nevermind."
I wrapped my sheets around me when I suddenly felt conscious of how naked I was.
"Does this mean you're giving us another chance?" I asked him, filled with a little hope.
He immediately got out of bed started putting on his clothes.
"Of course not," he said. "I only came here to use you."
I felt a pain in my chest, but refused to show him how I hurt his statement made me feel. "Okay."
"What?" He asked as he pulled down his shirt. "Do you want me to pay you for your services?"
I immediately got up from under the sheets to slap him for his rude comments.
Tears filled my eyes as I watched him. "Really, is that how you are going to treat me?"
He stayed quiet as he watched me with the glare that never seems to go away when he sees me.
"I buried my father today. I won't take this bullshit from you, not today."
My tears fell from the hurtful statement he made.
He's just like the rest of them.
His gaze softened. "Sereia, I didn't know-"
I wiped my eyes. "Just leave."
He held me but I pushed him away.
"Leave!" I shouted. "My services are no longer available."
He gave me a pitiful look and I looked away from him.
"I'm sorry," he said but I returned under my sheets with my back turned to him.
"Just go, Elliot," I struggled to say as my voice cracked.
He sighed before his footsteps walked faded away.
I finally cried as the rain poured harder.
I'm just a slut in his eyes.
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Sorry for the long chapter guys