Chapter 41: Don't Give Up On Him

Chapter 41: Don't Give Up On Him

Abigail

“All couples have their issues, doesn't it mean you have to break up? And what if he just wanted to protect you, besides, you are old enough to decide who you want to be with and don't listen to your parents.” Jennifer said as she took my hand.

“Don't give up on him.” She added and I sighed.

I waved goodbye to her as she drove away and I entered my house with my mind filled with thoughts. I just stood there, in the hall, thinking. Was she right? Could we move past this? But what if he didn't want me anymore? What if he had already moved on? What if he was fucking Agnes just like I told him to?

I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips from the snack cabinet. I didn't even have the energy to change out of my dress, so I just sat down on the couch in the living room. The cat was sleeping on the cushion next to me, I stroked his white fur and he started purring. I pulled a blanket over my body and put on the television, I snuggled up with my knees to my chest and opened the bag. Fuck was I sad?

I tried to concentrate on the episode of the movie, it always cheered me up but lately, nothing much could and I had no idea why or I just ignored the cause. I turned the television off, not being able to pay attention anyways, I just sat there, listening to the rain outside and the cat purring next to me. I hadn't even noticed that I was crying until a tear dropped on the bag in my lap. And when I tried to stop them, it only caused more to fall, I felt so fucking pathetic. The doorbell rang, making me jump and I quickly dried my tears with the back of my hand. The last thing I wanted was for the pizza delivery guy to see me crying. With a sigh, I stood up, stepped slowly towards the door and not feeling any energy left in my body. I took a hold of the doorknob and opened it. I froze, it was Luciano and not the pizza guy.

He looked like shit, like he hadn't slept for days. None of us said a word, he just stood there with wet hair and soaked clothes and the other side was me, with a heart beating faster than when you run a marathon. His jaw clenched when he noticed my tear stained cheeks and he was the first one to utter a word.

“I shouldn't have let you leave.” The words were a careful whisper, yet his voice was deep and filled with confidence. His eyes were still locked on mine and I mumbled quietly.

“I know,”

Before I could react, he stepped forward and kissed me, his palm on the side of my head. My hands automatically took a hold of his shirt and I never wanted to let go. Butterflies erupted in my stomach and the kiss was filled with desperation, that kind of desperation where it felt like you couldn't get close enough. Soon, we broke apart and he rested his forehead on mine, both of us breathing heavily from the lack of air.

“Promise you won't leave me again.” He breathed and I smiled.

“I promise.” I muttered.

He forced me inside, closing the door behind him and our lips attached to one another again. He pushed me up against the closest wall and his lips moved down to my neck. The way he nipped and licked on the skin made my eyes flutter close. I couldn't help but to want him so I mumbled please.

“What do you need?” He asked against my neck, his hands holding a tight grip on my waist.

“I need you.” I mumbled.

As soon as the words left my mouth, he put his hands under my ass, lifting me up so my legs wrapped around him. The edge of my dress automatically gathered at my waist and he took the opportunity to start stroking me outside my underwear. I whimpered at the feeling of his fingers. He lifted his head and his free hand took a hold of my jaw, tilting my head up to meet his darkened eyes. I heard him unbuckle his belt and then the zipper of his pants. He tore off my panties and I felt the tip of his dick pushed between my folds and my lips parted. He pushed himself inside me and moved his mouth to my ear before whispering.

“I am going to remind you who you belong to, angel.”

In a quick motion, he shoved himself deep and hard into me until his hips were pressed against mine. He grunted, still looking right into my eyes and making it even more intimate. My eyebrows knitted together in pleasure and my lips parted when he began moving his hip, thrusting in and out of me.

“Fuck, I forget how tight you are.” He groaned.

He took a hold of my wrist, lifted them over my head to pin them against the wall, giving them a firm squeeze to mark that he is the one in charge. I wanted more, I needed more, he was more gentle than usual and I wanted him to destroy me in every way possible.

“Harder please,” I breathed and he growled at my begged words.

His hand on my wrist moved down to my throat, squeezing it tightly and the coldness of his ring caused me to shiver.

“If I do that, I won't be able to stop, Abigail.” His tone sounds restrained and his jaw clenched.

“I don't want you to stop.”

A deep and animalistic growl vibrated his chest, making me clench around his dick and that seemed to tip him over in the right direction. His thrust becomes more aggressive and his groans and moans louder, making it impossible for me to hold in my own sounds of pleasure.

“Don’t stop, Luciano?” I moaned.

“That is it,” he gritted, pounding even deeper.

“Say my fucking name when I fuck your needy little pussy.”

I moaned louder at his words, I absolutely loved it when he fucked me like this, hard, dominanting, careless and I felt my orgasm taking over my body and my head tilted back. The sound of his quiet moans and groans tipped me over the edge, I screamed his name as my release exploded through my body and soon I felt his cum fill my inside.

“Fuck, good girl. Take my cum.” he said in a breathy voice.

As we both came down from our high, he kissed my lips and slipped out of me. He let go of me, forcing me to stand on my feet but he had to help me by holding my waist. He tucked himself into his pants again, much to my disappointment and I felt his sperm drip down my legs and he noticed it too. He gave me a smirk and his fingers slid down my inner thigh, gathering the fluid. He tilted his head up a bit and lifted his cum coated fingers in front of my mouth