M
y whole fucking hockey team had been scouring each corner of New York’s bar and I wasn’t about to give up knowing an unworthy man had touched her.
I sat on the driver seat of my car, too riled up to let one of my drivers drive me around the whole New York city area.
Thinking of Adrianna possibly being somewhere alone made me sick. And again, I don’t mean to be possessive, but I can’t help it. Her golden skin was made for my touch. And that’s how I always imagine it.
My phone rang as I swore a bit before picking it up, “Did you find her?!” I came off a bit rude and I took a breath and calmed down.
“Calm down, Prince. She’s not dead.” Neil answered as I laughed, “Not yet.”
“I found her.” Neil teased as I let my mouth turn into a devilish smile, “Where?”
I hear a pause as I roll my eyes before they start talking, “Liam and I have decided that we will not be revealing her location unless you tell us you like her.”
They cannot be fucking serious, leave it up to Neil and fucking Liam to ruin the rest if my fucking day. “How about you tell me where she is, and I won’t make you skate laps all of next practice?” I grew impatient as I walked off of a random bar.
From the five bars and three clubs I have went in and out of looking for Adrianna, three girls asked me if I was into orgies, and I rolled my eyes before slamming the door into their faces.
Still on the phone the two idiots pondered on my proposal.
“We have thought about your proposal and we both are prepared to make that sacrifice.”
I laugh to myself, checking my phone to track their locations, “You two are fucking dickheads. You will be running all the time next practice, and I know where she is.”
I hung up the phone, only hoping that I had a camera for their priceless reactions.
I was about four minutes away from the bar they were at, “The Ringer.” I let my eyes narrow at the glowing sign that became more of a view as I drove closer.
I look at the guard as he shakes his head lightly with a smile, “Are you Grayson Prince?”
I gave a concerned face, “Yeah?”
He nods, “Miss Hamilton said you would be coming.”
I rolled my eyes again, of course she would let the bouncer know that I was attending.
I stare at the man long enough for him to be reminded that I could easily reward him a black eye and a matching busted lip.
“VIP section two, table twelve.” He whispers as I nod, opening the door to see Liam and Neil looking at me with embarrassed faces.
“I don’t even want to fucking hear it from the both of you.” I passed them.
They tried to speak, “How did you know?” “Grayson, we are so sorry!” I hear Liam yell.
I shake my head, “You are still fucking skating.”
I approach the tables, spotting Margo and Verina as they take shots, looking hammered. Juliette had been flirting with some random guy that only looked at her boobs.
They were wearing revealing clothing and they looked beautiful, but all I could think about was what the fuck Adrianna was wearing.
My blood pressure rises as I look at Margo, “Where is she?” I say with a strangled breath.
Margo smirks, “She’s getting laid.”
Margo yawned obviously trying to get me riled up, “Fucking where?” I demanded as I looked around only to see people dancing and drinking.
Margo looked around yawning again, only this time, she had gotten me riled up. “Margo. I swear to God if I get asked by another girl to have an
orgy, I’m going to fucking lose it.”
Margo laughs, handing me a key, “Room two.” But before I snatch it, she pulls it away from me, her face gloomed a darker shade.
“The only reason I’m giving this to you is because I know Adrianna deserves better than to hand off her virginity to a guy that she just met.”
I nodded knowingly that Margo was serious, she was always carefree in many things, but her best friend’s feelings were never one of them.
I nod as she dangles the keys in front of me.
I grab the keys running to the individual rooms, knocking on the door before entering. I see Adrianna and a blonde six-foot stick grabbing her waist.
Her pale face looks at mine with a terrified expression.
Their clothes were still on, and I’ve never felt more empowered than ever.
I look at the blonde guy besides her who looked hammered as fuck.
I laugh, shaking my head, “I’m going to give you five fucking seconds to get your ass out of the damn bar before my fist meets your face.”
My fist were clenched as well as my jaw, venom in my eyes as I sent the man a cold stare that he knew could only end badly if he didn’t obey.
The man grabbed all his belongings running out as Adrianna looked at me with a serious expression. He slammed the door leaving me suffocating in a room with her.
“Take your shit. I’m taking you home.” I felt my blood boil and my heart race as she fixed her bra.
“Are you serious, Prince?” She sits on the bed, running her fingers through her hair frustrated.
“Take your damn shit and we’re fucking going.” I started picking up her heels that were scattered on the floor.
She looked annoyed and upset with me. “Adrianna. Let’s fucking go.”
She gets up on a huff, running out, running into a random man, who grabbed her by the waist, she flinches as the man then tried kissing her, “Come on baby, stop playing hard to get and fuck me.” The man murmurs as I feel fire shoot up my peripheral vision.
I laugh harshly, with a devilish smirk, building my fists, without even processing everything I smash my hard fist into the man’s jaw. I’m pretty sure I dislocated and broke it at the same time.
He falls to the ground, cold and out. I shoved everyone off that watched, Margo’s face was in view as I took Adrianna’s hand who was in shock, pulling her out of the bar.
“Let’s go.” I command as she listens, “You killed him!”
“I don’t give a fuck.” I pull her closer to me, “If another man touches you tonight, I will commit murder.”
She closes her lips, as I turn to her, “And don’t think I don’t have the money to cover it up.”
I turn around to see Margo, Verina, and Juliette run out waving at Adrianna and I’s glamourous departure.
“I’ll take care of the dead guy!” Margo takes a sip of her beverage while Adrianna practically flops around outside with no shoes, “Get in the damn car.”
My jaw clenches as she scowls at me, “You didn’t need to knock him out.”
“It’s not my fault he can’t fight.” I counter.
She sneers, “You result to violence every time.”
I knew that, but it only really happened when something happened to people, I care about.
I would never tell her that, so I stayed quiet instead.
It was yet another silent ride home as she looked out the window.
I didn’t feel like I was up to talking anyway as I pulled into her driveway.
Her body freezes, “I can’t go home tonight.” She mutters. I roll my eyes. “Why the fuck not?”
She sighs, “I just don’t want to fucking go home. Take me to a damn hotel.” She looks at me with fear in her eyes.
I backed out of her driveway, pulling into my house, “You’re sleeping in my room.”
“Fuck that.” She scoffs.
I park my car into the garage, “You can sleep on my bed, I’ll take the couch.”
She gets out of the car, slamming my door as I groan, knocking my head frontward to the horn.
Why did she have to be so damn difficult?
I walk up to my room quickly, not quite sure if she tore my whole fucking room apart already.
She stood out looking at the balcony door, hearing me set down my keys and she looked at me, rolling her eyes.
“Did you seriously fucking pick him?” I fold my arms as she laughed harshly.
Her eyes sank onto mine, “That was the plan, remember?”
She stands walking over to the door, “The plan was that I pick someone in a bar and let him fuck me mindlessly.”
I grit my teeth inside my mouth, “You don’t pick him !”
“Oh, I’m sorry, do I need to run things by you first before making any advancements in my love life?”
“That would be much appreciated.”
She looked like she was about to explode, “How dare you! You are so inconsiderate, selfish, arrogant, vile and everything I hate all at once.”
She shakes her head like she was going crazy.
Frantically trying to convey her feelings, but I knew how she felt, I felt it too.
I was frustrated and upset, but it was her time to rant.
“My love life is none of your business, especially when you made sure of that yourself or do we want to re-run the conversation yesterday.”
“You wanted this, remember?!” She accused me.
I knock my head back in frustration, “Throwing your virginity like a damn bouquet of flowers on a wedding day wasn’t the ideal idea.”
“Screw you!” She screams with conviction as I take a breath. “Adrianna, you were fucking kissing him.” I growl at her, obviously
angry and annoyed.
“I was informed that people do that when they have sex, and you should know that when you bang the whole fucking school, but God forbid you can’t touch me.”
I laugh, “You think I don’t want to touch you like he was touching you?”
“You make it seem like I’m a damn virus.” Her voice settles.
“You aren’t a virus.” I walked around, she was panting from the lack of oxygen while we yelled at each other.
“Then what the fuck am I to you?”
“You want to know what you fucking are to me?” I lose my composure as she backs down.
“You are a fucking drug. I can’t seem to get enough of you, and I don’t want to quit. But if I fucking do, I think I might die.”
I walk closer.
“Isn’t that how drugs work?!” I look deeper in her eyes. “If so, I’m a drug addict. Hell, I’m fucking addicted to everything about you damn it!”
I walk off I didn’t even care if I was rambling, “Ever since the day I saw you at the lake house in the Hamptons when we were kids, I’m pretty sure I was infatuated.”
“You were wearing fucking white dress with ruffled roses. You practically had a halo on your head and that’s when I knew I saw an angel for the first time.”
I run my frustrated fingers through my hair, “I made it my mission to always fucking protect you from anyone.” My breath was ragged, “Whether you hated me for it. I have made sure that everyman in Hawthorne knew you were and still are, off fucking limits.”
She stood in front of me with wide eyes, her chest heaving as I took a step closer. She didn’t back away this time. Instead, she walked closer, water built up in her sockets.
I didn’t know what exactly to call what we have been going through, what was happening between us, but I was addicted. She was a type of drug that was lethal if discovered.
“I don’t know what you are to me.” I swallow.
“But I want you.” I lick my lips, “God, I want all of you.”
Adrianna’s face stayed neutral, but then softens, “I have fucked up parts.” She laughed softly.
“I want them too.” I mutter as she breaks, her face falling as she runs to me, enveloping her body to mine, tightening her embrace as I place my hand on the back of her head, slowly petting.
She sobs, “I didn’t want him to take my virginity.”
Adrianna’s voice was muffled as she stuffed her face in my chest, crying, “If you hadn’t stopped me, I would’ve been done for.” She lets out, “I would’ve lost the last thing that doesn’t make me a burden.”
I shush her, calming her down, “You are not a burden, Cassian and don’t you ever blame yourself.” My hands couldn’t help but dig through her vixen hair.
She gulps her sobs, “I always do.”
She quiets down as I close my eyes, “You really want to lose your virginity?” I asked her.
Adrianna pulled away, “I don’t want you to do it if you don’t want to. I don’t want to force you or guilt trip you.” She says with a racing heart. I look at her, her beautiful self.
I pick her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I crash my lips into her mouth, “I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to.”
“August would care.” She whispers while sending shivers down my spine.
I didn’t care about what August wanted. I took one look at Adrianna and August wasn’t even in the picture anymore. I didn’t want to hurt anybody, but I wanted to be selfish with Adrianna.
Damn, I wanted to take her away and never give her back. She wasn’t mine to take, but I knew… if someone did take her away.
I would kill.
She trembled as I swallowed, “August moved on. I wanted to move on too, but I felt too guilty taking what I’ve really wanted from the start.”
Adrianna looked into my eyes, “Don’t say that to make me feel better.”
I grab her face, letting my lips crash into hers. My heart raced as she held on to me for dear life. This was a need, and I knew it. This was what I needed, and she wanted it too. She pulled me closer, which I didn’t think was possible.
She started to rip my clothes off, my shirt being thrown to the ground as she moaned into my mouth.
“I want this to be special.”
She pulls away as I tilt my head, “This is special.” “No.” She breathes out.
“I want you to destroy me.”
She takes a deep breath, walking away, her eyes still set on mine as I take a seat on my chair, my eyes never leaving hers.
She places her hands on the waistband of her skirt, her chest heaving as she bites her lip.
ADRIANNA
“I
don’t want to disappoint you, Prince.” My voice burned through the tension in the room as Grayson slowly placed his gaze on mine.
My heart felt like it was running a marathon.
“Disappoint me?” His voice lowered as his body inched closer to mine. My body shivered as he pushed a loose curl behind my ear, placing his hand to cup my cheek again.
“You let him kiss you?”
His thumb grazed my bottom lip as I breathed out, “Yes.”
“These lips… only belong to me.” He breathed out as I took a huge gulp of my own words.
Silence.
Grayson and I felt our bodies shake as his cold hands confined my warm body.
I placed my hand hesitantly on his chest as he hesitated to let me rest there. I looked down at his scars on the side of his body, my heart ached.
I almost wanted to cry as I touched them, I hadn’t asked them about it before because it was never my place. He would tell me when he was ready.
“And these scars on your body are only to be mended by me…” I mutter, tears falling down the side of my cheeks, my fingers couldn’t help but run across them.
His scars weren’t fresh, and I knew that, but I could tell it still affected him like a reopened wound.
My eyes glistened as I thought a moment of relief spread across his face, I was unsure if I was hurting him.
But I was mistaken.
He avoided my eyes as he looked away from me, my heart melting as I knew it had no right to… but it did.
“Why would someone do this to you?” I say as my voice breaks. “Who would do this to you?” I ask with pain riding my voice.
“It was a long time ago.” His eyes reach mine with tears falling down his cheek. I knew he was talking about his scars.
“Little by little, I don’t really remember how it happened.” I bit my bottom lip as he took his time to explain. I didn’t want to force him.
Grayson lifts my body to the chair as I sit on top of him, he lifts my shirt revealing my mending cuts.
“We match.” He says with sorrow behind his words, we matched in the most fucked up way possible. We needed each other in the most screwed up way.
I laugh gently, “We match.”
He takes a shaky breath, his hand hesitant to roam around me. He touches me so lightly, like feathers, he drew stars around my scars.
My eyes flashed, “No, I can’t. It’s too fucked up.” I muttered as he placed his hand on my cuts, my body jolting as I pulled his hand back.
“Why is it so hard for you to believe someone will stay with you through thick and thin?” I resisted Grayson’s touch as I felt him soften.
“Do you honestly think you are that broken that no one is capable of loving you?”
Yes.
Silence.
Grayson pulled me back to his body as my face was glowing with iridescent tears.
His hand squeezing mine as I felt the pain radiate through my body to
his.
“Yes, I am broken. I can’t let the only good thing in my life be
destroyed by me.”
I couldn’t help but close my eyes.
I shed a small tear as I breathed in and out slowly, Grayson placing his hand on my heart.
“You don’t think I’m broken too?” He forced his eyes onto mine as I looked away slowly.
He brings my face back to force his gaze on mine.
I turned away once again, walking away to sit down across from him in his armchair, his eyes still boring into mine.
His eyes sent goosebumps all around my body as he relaxed his touch, still staring into my eyes.
I bite my bottom lip as I slowly walk in front of him, taking a deep breath while gently taking off my coat, dropping it on the ground.
His body shifted as he took the sight in.
I slowly unbutton my long sleeve shirt, showing my black laced bra, my eyes still locked on to his.
“You don’t want this,” Grayson muttered as he bit his bottom lip, gripping the arm of his chair tightly.
“I do… and I can prove it to you.” I breathed out, placing my hand behind me, slowly unzipping my skirt, until it seductively fell down to my ankles.
Grayson sits up, loosening his collar slowly, standing up, walking closer to me as I was only left in my underwear.
He slowly pushes me to sit on the desk while gripping both of my hands behind my back, tying my wrists together. My whole body was on fire, excitement rattled through my body.
He makes himself back in front of me as I hear both of our hearts beating faster by the second. Grayson’s hand crept to the back of my scalp, grabbing a fist full of hair, and pulled my head back, so his eyes could meet mine.
“Open your legs.” He demanded me with such force that I felt my knees buckle.
Without hesitation, my legs spread wide open as his hand crept itself to my heat, causing me to groan out.
His fingers trailed lightly, like feathers to the inner parts of my thighs.
He sucked my jaw, knowing with hesitance, rush, and passion.
I tilt my head to the side and let out soft moans that release from the back of my throat. My hand unable to move he bends down and gets on his knees, making unbreakable feverish eye contact with me the whole time.
He pulls my waist closer to his warm radiating breath as I knock my head back.
His fingers wander up to feel the skin on my lower back as he placed a soft kiss on my throbbing heat, through my laced underwear.
“Wet already?” He looked up with a smirk on his face as I closed my eyes with embarrassment. “Keep your eyes open and look at me at all times.” He demands as I swallow.
His eyes met mine again as he gave a subtle smirk. His kisses trailed from my underwear, along to my abdomen… then to my nipples.
His breaths gently brush them, he inches out his tongue, which I feel on the tip of my nipple, I shiver.
I moan out. He takes it as an invitation, shoving his face deep, and biting as much as he could, sucking and rubbing the skin on my chest. Sending electrical sparks through my body.
I tremor his touch.
His kisses leave trails of devastation to the nape of my neck, while his fingers pinched my nipples between his fingers then tug. His voice so ragged, he moans against my skin as I grunt.
I could feel my heat getting wetter as I craved him, more than I should. “Grayson… please—” I groaned as he looked into my eyes.
“Please what Dove?” He places his hand on my neck, harshly shaking
it.
“Please, Prince.” I groaned as his eyes narrowed and brows furrowed.
“It’s almost like you don’t know the way I fuck.” He shook my head by
my hair again.
He was right. I didn’t. I’ve only heard about it.
All the signs right now… pointed to him being extremely rough…
My heart dropped as he looked back with a smile, “Relax, Dove, it’s your first time.” I let out a breath.
I didn’t question what was about to be done… All I knew was that I was going to enjoy it.
His fingers and warm mouth trailed kisses across my body and tickled across my skin. Warm and gentle, practically teasing the insides of my legs… not rough, deep, or close to where I wanted him to be.
His hands massaged my stomach and hips. He goes back to my thighs as he taunted me with his tongue dancing on my skin. I buck my lips forward in desperation for more touch.
He was waiting.
He looks up at me with greed and his desires for me and sexual gratification.
I feel Grayson’s bulge from his pants grow harder as I moan out. I could be dreaming right now.
“Oh, darling…” He whispers in my ear, his fingers making their way to my wet clit, causing me to moan out, craving for more.
“You want to be fucked so badly.” A smirk occurred on his face as I closed my eyes hoping he would grant my wishes.
I wanted it. I wanted him to fuck me. Thoroughly. Every muscle in me ached to be filled… slapped and bitten by him.
Grayson inserts two or three fingers inside of me, causing me to whimper, being caught off guard. My core tightened, squeezing his fingers.
I try and force my way down to where his fingers began, but he chuckles and moves his hands away.
“You want me inside of you. My hard cock deep inside of you, pounding in and out…” His voice is raspy and on edge.
Grayson looked into my eyes as they confided in him. I felt both of our hearts in sync as he took a gulp.
He pulled me closer, my body screaming for release.
He grunted into me, both of us shaking. His hands up around me, Grayson pumped his fingers in and out of me at a fast pace as I couldn’t help but make incoherent noises.
His lips making their way onto mine as he bites down on my bottom lip, his fingers curling causing me to knock my head back in pleasure.
“Show me how much you want me Grayson.” I moaned as he breathed onto my neck.
No words were exchanged.
He started rubbing his thumb on my clit as I let out a loud moan before muffling the noise by shocking my face into his neck.
Grayson’s pants were discarded on the floor along with his boxers as he took a deep breath looking at me. He lines his rock-hard dick up with my soaked entrance.
Grayson pulls out a condom from his discarded pants, ripping the wrapper by his teeth, putting the condom on.
He struggled as his dick size was extraordinary. “Try not to make a sound.” He held a wide smile.
“There’s people outside.” He whispers as I laugh gently. I pause, my eyes widen, “What?!”
Grayson laughs, “Don’t worry we won’t do anything that my family would hear.”
His voice penetrated through my whole body as he slammed his lengthy dick inside of me, causing me to bite on his shoulder. Grayson starts off slowly moving in and out of me, attempting to tease me.
I moan. My hand slamming on my mouth, “Oh my god, your sister could hear us.”
He shakes his head, “She’s not going to hear a thing. She’s probably blasting Taylor Swift in her eardrums.”
My body constricts around him as I nudge towards him making us both groan. I felt every part of him, and he entered in and out of me.
“Harder.” I whispered.
He shook his head, “No I’ll hurt you.”
“Grayson.” I moaned in his ear, his pace immediately started thrusting harder and faster, placing one hand on the wall behind me to steady himself. His hip thrusts in and out of me at a steady yet swift pace as he hits deep inside of me.
“Grayson—” He deepens his thrusts, “Fuck, I—.”
“I said, don’t make a sound.” He growled in my ear after feeling myself clench around him already. I bit my lips together as he snapped his hips up into mine, feeling him throb and twitch inside of me.
“Grayson, I’m going to come—,” I breathed out as he gave me nothing and went faster. I moan in his neck as he pulls my back and slams his lips onto mine… I kiss him back instantly as his pace starts to falter. My body is sore already but I’m chasing after my orgasm.
“Sluts don’t get to come.” He addresses me as I look at him with hazy eyes, “And you let him almost fuck you.”
I moan as he smirks wickedly.
He ran his hands through my hair, tugging it. Intense pleasure started to wash over me… feeling my stomach tighten. He looks at me with a dangerous gaze.
“What did I say about coming?”
This droves Grayson over the edge as his pace became sloppy, delivering a particularly sharp thrust. In an animalistic pace he pounded on me, so hard I felt him hit my pelvis.
The sharp pain mixed with pleasure became very familiar at that moment. Grayson picked me up, slamming me on the bed.
Spreading my legs wide open, as he slams his dick inside of me once more causing me to moan out.
He adjusts himself to such an angle where he hits the right spot, with full thrusts, and at the same time, he glazes over my clit, sending shivers down my spine.
The rhythmic slapping of his dick going in and out of me turned me on even more.
His voice so raspy and low, he began swearing, halted on impact within with sharp breath intake when I tried to make out specific sounds and anguished voices within him.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
I felt my walls clenching and my stomach starting to loosen, as his dick got even more buried than I would’ve thought never possible.
Grayson placed his hand on my neck, squeezing as I whimpered and moaned underneath him.
“Fuck. Gray.” I warned him as he only quickened his pace.
“I know, Dove.” He groaned while placing his other hand on my lower stomach.
“Wh— What are you doing?” I moan out in frustration in the midst of my orgasm.
Grayson lowers his lips onto my ear as he bites my earlobe. “I want to feel myself, going in and out of you… with every thrust, going deeper and deeper.”
He pushes his whole length in once more causing me to gasp out, his hand pushing slightly harder on my stomach. Fuck. I felt as though I was in a state of euphoria.
“I want to feel your stomach tighten around me when you come.”
“Fuck Grayson—” I knock my head back in frustration and build in pleasure, as I bucked my hips towards him, causing him to grunt out.
He tightened his grip on my neck, as he thrust harder and faster once more.
“Come.”
His voice bellowed, causing my back to arch up, my stomach squeezing him, and my walls clenching around his throbbing dick.
“That’s it, Adrianna.”
He massaged my lower stomach, as I felt myself spill all around him. I moaned out with pleasure as he pulled me closer with such ease.
“Good girl.” He whispered, causing electricity to run up my spine, pulling him in.
I crash our hungry lips on top of each other, I straddle myself on top of him.
He groaned as I was now sitting on top of him, leaning down, his dick not inside of me as it grazes around my folds, causing me to shiver.
I was still majorly sore, and I knew it.
I ran my hands up his chest, as my kisses touched his flex abs, and my hands ran through his silky, blond hair.
I sit up, looking down at him as his eyes roll to the back of his head. I move my hips back and forth, running my fingers down to his dick,
adjusting him to push inside of me, as he groaned out.
I threw my hair to the side, so my hair would flip to the side, I stabilized myself from falling by resting my arms on his chest.
I looked at him with a lustful gaze, he looked up at me, as he bit his lip. I took a breath in as I worked my way down on his long, hard, throbbing dick.
Grayson placed his hand on my waist, to slowly guide me down, all the way. I finally make it down as I part my lips in disbelief and pleasure.
I lift my waist up, as I slam back down, causing Grayson to grip on my waist tighter. “Fuck…” He groaned out as I repeated the same motion, only faster and harder. I bounced up and down as he crumbled underneath me. I ran my hands up my breasts as he clenched his jaw.
He sat up wrapping his arms around me, his lips crashing on my nipples as I moaned. I felt his dick twitch as I bounced faster and harder. His breathing ragged and his words became incoherent.
I felt him almost at the edge as he started bucking his hips, at the same rhythm as my bounces, his mouth creeping on my neck as his lips created hickeys.
I bounced faster, feeling his dick throb inside of me, on the edge of his orgasm.
“Come on Grayson, come for me.” I groaned while slamming myself back down on his dick even when it hurt like hell.
“It’s not about me. Fuck, baby—,” I bounced faster, as my moan crept on his neck, my frustrations were high and beyond reach. Grayson bit my neck as I moaned out, feeling his dick still hard inside of me. Without knowing, I orgasmed at the same time as him.
He shudders, as he continues, giving a few more soft thrusts to ride out both of our orgasms. His body wrapped around my tired and weak body. Tears spilled from my face as he kissed them away.
“It’s okay, Dove.” He whispers, “I’m right here.”
