Ella’s back hit Eric’s bed, the furniture letting out a creak with the shock of their sudden and urgent movements. He was teasing her, drawing everything out, trying to savoir the moment; his kisses hot and deep. A thought dawned in her mind; only a few days ago she had been in this very bed, innocently cuddling her then high as a kite boyfriend. The contrast to the previous moment, forced her to realise that their relationship had been so harshly destroyed in such a small amount of time. This whole catastrophe was his fucking fault. Her internal frustration caused her to become rougher; biting, nipping, scratching. She wanted to punish him and pleasure herself.
Her white dress was pulled over head, and Eric rans his hands over her bare waist. His cool fingertips were a welcome relief to some of the heat she feels. She arches into his touch, trying to remove all the distance between them, but he is practically fully clothed, while she is only clad in her deep red demi bra and panties. She breaks their breathy and fervent kisses, pushing him up, grabbing at his collar, so they are both kneeling in the centre of his bed. “Unfair.” She huffs, pouting. Ella quickly unbuttons his dress shirt; and then eagerly places her hand on the base of his neck and pulls him back into the kiss. She is moving her hands down to his trousers, trailing them along his taut muscles. She lets out an involuntary groan of pleasure; her selfishness becoming obvious, she would definitely miss those. She lingers only for a second, tracing his abs with the tips of her fingers. She nips at his bottom lip, and unfastens his belt; only two or three garments clad to them now, separating their bodies.
They are both tangled in each other; she is lying on her back, moving her hips in agonizingly slow circles, trying to push him to his limits. Eric is rasping something she can’t hear, her pulse and their breathing drowning out his words. Ella want to leave a mark, she will not be forgotten. She rakes her fingernails across his back, her action almost vicious; they had never interacted like this before. She is fondly his arms, yanking his hair, whatever ever part of him she can get. She hooks her legs around him, straining to control herself. Her mouth crashes onto his;everything is messy, and she has to fight to catch her breath. She whimpers: “hurry”, the plea leaving her chapped, swollen lips. She shudders against him, her entire body set ablaze. She knows that after this, there may be nothing left between them except the mistake that is tonight, but she has blindly jumped into the deep end. Fuck now or forever hold your peace.
Eric helped Ella in the attempt to take his clothes off, quickly stripping the fabric from his skin. Even though there was barely anything between them at this point, it wasn't enough. He wanted every inch of her against him. Taking the same route as her, he moved his hands behind her back to unclasp her bra; clawing into her back as it fell away from from her body.
He closed his eyes tightly as her fingers raked his back in return, fighting the urge to moan as she became more and more aggressive. It was surprising that she could be so rough with him. But even so, it was enjoyable. Lightly, he moved his mouth to the base of her neck; licking, kissing, and biting a trail down to her chest. He flicked his tongue across her right nipple before taking it into his mouth. While doing so, he idle moved his hand to the other side, paying close attention to her moans and movements.
Then she whimpered, practically begging him for more- and that was all it took. He wanted her, all of her, now. It started off as a need to take things slowly, but it was past that at this point. He obliged, taking control once more as he flipped her onto her back in one quick motion.
He took no time in removing the remainder of their clothing, tossing it aside carelessly. Eric looked down at the girl below him, her eyes filled with a lust and a hatred that somehow made things that much more enjoyable. He claimed her lips with his own as he pushed inside of her, again fighting the urge to call out in pleasure. But there was only so much self control a person could have.
He buried his face into her neck, biting harder to keep himself quiet. He could hear Ella panting, moaning, moving her body to help him in pleasuring her more. Eric gave up on his somewhat stubborn attempt to stay quiet as he moved in and out of her. "Fuck!" He called out, moving a spare hand to her hair, tangling his fingers in the blonde locks.
Any gentleness that was once preset was gone. This wasn't about the fact that they both still wanted each other, nor was it an attempt to keep their relationship in tact. It was all of their frustrations being let out in the most pleasurable way possible. There was biting, clawing, hair pulling, and forceful movements. It wasn't about love, or anything remotely close to caring about each other. They were both being selfish; and it was nothing but pure bliss.
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