wrapped his arm tight around me grinning, jeez he’s easy to talk to.
After a couple of minutes easy chatting and flirting, we pulled outside a really crappy building.
There was graffiti everywhere, women hanging out on the street corner eyeing Jamie with a seductive smile. He grabbed my hand and helped me out of the cab, pulling me close to his side, whilst looking around cautiously, he looked a little tense. Once inside the building it got even worse, there were cracks in the walls and more graffiti, saying things I wouldn‘t dare say in front of my mother. There was even a homeless guy asleep on the floor in the hallway.
I cringed into him, a little scared, maybe this isn’t such a good idea. “I thought you said this wasn’t a nice place,” I joked, making him chuckle.
He hurried me up the stairs and we stopped outside the door, I was suddenly really nervous. I was starting to feel a little stupid for coming to this crappy part of town with a complete stranger, for sex. Jeez, this wasn’t me, I never did anything even remotely reckless in my life, I was always the sensible one.
The door finally opened and he ushered me in. His room was totally bare, he literally had nothing, there was a dresser with a chair, a bed and a chest of drawers. There was not one photo or anything to say that this room was even being used. I heard him shut the door behind me and I turned to watch him lock us in with three locks on the door. I gulped and couldn‘t help the shiver that ran through me, yep definitely stupid Ellie, you’re about to get murdered, beaten and used, and probably not in that order.
He turned and looked at me when he was done with the door. I don’t know what my face looked like, but he suddenly looked sad and hurt. “You want to go? We don’t have to do this. I’ll call you a cab,” he said softly, making no moves to come anywhere near me as he pulled a phone out of his pocket.
If he’s saying I can go then maybe he’s not such a bad guy after all, and my God he’s so hot. I took a step towards him and he just watched me cautiously not moving, maybe he was afraid he’d scare me or something, he looked really nervous. This gave me some confidence back, so I closed the distance and pressed my body to his.
“I don’t want to go. Just don’t hurt me or anything, ok?” I said jokingly, but actually half serious.
He smiled, “I won’t, I promise.” He brought his lips down to mine softly.
As soon as he kissed me, my body started longing for him again, worse than in the club. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he stepped into me, pushing me against the wall gently and running his hands down my body, making me tingle. He got to the bottom of my dress and slowly started pulling it over my head, his fingers trailing along my body as he did, it felt like he was trembling a little. He dropped my dress on the floor and kissed me deeply as he ran his hands down my body slowly, making me burn with need. I unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off of his shoulders, he flinched slightly.
His body was amazing, toned and had the outlines of a six pack but not too defined, just perfect. He had lots of small scars over his abs and chest, probably from fighting or something, looking at the place he lived in. I trailed my fingers over them, wondering if he was in trouble a lot, he stiffened and I heard him suck in a sharp breath. He was watching my face, looking really unsure for some reason. I pulled his mouth back to mine, he moaned a little in the back of his throat making me so hot I’m surprised I wasn’t on fire. I could still feel the alcohol sloshing around in my system, urging me to do something I’d never done before, something I wouldn’t dare do if I wasn’t wasted.
“You have any music?” I asked, as he kissed down my neck.
He smiled against my skin. “Not really, I have a radio.” He grabbed the remote control and turned a crappy little stereo on.
Rihanna’s Rude boy was
After a couple of minutes easy chatting and flirting, we pulled outside a really crappy building.
There was graffiti everywhere, women hanging out on the street corner eyeing Jamie with a seductive smile. He grabbed my hand and helped me out of the cab, pulling me close to his side, whilst looking around cautiously, he looked a little tense. Once inside the building it got even worse, there were cracks in the walls and more graffiti, saying things I wouldn‘t dare say in front of my mother. There was even a homeless guy asleep on the floor in the hallway.
I cringed into him, a little scared, maybe this isn’t such a good idea. “I thought you said this wasn’t a nice place,” I joked, making him chuckle.
He hurried me up the stairs and we stopped outside the door, I was suddenly really nervous. I was starting to feel a little stupid for coming to this crappy part of town with a complete stranger, for sex. Jeez, this wasn’t me, I never did anything even remotely reckless in my life, I was always the sensible one.
The door finally opened and he ushered me in. His room was totally bare, he literally had nothing, there was a dresser with a chair, a bed and a chest of drawers. There was not one photo or anything to say that this room was even being used. I heard him shut the door behind me and I turned to watch him lock us in with three locks on the door. I gulped and couldn‘t help the shiver that ran through me, yep definitely stupid Ellie, you’re about to get murdered, beaten and used, and probably not in that order.
He turned and looked at me when he was done with the door. I don’t know what my face looked like, but he suddenly looked sad and hurt. “You want to go? We don’t have to do this. I’ll call you a cab,” he said softly, making no moves to come anywhere near me as he pulled a phone out of his pocket.
If he’s saying I can go then maybe he’s not such a bad guy after all, and my God he’s so hot. I took a step towards him and he just watched me cautiously not moving, maybe he was afraid he’d scare me or something, he looked really nervous. This gave me some confidence back, so I closed the distance and pressed my body to his.
“I don’t want to go. Just don’t hurt me or anything, ok?” I said jokingly, but actually half serious.
He smiled, “I won’t, I promise.” He brought his lips down to mine softly.
As soon as he kissed me, my body started longing for him again, worse than in the club. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he stepped into me, pushing me against the wall gently and running his hands down my body, making me tingle. He got to the bottom of my dress and slowly started pulling it over my head, his fingers trailing along my body as he did, it felt like he was trembling a little. He dropped my dress on the floor and kissed me deeply as he ran his hands down my body slowly, making me burn with need. I unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off of his shoulders, he flinched slightly.
His body was amazing, toned and had the outlines of a six pack but not too defined, just perfect. He had lots of small scars over his abs and chest, probably from fighting or something, looking at the place he lived in. I trailed my fingers over them, wondering if he was in trouble a lot, he stiffened and I heard him suck in a sharp breath. He was watching my face, looking really unsure for some reason. I pulled his mouth back to mine, he moaned a little in the back of his throat making me so hot I’m surprised I wasn’t on fire. I could still feel the alcohol sloshing around in my system, urging me to do something I’d never done before, something I wouldn’t dare do if I wasn’t wasted.
“You have any music?” I asked, as he kissed down my neck.
He smiled against my skin. “Not really, I have a radio.” He grabbed the remote control and turned a crappy little stereo on.
Rihanna’s Rude boy was
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