A Day of Ruin

Chapter 11

Harlow

Shockfloodedthroughme like I had been struck by lightning. My whole body buzzed and I wasn’t entirely convinced that it wasn’t the alcohol anymore.

I pushed back into Dex, our lips crashing against each other as we fought for control. My hands opened, dropping my shoes and keys, the items making a soft thud on the floor.

Stretching up on my toes, I threw my arms around Dex’s neck, pulling him closer as I desperately sought the physical and emotional connection to another human.

I needed to just feel.

His hands gripped my hips tightly, pulling me as close as possible. My skin felt warm... no – hot, as we melted against each other. And when his tongue pushed past my lips and found mine, I moaned. I was ready to burst into flames.

It had been so long since I had had sex, and there was something about vodka that made me feel promiscuous. Maybe it was Lily’s influence finally seeping through.

Dex pulled back suddenly, a dark look on his face as he observed me. I stood there, panting as I waited for him to say something. A part of me panicked, ready for the unmistakable denial that was sure to come.

He licked his bottom lip, running a hand over his stubbled jaw.

“Harlow...” he started.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to look him in the eye. I was used to rejection so I could take it. I could take it...

“On your knees.”

The panic shattered inside me into a hundred pieces as his command rippled through me. His green eyes looked at me expectantly, and although they still held a darkness, it wasn’t hate I was seeing.

It was fucking lust and longing.

Immediately, the thought had me sinking to my knees. I looked up from my position on the ground as his fingers stroked under my chin.

“Good girl,” he murmured and something in my stomach tightened.

I wanted to please everyone, all the time. It was who I was. And after being shunned for 7 months, the praise ricocheted through me like a brass bullet.

Dex cupped my cheek, his fingers stroking my soft skin gently.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful...”

Two tears slipped down my cheeks. I wasn’t sure if I had even heard him correctly but they were the sweetest words I had heard in so long and I clung to them.

My hands reached up, grabbing the band of his grey sweatpants as the urge to please took over. I bit my bottom lip as I eyed his straining dick through the forgiving material. He certainly had nothing to be ashamed about. Not by a fucking long shot.

His hands grabbed mine before I could pull the waistband down, and I looked at him with uncertainty.

“Tonight, you’re mine. Nothing else exists. Nothing except you and I. I’m going to show you how much I care about you. And I’m going to fuck you as hard as I hate you.”

Dex removed his hands slowly, leaving mine on him. He nodded at me slowly, giving permission to proceed.

I no longer cared that he hated me. All that existed in my mind was right now, backed by the good memories of us. For the first time in a long time, I was seeing the old Dex, my roommate and friend.

The elastic stretched as I pulled it down, my mouth parting as I stared at his length. It was perfect, it was fucking amazing. And I needed it now.

I gripped the base, positioning it towards me. I gave a few cautious test pumps, my self-conscious state vanishing as Dex groaned and wound his fingers into my hair, gripping my head.

His groans were pure sex and I could feel my panties getting damp at the sound of them. His fingers tightened on my scalp and he gave a little tug, pulling me closer.

I looked up, catching his eye as I understood his command. My pink lips parted as his tip touched them, making room for him to slide in.

“Fuck baby,” he hissed, his length slowly sliding into my warm mouth.

I hummed my agreement, earning myself another groan. Dex released one of his hands reluctantly, using it to remove his shirt. My eyes shot up, taking in his naked chest and abdomen, the soft outlines of his slender hips and strong muscles sending me into a malfunction.

His other hand vanished from the grip in my hair and before I could protest, he stepped back, sliding out of my mouth. I looked at him expectantly, letting out a little yelp as he leaned down, linking my arms to lift me up.

My legs wrapped around his slender waist, his bulging muscles carrying me with ease.

This was it. This was when I would come undone.

My world was breaking into pieces as he tore down my protective barriers. My physical and emotional vulnerabilities were being attacked, being made to surrender to Dex’s commands.

Dex’s bedroom door came into view and he kicked it open with his foot, the door bouncing off the wall. I looked around, his desk full of notes in front of his PC. In the middle of the wall was his bed, the blue sheets and comforter oddly inviting. The room smelled like Dex, the lingering presence of his aftershave and cologne heightening my senses.

I was in trouble. And I fucking loved it.

I let out a squeal as he dropped me on the bed, my body bouncing with the gravity as I hit the soft mattress. Dex stood over me, pushing down his sweats and kicking them off as his eyes raked over me. But it wasn’t like the guy at the bar who had tried to hit on Lily before being shooed away once we had our drinks. No - this was the look.

“Hmm...” Dex hummed, his hand slowly stroking his hardness as he watched me carefully. “Take your dress off.”

I sat up, using my arms to hold me up from behind. Dex took a step back to make room for me to stand. I held his gaze as I slowly lifted my dress off me. I flicked it away, the black heap landing on top of his sweats.

Dex looked at me heatedly, taking in my lacey black bra and high waisted matching panties. He stood in silence, his gaze burning into my skin. My arms automatically reached out, ready to cover myself when his hands shot out to grab me.

“Don’t you dare. Do not cover yourself in front of me. When you’re in here, you’re mine. This body is mine and I’m going to goddamn fucking worship it.”

My hands dropped to my sides, and I bit the inside of my lip to stop the nerves from forcing my arms back up. Dex dropped to his knees in front of me, his face dangerously close to my thighs.

“Let me see you,” he breathed, his fingers hooking into the sides of my underwear and pulling it down.

My cheeks burned bright but I found myself intoxicated by his look. I felt compelled to watch his face, his reactions as he undressed me.

Dex stared at my bare, exposed skin, his eyes darkening as he took it all in.

“Fuck, Harlow. Don’t hide this. Not ever.” His fingers traced up the outside of my thigh as he looked up at my face. “Take your bra off – now.”

I was quick to comply, eager to please him. I made hasty work of the flimsy material, tossing it aside as I looked at him, greedy for more.

His hands wrapped around the backs of my thighs and I realized a second too late what was happening as he suddenly lifted my legs up onto his shoulders. I fell backwards, my back hitting the mattress but before I could recover, his mouth was on me. His tongue attacked my clit without warning, my back violently arching up from the sudden assault of pleasure.

“Fuck!” I hissed, gasping for air. The moans rolled out of my lips along with incoherent words as he lapped at me hungrily.