《Hate me [Finished]》15.
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(Гледна точка на Lee Jong Suк)
Вече не знам какво да правя.Това момиче ме подлудява.Но...
Майка ми поиска да завърша в Сеул,а после,ако искам,да се преместя.Истината е,че се преместих,не,защото ме помолиха,а защото исках да я забравя.Не исках всеки ден,когато тя ме вижда,да си мисли как я изнасилих и каква болка й причиних.Сърцето ми се разкъсва,като мисля,какво направих.Искам я щастлива,но това ще стане без аз да се меся в живота й.
И така преместих се,но уви не спрях да мисля за нея.Реших през ваканцията да се върна в Сеул,за да видя семейството си.Обаче когато взимах билетите си за обратния полет,я видях.Беше толкова красива.Но...беше с друг.Изглеждаше щастлива.Харесва ми да я виждам такава.Въпреки,че при мисълта за това,че друг я докосва,ставах нервен.Но аз не можех да я докосвам,нямам това право.
Случката в тоалетната ме изненада.Мисля,че й липсвам.Искаше й се да ме целуне.Защо?Нима е забравила какво й причиних?!Мамка му,момиче,подлудяваш ме.
Охх,майка ми поиска да се върна.А сега какво ще правя?!
Влязох в стаята и я видях.Лежеше на чина.Забелязах и гаджето й.Ясно,няма да имам контакт с нея.Учителят ми ми каза,че е пазила мястото ми цяла година.По дяволите,Ha-Neul,защо?
Тя поиска да говори с мен.Бях честен с нея.Защо по дяволите започвам темата със секса.Охх,момиче,желая те.За последно,ако може.Желая те.
Мина седмица от както се върнах на училище.Имахме физическо.Отидох в съблекалните и я видях.Беше с рокля и явно трябва да се преоблече.Както беше в гръб,се приближих тихо.Тя се обърна.Започна да ме целува страстно.Какво правиш,кучко?Съблече тениската ми,а аз якето й.Роклята й беше черна и по тялото.Хванах я за врата и започнах да я целувам там.Мачках гърдите й.Усетих устните й на тила си.Развързах връзката на роклята и прелестите й се оголиха пред мен.Започнах да ги целувам.Боже,колко ми липсваше тялото й.Свалих изцяло роклята и бельото й и почнах да целувам дупето й.Вкарах езика си в отвора й.Тя стенеше тихо.Обърна се отпред.Тя хвана косата ми.Аз задвижих езика си в нея.Ръката ми шареше по бедрото й.Исках да спра.Отдръпнах се от нея,но тя ме придърпа обратно.Целувах я по врата.Не исках да навлизам в нея,но тя не ми даде избор.Вкарах пръсти в нея.Тя започна да стене.Поиграх си пет минути така,а след това изкарах пръстите си и си измих ръцете.Наистина не исках да й го причинявам.Без да казва нищо,тя посочи издутината в дънките ми.Да,много ме беше възбудила.Свали дънките ми.Аз я спрях и я прегърнах през кръста.Тя сля устните ни нежно и ми каза да продължа.Свалих боксерките си.Внимателно нявлязох в нея.Тя изстена.Болеше я.Хвана косата ми.Моля те,не ме карай да го правя.Момичето ми кимна с глава да продължа.Започнах да се движа бавно и плавно,без да навлизам навътре.Явно й харесваше.Усмихна ми се.Леко забързах темпото.След около десет минути извадих приятеля си и свърших.
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Тя ми се усмихна отново.Дойде и ме прегърна.Целуна ме нежно по бузата.Направи ми знак да й помогна да се облече.Обух внимателно бикините й и закопчах сутиена й.След това си обух боксерките и дънките.Тя дойде и ги закопча внимателно.Сложи си екипа,а след това дойде и ми навлече тениската ми.След като двамата вече не бяхме голи,тя започна да си оправя косата.
Отново се замислих какво й бях причинил.Това е непростимо.Обичам я повече от всичко,но вместо да разкрия чувствата си,аз я чукам.Има си приятел.Защо въобще си мисля,че имам шанс.
Докато размишлявах над това,ръцете й обвиха кръста ми.Тя подпря главата на рамото си,а от устата й излязоха думите:
-Липсваше ми!
Отблъснах я.Взех си нещата и си тръгнах.На излизане й казах:
-Повече не общувай с мен.
Чух тихото й хленчене.Затворих очи.Момиче,правя го за твое добро!
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