《FIFTEEN SHADES》Chapter Thirty Five: Mine
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I updated early because of @Brooklyn583 @LuLu95549
So please forgive my mistakes.
Jerry make a grab for him. Fisting his hoodie and dragging him to his nose before he can get any sort of bearing.
"Jerry please stop!" I shriek, moving toward them
"No! What the fûck do you want with my daughter? What do you plan to do with her??"
I've seen Jerry angry a handful of times, because i piss him off a lot, reporters gets on our nerves, writes up about me pisses him off, nearly being assault pisses him the fuvk off!
Those times I've seen his level of anger and how dangerous he can be! But now he looks livid! Like he could explode in seconds. I'm almost afraid he's going to pull out his gun
"Jerry please! Don't do this!"
"You better answer me this fücking instant! There is no way I'm going to let you hurt her like the others or anyone else! He wasn't here when you had panic attacks, fücking asthma attacks! Lying through your teeth that you were fine! This past months as been hell! So fuvking answer me right now what the fuck do you want with my daughter??"
Lucy breathes hard and shoves Jerry off of him. "I'm not going to hurt her. I care about her!"
"Bullshît! You've put her more to tears than her actually parents and that's saying a lot! Where were you these past months when she had to be put back on meds, scrolling down to round one with her therapist! You were not the one carrying her knocked out state of tears to bed! You were not the one that had to thread slowly with her, you were not the one coming every ight to ensure that she was okay! You mostly definitely were not here! You're full of shït! I will not let you hurt her again! If you push me too fücking hard, this contract is over!"
I just stare at Jerry in shock, i still feel my tears falling but the world pauses for long seconds because whattt!
I knew he was furious, but i had no idea he would take it to this point! I had no idea he would be this livid.
And I really had no idea he felt that way this past months. This is my fault
"I'm never going to hurt her again. She matters to me, you cannot belittle what I feel for her because you don't know shït! And there is no fücking way I'll let you take her away from me! она моя женщина! моя! Блядь!"
"You fücking son of bïtch! That is useless...."
"Jerry, jer!" I move in between them and hug him tight, i just need any sort of contact and to stop both of them "please stop," I sob into his chest "please just stop I'm begging you. I'll handle this but please stop"
I feel his tense rigid self stiffen and wait and wait sobbing into his shirt "Fine, stop crying Aya! I have too much of those in my head as it is"
His hand rubs on my back, kissing the crown of my head and he sighs.
Something feel lighter in my chest, and my tears subsides. I don't ever want to disappoint Jer, he's been there for me way longer than anyone in my life. And his opinion matters a great deal to me.
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His phone rings.
"I'm going to go kid" He sighs reluctantly "But we have a lot to talk about" He states pulling away from me and kisses my forehead. I watch him still scrutinize Lucy, a harsh glare like it isn't over and they're both having a stare down.
I nod regardless taking his attention away from Lucy.
Then finally he leaves, and I stumble into bed completely drained.
I hear the sound of Lucy following after him moments later.
Good let him leave.
I want to be alone right now.
God Jerry! I keep forgetting that he can see right through me sometimes. And these past months of me lapsing back I thought I handled it well, that i was doing so well in hiding it. My chest hurt because i had no idea he did all that and that he felt that way.
I feel someone's hand on my wrist, his warm hands startles me and i jerk.
"Easy, don't cry Foxie please i beg you" He's on his knees, gazing up at me with those perfect eyes that warm my chest.
I didn't even realize i was crying again.
He looks so picture perfect, and his eyes draw me in so intensely I forgot mommenterly about Jerry.
Pulls my palm open and presses a hot rag into my palm. "You're bleeding" He states
I don't respond.
Mainly because i had no idea that i was.
"Why did you dig your nails into your palm till you bleed" He ask softly, his hand shaking. He places the other on my thigh and squeezes and my breath hitches, i feel myself pool into his short.
Jesus focus! What did he say?
"I clench my hand when I'm about to have a panic attack. It's a depression anxiety thing. My therapist said it's a form of subconscious self arm. I honestly don't do it on purpose and she's full of shït!" I respond lightly, dismissively.
His hand shakes as he presses the hot towel into my palm "Was this after what happened between us?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what i mean"'He says almost immediately looking into my eyes.
"I don't have to answer that? And what the fuvk are you doing here? You're suppose to be resting!"
"Don't sidestep my question Foxie, I need to know. So please tell me"
I look away from him, because those eyes are hypnotic. "Fine yes. Now tell me why the fuvk you came. How did you drive? You're suppose to resting"
"Did i hurt you? Please tell me. You have no idea how many assumptions i have made in my head as to why you left? I only wanted to see you when i woke up but you were gone. So fûck...please tell me if i hurt you?" He says softly but with such definitions, his palm moves up my thighs making my püssy clench.
He left himself bare for me and its staggering because i had no idea he would feel that way.
"No no, why would you think or say....."
"I know you were a virgin Foxie, so tell me if i hurt you"
I jerk away from him. What the hell is wrong with him?
My hands suddenly feel clammy and I'm shaking again. "Don't say shït like that to me. I am and was not a virgin"
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"I'm not an idiot! I might not fuck around with women but I certainly will know when I'm a woman's first. So what the fuvk is wrong with you and why are you acting like that?" He stand walking to me, both his brows knit together in confusion.
The color completely drains from my face, i suck in a harsh breath and trying so hard to think of what to say.
"I- you're... I'm not acting like anything you're a fücking bïtch!"
"Can you calm down. I don't have an idea as to why this upsets you! And why the fuck you think I wouldn't know"
"You need to shut up! You're a bïtch! And if you say one more shït about it I'm going to physical remove your balls and put it in your eyes"
"Okay" He laughs stepping closer to me. "What else?"
And it both infuriates and melts my heart.
"A-and and I'll use my hair to gag you and beat you with your fücking cuban"
"Go on" He grins and i stop breathing
"Stop coming closer or else I've shoved your dick in your ear and make you nut through your nose"
He laughs again "Really?" He grips on my hip and flushes me hard against his body "I can think of somewhere I could shove my dick into, like your creamy hot tight pussy. You absolutely love it when i cum inside of you don't you?"
Oh my God
I feel his hand grip on my ass, squeezing on my ass cheek. My breathe rushes out again as i try to think.
I'm immediately wet, feeling myself drip down my thighs.
"Lucy" I moan. Then i grab onto his biceps, bitting on my lip when i feel his hand go into my short to grab my ass bare.
"Yes baby" He growls into my neck, his hand trailing up my body, into my hoodie. He presses a kiss up my neck to my jaw and cups my breast. "I can't stop thinking about the things you said to me today. And I want to fûck your püssy so hard right now"
I whimper, then gasp when he hoist me up and kisses me hard. He always kisses me like he can't get enough, like he's tasting the best.
And there's just no comparison with him too.
My arm circle around his shoulder then into his hair. He presses us into the bed, i feel his hand tug on the drawstrings and his hand dives in my shorts, he strokes on my clit making my moans more erratic then he plunges in finger inside without warning.
"Lucy" I pant, against his lips and lightly tug on it. I kiss him more aggressively moving my hips for better friction as power pours into my clit.
I tremble underneath him, my nipples hardening begging for attention as fingers thrust into my heat. I can feel myself making a mess into my shorts.
There's that heat in my stomach again making me dizzy and quivery. Blood rushes to my face and my clit and his fingers feels so good inside of me.
He pulls away and i flush pouting.
Why the fûck did he stop!
He chuckles at me "We need to get this off" He rasp tugging my shorts off and spread my legs open, making me blush some more, as cold air sweeps on my wet slits making me more sensitive.
"You have the prettiest püssy Foxie" He head disappears in between my leg and he spreads his tongue flat tasting me to my clit "So hot" He growls running the pad of two of his fingers on my slits then thrusting inside me.
"Oh Fûck!" I pant arching up the bed.
But he moves up against me, and swallows my moans into his mouth, fücking my mouth with his tongue and pressing his thumb on my clit, until my legs shake so hard and i cum all over his fingers.
He hum against my mouth smearing my juice all over my clit then down again.
I feel him pull away, but I'm too busy trying to come down from my high to focus.
My püssy is still pulsing, and a now solid quiver rack through my body.
His hand pushes up my hoodie, and he immediately latches his mouth to my hard sensitive nipples all the while i feel the head on his shaft run over my wet slits. Making my body buck from his contact.
"Oh Fûck"
My püssy pulse and clenches wanting so bad to feel him inside of me.
He swirl his tongue on my breast, before sucking it hard, then i feel him enter me softly.
He pulls away kissing me, and we both moan into our mouths. He waits for me to adjust as he sheath himself inside me.
I fist hard on the sheets feeling him fill me up so good and stretching me out. My walls clutch tight on him, i feel cream oozing out of me to my anus.
I tug hard on his hair, as he pulls out and this time he slams into me gripping roughly on my breast.
I pull away for some air, as the pleasure starts to choke me in mass as i adjust from his size and the pain.
He thrust hard again making me arch up and move up against the bed. His hand grip on my thigh to raise my legs, he lift his hip then slams inside me fully with one stroke and i lose my voice.
I hear the defeaning sounds of our flesh smacking as he stares dead into my eyes.
"Fûck i love your püssy, you feel so good Foxie" He grunts with each thrust.
My legs start shaking again and i feel my stomach muscles clench as i stiffen. My pussy spams gripping around his cock and creamy him so good.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I whisper pant harshly before falling apart.
He doesn't stop though and i feel my eyes rolling back, my legs won't stop shaking. He moves and grabs my throat, his pounding never breaking rhythm, so my breast bounces with each thrust
"Ты - моя бабочка" He grunts before emptying his loads inside me and making my body rack with another orgasm.
He falls on top my panting limp mess.
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