《It's All For You》15 | play
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"Parker," I heard Florencio call my name. I managed to escape his hold and run to my room. I locked the door.
He knocked on my door. Wiggled the door knob. "Let me in?"
I was so conflicted. I trusted him so easily in the beginning and I got hurt. He was dangerous. I shouldn't open the door.
"Why?" I asked, leaning against the door.
"Because I missed you," he said lowly. "Open the door. I want to touch you."
"Y-you just did!" I sputtered. Did he forget how he had me shoved against the door? My skin was still hot from it.
"It's been three weeks," he continued. He continued to play with the doorknob.
"I'm mad at you," I stated.
"Honey," the door opened and I shut it.
"How'd you open the door?" I couldn't have him in my room. He'd do what he did last time.
"Parker, anyone could unlock this door. With a credit card, penny..." he opened the door again and before I could shut it, he threw a penny in.
I locked the door again, despite what just happened
When he didn't say or do anything for a minute, I relaxed and that's when he pushed the door open with so much force, I fell forward.
"Honey," Florencio laughed, staring me. "I thought—" he continued to laugh. The dimples in his cheeks were deep. His eyes looked lighter when he laughed. The bruises and all, he still looked beautiful.
"Stop laughing," I murmured. I felt like a child. Naive. Dumb.
He grabbed my hands and pulled me up.
His hands were under my shirt. His fingers were kneading my skin and I felt overwhelmed.
"Won't you come back to my house?" He asked me.
I shook my head.
He smiled and I was distracted. Smiling made him look so nice.
"You were so nice," he started.
"That's because I've learned a lot about you since I first met you," I interrupted him.
His eyes gleamed with something wicked. "I've learned a lot about you too. I've learned that you like to sleep in bed with me, like to have me watch while you strip." His hands went higher and lightly touched my bra. "You like it when I touch you here."
I was hyperventilating. I felt something tighten. My face was burning.
"That doesn't change who you are," I gasped. "I realize that now."
One hand went lower. Dipped under the waistband on my underwear. His thumb stroked under my hip.
"My honey, so smart," he whispered, kissing me gently. I responded and moved my lips. I stood on my tiptoes, trying to get more of his kiss. He pulled back and pressed his thumb harder into my hip, and went down lower.
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So close to where I was desperate and needing, he stopped and pulled his hand away.
"Parker, come back to my house. I want you all to myself," he said roughly. "No distractions."
I thought of how I wanted to get away from this man. Then he left and I wanted him back.
"I'll be here one day and when I'm gone, you'll beg for me to be back."
He said that to me once.
I tired to kiss him again, leaning up to him, offering my red and bitten lips to him.
He laughed and traced my cupids bow. I shivered. He continued to touch my face. I closed my eyes. His finger ran down the bridge of my nose.
"Beautiful," he murmured. "I want to call you mine, honey."
My eyes shot open.
He leaned in and kissed me softly. "Pack a bag." He pulled away from me. He walked out of my room.
It felt wrong with his hands off me.
Curiosity killed the cat, I thought to myself, shoving some clothes in a bag. And I was the cat. And very dead.
My plan to resist was ruined.
Florencio was right. He was gone and now that he's back, I couldn't get enough. I was still going to be made at him though. I would let him know he hurt me.
I felt nervous all of a sudden in the bathroom, throwing my face wash and toothbrush in my bag.
I had been many times, but I was going to be alone in a drug dealers house who wanted me all to himself. No distractions.
What did that mean? What did it mean to him? To me?
Like to have me watch while you strip.
I ran back into my room and exchanged my blue bra for the purple one. What was I planning for? I was officially crazy. I had put up walls and then jumped over them the second Florencio asked me to.
I had just put on a shirt when Florencio came in.
I held my head high as I walked past him. I made sure my bag pushed him. I ignored his quiet pained sound. I didn't think his wounds would be anywhere else. I almost felt bad.
In his car now, I texted my mom I'd be out for the night. I doubted she'd care.
Florencio had one hand off the wheel. I grabbed it and pushed the sleeve up of his jacket up.
I traced the scars on his arm. "Where did these come from?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He replied smartly.
"No tattoos?" I asked him, remembering his clear body.
"I have one. Wanna see where, honey?"
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I was confused. When I realized he was joking I narrowed my eyes.
"I have a tattoo," I confessed.
An eyebrow quirked up. "Where?"
"On my ankle, its a doodle of a flower. I got it when I turned eighteen." It was a quick decision I made and I didn't regret it. The flower was cute and Gina drew it on the way to the shop.
"When's your birthday?" He asked me.
I told him.
"That was awhile ago."
I nodded. You weren't there.
When we got to his house, I held my bag to my side, trying to make it as small as possible. I felt embarrassed for some reason.
I went up to Florencio's room and he followed me. I set my bag down. I watched as Florencio went to his closet and got undressed. Unashamedly, I watched him. His muscles moved as he did. He took off his jeans, replacing them with sweatpants. His long sleeve was gone and a regular tee shirt took its place.
He turned to me and grinned. "Like what you see?"
I shook my head quickly. "No."
He walked behind me and sat on the bed.
I turned around and watched as he made himself comfortable. He leaned back on his elbows. His dark green eyes watched me.
"Parker," he said softly. "Take off your clothes."
I was breathing heavily. My fingers twitched and my stomach was doing backflips.
I was asking for it, I thought as I turned around. I couldn't face him.
I slowly slipped off my shirt, my skin erupting in goosebumps. I kicked off my ballet flats. I felt his eyes on me. I closed my eyes and unbuttoned my jeans. I took them off and threw them to the side.
I pulled my long brown hair over my shoulder, exposing my back. This was the most craziest thing I've ever done.
What was going to happen to me? I didn't know. I decided to turn around to find out.
Florencio's eyelids were low and his teeth were sunken into his full bottom lip. His chest moved up and down.
"Come here," he said roughly.
I obeyed him, stopping at his knees. My knees wobbled.
"Get on top of me." He smiled sweetly, like he had just eaten a piece of candy. "Please."
I felt so dirty, crawling on top of him. My hands were on his shoulders. He fell back and they were now on either side of his head.
"I like you like this," he whispered, stroking my thigh.
"I've never been like this," I admitted softly. He didn't say anything for a minute.
"My innocent, honey," he continued and dug his fingers into my thigh.
I clenched my jaw.
He brought his hand up behind my head and fisted my hair tightly. I gulped.
"Kiss me."
I leaned in slowly. My lips brushed against his. I kissed him gently. He didn't move. I let my lips move slow and softly. It was at a pace I knew. Something I was used to. I spread my legs father to get closer to his body.
Suddenly I was flipped over and on my back.
"A fucking tease," Florencio said, his voice deep. "That's all you are. My not so innocent, honey."
I had my knees pressed together and Florencio pushed them apart, settling himself between them. I felt his hardness against me and I whimpered. My thighs clenched around his waist.
His hand held my jaw and his thumb rubbed my bottom lip roughly.
I was breathing so hard. I swore the room was spinning. I cried out when Florencio pressed his hips into mine hard. I cradled him between my legs.
He wasn't even kissing me and I couldn't breathe.
His mouth was about to press to mine when a phone rang loudly.
Florencio groaned and pressed his face into my neck. He was still hot between my legs and I couldn't focus on anything else. I moved slightly and it soon turned into my hips jerking against his.
"Stop." His hands grabbed my hips and pinned them to the mattress. He got off the bed.
I felt so hot, I pressed my knees together to hopefully relive some of the tension I felt.
Florencio stared at me on his bed while he answered his phone. He was glaring me. I closed my eyes and rolled on to my stomach. I had never done anything like that before and I didn't know how to feel. Happy my first experience with any of this stuff was with Florencio? He surely knew what he was doing. My innocent, honey.
"Usted sabe lo que el dinero es para," I heard Florencio say. "Fucking look it up then, Sam." I heard him set his phone down on his dresser. Then I felt his fingers trace my spine. I shivered.
He ran his fingers back up to my bra hooks.
"Did you wear this for me?" He questioned, playing with my purple bra.
I blushed.
He unhooked my bra slowly. I shuddered as he touched my bare back. I felt his hot breath. He kissed my back.
He continued to touch me sensually and all I could do was whimper.
"Someone's coming over. Get dressed." Then he left the room.
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