Lover

Chapter 22 - Doorbell

His hands falling to the back of my head, he groaned out pushing me away. With a pop, his c**k sprang free of my mouth as his hands reached downward lifting me to my feet in an instant. Lips crashing into my own, I could feel his desperation as he sucked at my tongue pulling me tightly against his firm chest.

My towel dropped to the floor as Heath slid his hands against my ass before lifting me to his waist. Weaving my legs around him, I reached between my legs pushing my panties to the side. His eyes lit like a fire as my back collided with a wall. Reaching down he firmly grasped his c**k pressing it against my entrance. Back and forth he rocked on his heals as his head pushed in and out of my body constantly teasing me. I cried out as I sank my nails into his flexed biceps. “Heath”, I could not help but whine out his name. A smile pulling at his lips, he continued to kiss at my neck before biting down on my ear lobe.

Our phones both dinging at the same time. It was the doorbell camera indicating movement at the front door, mum was home. Both of us freezing for a second, a groan of annoyance and irritation left Heath’s lips. My heart rate increasing to a canter, “put me down.” I hissed the words as I hit his shoulders with flat palms. Heath appeared reluctant as he placed me back on the floor. Bending down, he grabbed my towel. Wrapping me up firmly, he gave me a little shove towards my room.

I could hear him righting his clothing as the front door handle started to rattle. A key was shoved into the lock, turning with a screech and click. Shutting my bedroom door, I held my back to it as I slowly slid down to the floor. My mother’s voice was high pitched as ever, “honey…” My teeth clenching, a sharp pain stabbing reverberated through my chest.

It was no more than five minutes that I had been on the floor, before the arguing started. I could hear Heath getting increasingly agitated at my mother who was pestering him about not picking her up from work. Let’s be honest, that was the least of their worries, their first was me.

A knock rapped at my door pulling me from my thoughts. I did not even know how long I had been sitting here. Pulling myself up from the floor, Heath’s voice sounded through the door. “Alice, it’s time for dinner.”

I could not do it, I could not sit there again watching my mother trying her best to seduce Heath in front of me. As tears pricked at my eyes, I tried to keep my voice level. “I’m… I’m not hungry. I ate a late lunch. I’m just going to have an early night.” It was a lie, and Heath knew it.

“Alice,” his voice almost broke as hit the door with his fist using some force. I heard my mother saying to leave me be, and that I probably wanted to give them some alone time. I pushed off the door walking to my bathroom. No matter what they did or didn’t do, I didn’t want to hear, I didn’t want to know. Between my jealousy, guilt, and insecurity, I was a wreck.

“Mmm”, I moaned out as a pain shot through my back and neck. Opening my eyes, I realized I was in Heath’s arms. Shocked at this sudden development I struggled as he carried me from the floor of the bathroom to my bed. Finally placed down I tried to stretch out on the bed as the pains made their way through my body from being on the cold hard floor.

“God damn it Alice! Have you been there since she got home? You have not even dressed yet! You’re going to catch a cold.” His voice was rough like he was scolding a child, yet laced with concern giving me the impression that he really did care.

Every time he spoke to me like this, I thought he was going to say the words I feared the most. That we were over, that we were a mistake, but he never did. “Where’s mum?”

“She snuck out a few minutes ago.” When he used to give me such answers months ago he would cringe or look in pain, now he seemed indifferent. Walking to my cupboard, he grabbed me out a set of pyjamas before turning back. Walking over, he gently pulled me out of my towel leaving me in only a pair of wet panties. I watched him as he hesitated, shaking out the top he let his gaze rake across my mostly naked body before pulling it over my head. Shaking out my shorts, he knelt down next to the bed to help me put them on. When I put up a hand to stop him, his face turned into a questioning glance. “You don’t like these ones?”

“I need to get a new pair of undies.” My voice soundly a little softer, I could not help but feel embarrassed. “These ones are ruined.” Pushing against the bed with my hands, I tried to stand only to be hovered over and pushed back into the bed. A hand of his found its way to my waist before tracing down my body to rub against my wet panties. Heath moving closer still, his warm breath fanned my face as the smell of red wine infiltrated my senses. He always made my mind go blank. Every time I wanted to end this, to try and save myself the pain, I faltered succumbing to him.

Using his fingers, my panties were swiftly pulled to the side as two fingers delved deep inside my core. Unconsciously clenching on him, I could not help but moan out. “You’re right Ali. They are ruined… just like you’re going to be.” Whispering the last few words my breath caught in my throat. Sliding my arms tightly around his neck to ground myself, Heath removed them just as quickly laying them flat on the bed. Returning his fingers downward he searched for my entrance before continuing to pump his fingers inside. His second hand moving to my c**t, he pinched at it firmly leaving my lower half begging for more. Moaning out, a low chuckle left his chest, “you like that don’t you Alice?” Before I could manage a response, he took my n****e in his mouth swirling his tongue around it roughly sucking as he pulled back. My body resigning in frustration, my core clenched down hard on his fingers as I teetered on the edge of exploding.

“Wait.” My voice shaking, I didn’t think I could do this. Right now, he was here with me and I felt amazing, but mum would come back. What if they started sleeping together again? What if he kissed her? My heart racing at the mere thought, this was going to hurt me more than the brief moments of happiness it would bring when we were together. The ones where I felt secure and loved in his arms.

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