Hating Love (CC,M/L,ADULT) Chpt 8 10/23/10 [WIP]
Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:21 pm
Title: Hating Love
Author's: Dreambeliever
Couples: M/L some M/T not sure if I'll throw in some other couples
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: I own nothing, never have never will. I would love to own Jason Behr...sigh
Summary: Liz has her own Destiny..... Just Read.
A/N: Okay so while I wait for my betas to get back to me on a couple other stories, I decided to write this. I want to practice my sex scenes and work with different writing techniques, so this is my practice story. It may not be so great, this one didn't even go to the betas. So I apologize if it's too rough. Lots of smut and well I have no real idea where the story is going....so yeah. Let me know what you think (feedback, feedback, feedback...please )
Just wanted to say thank you to Ginger for the banner.
Enjoy......
Chapter 1
He lifts her up as they stumble back towards a nearby bench.
They don’t speak, they don’t need to. Words only get in the way.
Her hands quickly fumble with the button of his jeans, his hard cock springing out immediately. Wrapping her delicate hands around his hardness, the warmth of her palm engulfs him as she strokes him.
Growling low in his throat he sucks harder on her neck. Wanting…..no needing to mark her. Why? He wonders?
She wasn’t his. But she was, has always been. No matter how hard he tries to deny it.
And still he leaves his mark for everyone to see. Needing to make her his.
Her fingers graze their way up his arms, leaving a path of burning fire through his veins. Placing her hands on his shoulders she sinks her body onto him.
Her walls expanding to take all of him in. Moaning at the feeling he thrusts his hips harder and faster, his cock throbbing inside of her slick wet moisture.
Looking up he watches her in the throes of ecstasy. Her head thrown back, eyes closed.
Feeling her soft hair tease his arms as he slams her hips onto him. He itches to caress her hair, but he doesn’t.
That would mean to much. Too intimate.
Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, not caring he knows there will be scratches later.
Knowing what he wants she reaches up freeing her breasts from her top, he wastes no time in latching his mouth onto her nipples. His tongue swirling and flicking, edging her pleasure. He has the need to please her. To make her feel good.
Somewhere deep inside he knows this is wrong, he hates this beautiful sexy woman and yet he cannot get enough of her.
Something draws him to her. It’s wrong and yet it feels right.
She has had made his life hell. Broken him in ways no one ever has before.
Betrayed him and ruined his chance for the happily ever after he always wanted with his dream girl.
Yet, he cannot get enough of her.
This makes him angrier and he bites down hard on her nipples. Hearing her moan his name. She rocks her hips against him and he feels his release coming fast.
Pushing his hips up to match her thrusts he grabs her and holds tight slamming her down faster.
A cry of pleasure escapes her lips. He watches as her orgasm washes over her. The sight of her pleasure sends him into his own impending explosion and he releases his seed into her.
There are no words of love. There is no caressing of each other. It’s just sex and they both know it.
She gets up quickly adjusting her clothes and waving a hand over herself to remove the fluids now dribbling down her thighs.
He does the same.
“I hate you” she simply states. Looking at him through her hooded eyes.
“The feelings mutual.” he calmly replies as he adjusts the button on his jeans.
Standing up he continues, “I can’t believe I ever cared about you.”
“Well you did.” She replies nonchalantly as she walks away. Looking over her shoulders she yells out.
“Go home to your wife Max.”
TBC>>>>>>>>
Author's: Dreambeliever
Couples: M/L some M/T not sure if I'll throw in some other couples
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: I own nothing, never have never will. I would love to own Jason Behr...sigh
Summary: Liz has her own Destiny..... Just Read.
A/N: Okay so while I wait for my betas to get back to me on a couple other stories, I decided to write this. I want to practice my sex scenes and work with different writing techniques, so this is my practice story. It may not be so great, this one didn't even go to the betas. So I apologize if it's too rough. Lots of smut and well I have no real idea where the story is going....so yeah. Let me know what you think (feedback, feedback, feedback...please )
Just wanted to say thank you to Ginger for the banner.
Enjoy......
Chapter 1
He lifts her up as they stumble back towards a nearby bench.
They don’t speak, they don’t need to. Words only get in the way.
Her hands quickly fumble with the button of his jeans, his hard cock springing out immediately. Wrapping her delicate hands around his hardness, the warmth of her palm engulfs him as she strokes him.
Growling low in his throat he sucks harder on her neck. Wanting…..no needing to mark her. Why? He wonders?
She wasn’t his. But she was, has always been. No matter how hard he tries to deny it.
And still he leaves his mark for everyone to see. Needing to make her his.
Her fingers graze their way up his arms, leaving a path of burning fire through his veins. Placing her hands on his shoulders she sinks her body onto him.
Her walls expanding to take all of him in. Moaning at the feeling he thrusts his hips harder and faster, his cock throbbing inside of her slick wet moisture.
Looking up he watches her in the throes of ecstasy. Her head thrown back, eyes closed.
Feeling her soft hair tease his arms as he slams her hips onto him. He itches to caress her hair, but he doesn’t.
That would mean to much. Too intimate.
Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, not caring he knows there will be scratches later.
Knowing what he wants she reaches up freeing her breasts from her top, he wastes no time in latching his mouth onto her nipples. His tongue swirling and flicking, edging her pleasure. He has the need to please her. To make her feel good.
Somewhere deep inside he knows this is wrong, he hates this beautiful sexy woman and yet he cannot get enough of her.
Something draws him to her. It’s wrong and yet it feels right.
She has had made his life hell. Broken him in ways no one ever has before.
Betrayed him and ruined his chance for the happily ever after he always wanted with his dream girl.
Yet, he cannot get enough of her.
This makes him angrier and he bites down hard on her nipples. Hearing her moan his name. She rocks her hips against him and he feels his release coming fast.
Pushing his hips up to match her thrusts he grabs her and holds tight slamming her down faster.
A cry of pleasure escapes her lips. He watches as her orgasm washes over her. The sight of her pleasure sends him into his own impending explosion and he releases his seed into her.
There are no words of love. There is no caressing of each other. It’s just sex and they both know it.
She gets up quickly adjusting her clothes and waving a hand over herself to remove the fluids now dribbling down her thighs.
He does the same.
“I hate you” she simply states. Looking at him through her hooded eyes.
“The feelings mutual.” he calmly replies as he adjusts the button on his jeans.
Standing up he continues, “I can’t believe I ever cared about you.”
“Well you did.” She replies nonchalantly as she walks away. Looking over her shoulders she yells out.
“Go home to your wife Max.”
TBC>>>>>>>>