Chapter 7

Jianna

The moans that are escaping me are loud, but I can't hold it back. Elio is burying himself deep inside of me with every brutal thrust, sending waves of ecstasy through my body and making me want to beg for more. I never could have believed how much I was aching for him at this moment, needing a lot more of him than I ever thought possible, but I now realize that there is no way that I would have ever been able to hold myself back from him.

His body is toned and perfect, sweat dripping off of him as he continues to pound me into the bed, not even trying to hold back at this point. I think that he is utterly perfect, needing all of him but I couldn't be certain what was going to happen next. I knew what I needed, and I knew what I wanted. I just wanted everything to be okay, but I couldn't be certain of what would come from it. I'm desperate for him, my legs wrapping around his waist as I hold on for dear life.

I'm trying to not let anything get to me, needing more and more of him as he continues to drive himself as deep inside of me as he can go. It's almost too much, feeling like I'm going to go crazy if I don't just hold him in the best way that I know possible. He's brushing against something inside of me that basically makes me see stars, the pleasure coursing through my veins and desperately needing more of what he has to give me. I couldn't be certain of what would end up happening next but he's getting to be a little bit more anxious, piledriving into me and sending waves of pleasure through me.

"Elio!" I gasp out, feeling like it is almost too much and he's going to break me, "calm down! I'm not going anywhere; you don't have to worry. I promise."

I wish that was the truth but the way he moves inside of me, it's like he wants to do a lot more to me. He slams inside of me, his lips seeking mine as he drowns out the moans escaping my lips. I didn't know just how perfect he could be, but I think he just knew what he is doing, and he wanted to drive me crazier with every passing second. I do know what I want from him and I'm not going to let him take it from me. So long as he keeps fucking me the way that I like, I'll do whatever he wants.

The door bursts open the minute that I climax, moaning loudly as I cum around Elio. He grunts as I feel him throbbing inside of me as he releases his seed deep within my body. We both look over and I'm surprised to see Christopher standing there and he looks absolutely pissed. I don't know what to make of it, pursing my lips and feeling like we might have just been caught by the one person who didn't need to see us doing this. And Elio isn't trying to withdraw from inside of me, giving Christopher a full view of what we are doing. I cleared my throat, feeling more and more nervous because I couldn't be certain about what would end up happening next.

"What the fuck?" Christopher yells, looking really pissed, "How could you two do this to me? Elio, why are you with her? You know I have been trying to win her back!"

Elio smiles coldly and shrugs his shoulders, "It was pretty obvious that she doesn't want anything to do with you, Christopher, and I felt a connection with her, and it was pretty obvious that she felt the same way. I'm sorry that you found out this way but I'm not going to regret being with her at all no matter what you say to me."

"I don't care about that; I care about the fact that you did this without even asking me." Christopher is getting more and more pissed because why should this happen and he is looking at me like I had just betrayed him, "and how could you do this to me, Jianna? I didn't do anything to you besides break up with you and you decided to go around and fuck someone who isn't me? Are you serious? My own brother? Just what is your problem?"

I glare at him as I push Elio off of me who moves obediently. I couldn't give a damn what he said to me, but he was making it sound like I had just cheated on him or something. It pissed me off more than anything because I hated the fact that he was doing something so cruel. I couldn't believe what he had just done. He was talking to me like I was the bad guy, and I wasn't going to let that happen. I wasn't going to allow it to happen that way. I hate him for it.

I get off of the bed and I don't even care that Elio's and my juices are sliding down my thighs. I am about ready to hit Christopher because I can't believe how cruel he is being. I can't believe how horrible he is treating me, it isn't fair. I haven't done anything to deserve this, and I know that for a fact. I just wish that it wouldn't be this way, but I know there's not much that I can do at this moment from there. Oh, fuck me, I might murder him.

"You have no right to speak to me this way, Christopher!" I shout at him, feeling like my blood is pumping hot in my veins, "We are not dating anymore, and I can do what I want with who I want. It isn't fair that you're trying to do this to us. We haven't done anything."

He looks like he is going to attack me, but Elio must have had enough because he rises to his feet and he easily towers over Christopher, making Christopher shrink back with fear of what was to come. I wasn't a hundred percent certain what was going through his head, but I do know by the look on his face that this might not go well at all.