A.N. : Alright, guys,here we go with chapter 2! Thanks so much for reviewing and once again I just wanted to apologize for my bad English! I'm Italian and writing in another language other than mine is just so hard! Thanks for supporting!
Sometimes he almost believes it.
Sometimes he really thinks he belongs right there, between Kendra's voluptuous thighs. He just can't keep himself from clinging so hard to the flesh of her hips, holding her for dear life as if there was no tomorrow, no home to go back to, no other rules left to break.
They left the party earlier than anyone, as soon as the crowd gathered to witness the latest Klutzilla accident had dwindled, because Derek had started acting all antsy and walked her right to the car.
As he's going down on her, deeply taking in her scent, he just can't help but wonder if there could ever be a way to stop this hell of cheap sex from happening every single time. Arms stretched out forward, he roughly takes a hold of her breasts, vigorously squeezing her nipples, as he lets his tongue run across her moisturized opening. He's definitely more sober than her, yet he's just always so brutal, always biting every inch of her, no matter how hard he tried to promise himself to be gentle this time. She's biting her lower lip, moaning in pleasure, and indeed all that she ever said always got to him as nothing more than inarticulate sounds.
Derek stops sucking at her all of a sudden, causing the blonde to lift her head up from the bed, staring at him in confusion through her blurry vision. "Down." He demands as he props himself up on his elbows, hovering over her and positioning his member at her entrance. Lying back down, Kendra closes her eyes, senselessly digging her nails in his lower back.
But as he's thrusting so hard, pace constantly quickening, Derek knows it's happening again. He's beginning to feel distant once more, as if that heated and sticky body that was fucking that piece of meat so mercilessly was not his.
"Der, please, slow down, it kind of hurts if you keep going like this…"
Instead he ultimately pushes in as hard as he can, all the way deep down, as he lets his semen flow into her.
A few moments later, as Kendra sleepily watches him get dressed up again, he finds himself wishing she wasn't on the pill, that there could actually be a chance that something, someone, could be brought into this world after this emotionless mating, even to just make him feel love rather than this defying numbness.
"Why do you have to go, Derry? Honey, c'mon, stay here for the night. It's three in the morning, nobody would be up at your place and you'd only end up waking the folks up… C'mon."
He knows she just doesn't want to be lonely as usual at night. Her parents must be attending another conference or whatever keeps surgeons so busy they let their only daughter be home alone most of the time. He smiles tiredly at her: if only there wasn't so much void within him at this very moment, maybe he would actually take pity on her disastrous family life, and perhaps they'd just lay together hugging and realizing how much shit they both had left rotting on the inside.
"Bye Kendra. See ya."
He must thank some supernatural force since he managed to sneak into the house and get upstairs to his room without waking anybody up. Before closing the door behind him, though, he catches an usual particular with the corner of his eye: the door to her room is open, she's not in.
Someone turns the lights on in the kitchen.
"Oh my gosh, Case, what are you doing?"
Sitting across the floor, she raises her head up from the plastic bag, mouth still covered with cream, all around her a graveyard of food packages all ripped up.
Her lips are quivering, her hands shaking violently. "Derek! No, please! No!" She starts freaking out, trying to wipe her face clean from the traces of vomit with her sleeve and push all the empty snack bags away from her tiny figure.
He kneels down next to her, gently grabbing her shoulders.
Now you get to feel all this pain, D.
This is it, hitting the bottom as hard as you can.
"Case, please, calm down. I'll help you clean everything up, ok? Please… stop crying…"
She can feel him gently take her hands into his and she just closes her eyes, glad he's keeping her from pouring her soul out once more.
