Chapter 5. I Want You

Mixed feelings.

I had mixed feelings about what was going on, my heart was still pounding in my chest and I was beyond scared for my life, but at the same time, he was Sunny231!

I have known him for four months now! He was literally my best and only friend. Yeah, I had not known that much about him, but now I did.

It didn’t change him, or make him a monster, right?

I still had to deal with the fact that he had literally killed my father, but I think I understood why he became an assassin; or at least I felt like did.

He grew up and knew nothing but pain and trauma. And here I thought my past was traumatic. But in comparison to Chase’s, mine was like a walk in a park.

So yeah, I think he was right. Who would be normal with the kind of past he had?

“Jules?” He said my name so softly as he stared at me, waiting for a response. “Can you please say something?”

I released a shaky breath. “An assassin. You kill people for a living.”

He nodded. “Not the best of jobs, but I like it. It helps with the voices in my head, with the pain in my heart.” He looked away for a few seconds before sighing and looking back at me. “Please, Jules, don’t be like the others. Don’t judge and leave me. I…I just want to be loved.” He smiled sadly.

And honestly, I related to that so much. All he wanted was love, and wasn’t that all I wanted too? He was attractive, and after talking to him online for four months, I already knew he had a great personality, and was really self-aware and emotionally mature.

So…could I really look past the fact that he was an assassin? Could I look past the fact that he had killed my own flesh and blood just a few hours ago?

“I don’t know,” I confessed, and I caught a glimpse of hope in his eyes.

He smiled and took a step closer to me, before taking one more. “I’d take that answer over you looking at me with disgust or telling me to get away from you. It’s a start.” He breathed out a sigh.

I wanted to speak, but then he reached for my face, rubbing his thumb in circles on my skin. I closed my eyes in response and enjoyed his touch.

Could you blame me? I had not been touched by a man in months, maybe even years. And this guy was not hard on the eyes at all. He was hot as f*ck.

“Chase…” I opened my eyes, my voice breathy.

“Yeah?” His voice was deeper now, and his eyes were now filled with desire. “You have no idea how long I have wanted you, Jules. Talking to you everyday for four months, I have wanted to be inside of you for all of those days.”

F*ck…his words were doing something to me. Something that was very very bad.

“Chase, you need to stop,” I managed to say, but I didn't even believe that I wanted him to do that.

“Are you sure?” He asked, a smirk dancing on his lips before he smoothly lifted my blouse and his calloused hand made its way to my breast, his finger soon rubbing against my nibble.

I was breathing deeply now, the wetness between my legs evident. I was about to speak, to tell him to stop again even though that was far from what I wanted, but he didn’t even allow me.

He closed the small distance between us and claimed my lips.

His lips were soft, and before I knew it, I was kissing him back. He pulled me close to him and I could feel his hardness; making me even more aroused.

The kiss deepened and he pushed me on the wall, pressing himself against him as he got a bit more aggressive with his movements.

Knowing how much he wanted me made me stir crazy. When he broke the kiss, his eyes were dark and he looked like a lion getting ready to devour his prey.

And I was willing to be his helpless deer.

“Take it off,” he commanded me as he started to remove his shirt. His voice was firm and husky. “Take everything off, I want to see you naked. I want your bare skin on mine.” His breathing was deeper than when we just started kissing.

I liked how authoritative and controlling he was being, which was strange because normally I hated when people were that way with me.

But this…this was different. He was different. As broken and messed up as he was, I could not deny that I wanted to be with him. I wanted him. Just as bad as he wanted me.

I proceeded to take off my blouse, revealing my breasts. And yes, I was not wearing a bra. I felt like the blouse was enough.

I then removed my pants and when I was about to take off my panties, I froze. Chase was completely naked, looking like a Greek god.

He looked like a sculpture that belonged in a museum. His muscles were well-defined and when my eyes went down to his c*ck, my breath hitched.

The thought that that was about to be inside of me very soon made my heart skip a beat. But at the same time, it was like it flipped a switch inside of me, turning me into a person that I never knew I could be.

I removed my panties and watched him walk up to me. Before I knew it, he was staring into my eyes with a dangerous smirk on his face. “Get on your knees, Jules.”

And just like he wanted, I did. I went on my knees, his hard and big c*ck in my face. He grabbed my hair and I opened my mouth as he slowly pushed himself inside.