LOGINI finally agreed on a dress. It was the exact blue i picked earlier. After much thinking, it's just really feels perfectly appropriate. I picked it up and laid it out on the chair.I did a makeup trial. Full face. I checked if the hickeys are properly covered. They are, completely hidden under layers of concealer.His marks invisible to everyone but me.I took it all off. I'll do them fresh later.Around 4 PM I heard cars in the driveway.Mom and Dad came back home. I heard the door closed. I heard their voices downstairs. I just in my room.“Scarlett! We’re home!” Mom called up.I went to my door. Opened it. “Hey!”“Come say hi!”Sigh.I dragged my feet and forced myself downstairs. Mom and Dad were in the kitchen. Their shopping bags on the counter.Cool. Couple's Saturday I see.“Where’ve you been?”“Errands, lunch, Home Depot, and many more,” Dad said.“Long boring day,” Mom added, smiling.“You’ve been in your room all day?”“Yeah, just relaxing.”Mom’s face lit up. “Oh! Your dat
The time was crawling, literally.It’s 9 AM. I still have about ten hours until Miles picks me up.I was sitting on my bed surrounded by dress options. I've chosen on, but I'm still yet to decide the exact one I'm taking, even though the blue see favourite at the moment.I tried to distract myself. I switched on my laptop, checked through multiple emails, scrolled through Instagram without seeing anything. I looked at the brand account. Engagement is up. Pre-orders climbing. And I can say that I felt absolutely nothing.I closed the laptop.The restlessness was insane. I can't sit still. I stood up from the bed, and looked out the window. Back to bed, and repeat.Every time I moved, I felt it. The still sore between my legs that's as a result of his fingers, his mouth, three orgasms. The evidence was just there, and won’t fade.My pussy clenched as it all went through my mind and I decided that I had to stop walking.I tried to work. Opened my brand files and checked everything that n
I closed my door behind me, and tried to process it all.Last night versus this morning. The whiplash was killing me.I looked at my bed. Untouched again. Two nights in a row I slept in his bed, came in his bed and screamed his name into his pillow.I walked to the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror.I was finally able to see the marks on my neck. Dark hickeys, bruises on my hips from his hands gripping me. Faint marks on my inner thighs where he spread me open.They were all faint marks, all of them, but they were enough evidence of him all over me. I have to cover it up. To go out with Miles.The irony wasn’t fucking lost on me.I got in the shower. I turned on hot water, washing him away. His scent, his touch, the dried sweat from fucking three orgasms out of me.I was just standing under the spray trying to reset.But I couldn’t.My body remembered everything. The sore between my legs. Every movement was a reminder of his fingers buried deep inside me, his mouth devourin
I woke up first.My eyes opened slightly and I woke up to the morning light was filtering through his curtains. I was still laid in his bed. His arm was heavy around my waist and his whole body covered mind and I was spooned against him.The whole of last night started coming back slowly. I slept here all night. In his room. In his bed.It’s Saturday. The date is today.My eyes opened very wide.My body was still sore everywhere. I could feel it literally everywhere, between my legs, my thighs aching. My neck is so fucking sensitive, probably covered in marks.Three orgasms. Three orgasms left their mark on every inch of me.I wanted to move. I wanted to get out of this place, get an end to this moment, and get something doing.But once we get up, the day starts. And the day ends with Miles.It was the exact moment I wanted to move that I felt him stir behind me. His arms was tightening and pulling me closer, and his whole face was buried in my hair.“Uhnnn... Morning,” he mumbled aga
I was still shaking from the first orgasm, and the aftershocks were rolling through me.His fingers were still inside, moving just very slowly.“Jax, I just—I need a minute—”“No. You don’t.”He sped up again before I’d even recovered. His fingers started pumping even much faster and his thumb moved up back on my clit.I was so fucking oversensitive. It was almost painful but also felt really insane.“It’s too much—”“You can take it.”“I can’t—”“You can. And you will.”The ruthlessness in his voice made my pussy clench around his fingers. There were no pauses. He just continued driving into me relentlessly.I was crying and moaning from the intensity of it.“That’s it. Let me hear you.”My body was still primed from the first orgasm.He knew exactly how to touch me. Exactly what makes me break, and I was already climbing again impossibly fast.“When you’re with him tomorrow—” His fingers pumped harder. “—you’re going to feel this.”“Every time he touches you—” He curled his fingers
We broke apart breathing very hard.His hands were still on my face, and mine was gripping his shoulders. The anger hasn’t gone anywhere, just transformed into something else.Something hotter.“You can’t have it both ways,” I said, with my whole body shaking. “You can’t spend all day acting like we’re together and then tell me to go out with him.”His hands dropped from my face. Then he stepped back and ran his hands through his hair.“I know.”Just that.The frustration was burning very hot in my chest. “Then what are we doing?”“I don’t know.”“That’s not good enough anymore.”“It has to be. Because I don’t have a better answer.”I pushed harder, because I had to.“Tomorrow I’m going to sit across from Miles.”“I know.”“He’s going to hold my hand. Kiss me a whole lot of times, and probably kiss me goodnight.”His jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle jump. “I know.”“And you want that? You want me to do that?”There was long, heavy and crushing silence.“Jax. Answer me.”“No
That afternoon turned into a real ordeal all on its own. I did everything I could to shake it off. I took a romance book that's been sitting on my nightstand since God knows when. It was a story about a particular flawless couples tumbling head over heels for each other. I fixed my eyes on one sin
I could not even move after that. His lips pulled free from mine. He got up off my bed as if I had become something dangerous all at once. He looked me deep in the eyes all and spoke those words that hit me right in the chest. That was the last time. He just left the room. He walked out like som
The front door opened at about Seven P.M.I knew it was him before I even heard the keys. I just felt it in my bones. The way the air in the house shifted, and felt suffocating, like oxygen was going extinct.I was on the couch, curled into the corner with my knees to my chest,
The laptop screen was too bright, like it was mocking my attempt to focus.I'd dragged it to my bed, five minutes early for my call with Nina, because that’s what I did—show up and pretend like everything's fine.I was wearing Jax's oversized shirt. No bra. No shorts. Just the s







