All Chapters of Rough Mercy: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

CHRISI clenched my fist, watching that newcomer flirt with León. How dare he? And León was actually smiling at him?I'd been working hard these extra two weeks to get León to want me more, enough to ask me to do more with him. But he hasn't broken once.Could it be because of him? They seemed to have gotten rather close these past two weeks, and each time I asked León about their relationship, he would claim they were just friends.Since when does 'just friends' smile like that with each other? I glared at them, feeling the urge to just march towards them and yank Jack as far away from Leon as I could.“Don't tell me you're planning to commit murder?”I was startled by the question. Turning, I gulped as Hart walked over to me.“What are you doing here?” I muttered, acting like I didn't just get caught staring at my best friend with his new friend.“León doesn't like him,” he said instead, walking over to me.“And that's a concern of mine?” I scoffed, hiding how I was pleased with his

He lifted his head. His lips were wet, his jaw slack, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.I was still catching my breath when he rolled me over unexpectedly.The sheets scraped against my oversensitive skin, and I gasped. He said nothing. Just spread my legs with his knees, pushed my thighs apart, and I felt his breath on the back of my thigh before I understood what he was doing.“León—”“Shh.” His hands gripped my ass, spreading me open, and I felt the cool air in places no one had ever looked at before.“What are you—”His mouth touched me, and the question died in my throat.It was just his lips at first, pressing against the place I'd never thought about in daylight. Then his tongue came out and licked a slow stripe from the bottom to the top, and another shameless moan tore through my lips.He did it again, slower this time, like he was tasting me. His hands held my cheeks spread wide, and I could feel every inch of that wet heat moving against me, exploring me, op

The bed was a mess, the sheets twisted, and there was even a wet spot, embarrassing to look at because I knew I had caused it.“Sit.” He guided me to the chair by his desk. “I'll fix the bed.”I sat down slowly, making sure not to put any weight on my ass because it was hurting like hell. The towel bunched around my hips.He discarded the condom that was still on his now soft cock before he went over to the bed to tidy it.He moved with quick, practised efficiency, bundling them up and dropping them in a hamper by the door.He pulled fresh sheets from the closet and made the bed. I bit my lip as I watched him. I felt guilty knowing he didn't cum at all. He took care of me and neglected his pleasure. I felt really bad, but there was nothing I could do. My body was hurting like hell.When he was done, he set the pillow down and crossed the room. He carried me up and took me back to the bed, where he placed me gently on it. He went over to his cupboard, pulled the drawer out, and got som

The message was delivered almost immediately. My heart began pounding as I waited for a response from him.Gerald leaned over, trying to peek at my screen, but I shoved him away. “Give me some privacy!”“As if I even want to waste my time on someone as boring as you.” He scoffed before he walked back to his desk.My phone vibrated almost a minute later.CHRIS: Sure. But why did you suddenly ask me out so late?I swallowed.ME: There's something I need to talk to you about.This time, his response came almost instantly.Chris: Sure. I'll be waiting for you on our front porch.I released a breath I hadn't realised I'd been holding. Well, the relief lasted until another message appeared.Chris: There's something I need to tell you, too.My stomach dropped.Oh, God.What if he agreed to meet me because he regretted everything? What if he wants to put an end to our friendship before things get even more complicated?I stared at the screen, my mind racing through every possible disaster. Gu

CHRIS Well, we didn't get to keep it from them because that stupid Gerald somehow knew what was going on and told his parents, who told mine. So now, the entire family knows we're dating. And our worst fear came to pass when his mother started monitoring us each time I came over. It took us a month before we finally got time alone in his room because his parents went out to work, and Gerald... I would have to forgive him this time. He was gracious enough to leave the house so we could spend time together. And by spending time together, I know you can already tell what I planned for him.He plopped down on the bed and let out a deep sigh. “What should we do today? Should we watch a movie?”I looked at the door behind me, crossed the room and stopped between his knees before I reached down to cup his face, tilting his head up to meet my eyes.“Why don't we have sex?”His throat worked. “Chris—”I kissed him before he could finish the thought. I pressed into him, parted his lips with