Yearning, A Short Bad Boy Romance Flash Fiction
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Bad Boy Romance
yearn·ing Pronounce: ˈyərniNG (noun)
1. a feeling of intense longing for something.
☆ Note: Story will contain adult language and content. You’ve been warned! ☆
And now for the main course.
❤ Yearning, A Short Contemporary Romance Fiction ❤
She stood outside my door. Beauty personified. Sex in heels. And I never wanted anything more. Just one glance in her direction had my mind filling with deliciously dirty thoughts.
I cleared my throat and she turned toward me, giving me a stunning smile. She looked so carefree, so pure. She lightened my heart every time she was around. The exact opposite of what I was. I wasn’t nicknamed “The Beast” for nothing. But I couldn’t drag her into my world.
Her smile quickly faded when she notice the black eye I had.
“What the hell, Vic. What happened?” Her delicate little hand cupped my cheek and dammit if didn’t lean into her touch before I corrected myself.
“It’s nothing,” I said while shrugging her hand off me. I felt the loss deep within me. “What are you doing here?”
“Well…” her voice sounded unsure. “I wanted to see if you wanted to go out tonight.”
“No.” I responded then walked around her. “My answer is always no.”
I stopped in front of my door but didn’t open it. I wasn’t comfortable with her in my apartment. She made me…weak. “Why did you think this time would be different?”
“Why won’t you give us a chance?”
I took a step back and turned back around to face her. Her question throwing me. How could she ask me that? She fucking knew why!
“Did you forget who your father is?” A man with who with just a phone call could bring the end to a family. “There’s no future with us?”
At least not one that ended well.
I sucked in a breath of air when she moved closer, invading my space. I inhaled her fresh scent and damn if it didn’t harden my cock. She placed her hand on my chest right over my heart. I was sure she could feel the pounding that was blaring in my ears.
“Please…give this a chance.” She stared deeply into my eyes. I could see the yearning there. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. “Were both fighters. So why am I the only one of doing the fighting?”
I melted into her gaze, my breath stopped. Like a tight band snapping, I leaned forward. Slowly pressing my lips to hers. She moaned, arching into me.
When I pulled back she was staring at me with hope in her gaze. A Hope that one day I’d have to crush but right now, at this moment, I gave in. I opened my apartment door and my legs shook as she followed me inside.
❤ End ❤
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© 2016 Sasha Knight
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