Ain't Meant For LOVE..!

Releasing it

Tasha’s P.O.V

Preoccupied in my thoughts, I forgot to drop Damien on my way. Stopping in front of my house, I cut off the engine and exhaled loudly.

“Are you inviting me in?” Damien asked whimsically.

“Oh, Shey man! I totally forgot about you.” I was about to start the car when he spoke up quickly.

“It’s already late. Maybe, I should go self-driving.” He sounded a little tired.

-‘We are tired but then I cannot hand him over my baby. I can’t trust him with my car. I think it won’t harm inviting him in, can it?’-

Thinking for a while I shook my head in a negative.

 “You are right. It’s too late. Come on in.”

I swear I could see him excitedly exit the car as he stood at my side in no time.

-‘Still energetic. Gosh this man!’-

We entered my apartment as he headed straight inside and I crashed on the sofa. I went to my room to set my things in its place but was startled to see him lying on my bed.

- ‘What a shameless man he is.’-

“You weren’t supposed to just make yourself comfortable on my bed. Get up.” I stood there with hands on my hips as he ignored me.

“Mr. Williams, get off my bed right now.” He still ignored me lying on his chest.

I went up to him and grabbed his hand pulling it; in one swift movement he jerked me towards him as we lay on my bed. His right arm encircling me as his body was hovering over mine. The close distance cause troubled emotions in me. My eyes fluttered as I fought to avoid his glance. He was looking straight into my eyes making me uncomfortable. I shut my eyes to avoid it.

Memories of his kiss that we shared not few hours ago flashed in front of me, making my face and ears go red as my heart raced in its anticipation. The close proximity, his face inches away from me and the fact that his body was touching mine sent electric jolts. I was trying hard to bury those weird feelings that were brewing in my stomach and heart. I pushed him hard but he didn’t budge. I tried again still he didn’t budge.

-‘Has he slept?’-

Wondering, I slowly opened my eyes as I saw him amusingly looking at my face.

“Get off me you fool.” I pushed harder this time.

“(Chuckling) you act like you don’t feel it, but I know you want me as I want you.” He lowered his head again.

I turned my face to the other side. “You wish Mr. Williams.” I was now struggling to get away from him.

“But the kiss said differently when you were passionately kissing me.” His breathe fanning my neck as I started to lose control.

-‘I hate it the way my body is responding to him, as if it was never mine.’-

“Kiss? What kiss? You must be day dreaming Damien.” I asked putting up an innocent face.

“(Laughed) don’t tell me you have forgotten that because I can very well remind you.” And with that, he brushed his lips on mine and trailed his fingers on my face to my neck and outlining my shoulder; as I shuddered under his touch. I could feel his smirk.

-Push him now- My brain screamed at me.

-No... I want this- my heart called out.

“You are so inexperienced with the kiss darling; I think we have to amend that now.” He kissed me roughly and then passionately as I groaned losing all control.

He licked my lips and asked for the entrance as he tugged at the lower lip. I couldn’t help gasping. Sizing the chance, his tongue invaded my mouth as it danced with mine. His fingers were drawing patterns on my neck; arising some unknown feelings in me.

“Your Lips... Always... Fascinated... Me.” He breathed in between the kisses.

He then moved his mouth towards my forehead leaving trails of kisses there before kissing my eyes obsessively.

“You have the... most fucking... beautiful eyes... I’ve ever seen.”

Kissing my cheeks now; he licked them real slow and then moved his tongue near my ear as he trailed it on my neck. I shivered as I gripped him by his shoulder.

He kissed me there, licking and sucking as I felt pain with pleasure. I was damn lost in whatever was going on as there was a need arising in me. I don’t know what I want but it was like I wanted more.

He worked up kissing me below my ear as I moaned loudly.

“Do you know? This is your soft spot.”

I wasn’t paying attention to him anymore as I clutched to him more like a baby monkey clinging to his mother.

He then bit my ear lobe and quickly took my lips in his, taking up my moan in his mouth. His hands were now travelling from my shoulders to underneath my dress, touching my collar bones.

I couldn’t handle it anymore as I unintentionally pushed my lower abdomen to his groin. He hissed and pulled away from me. I opened my eyes at the loss of contact looking at him confusingly.

He stared into my eyes as I saw his pupils dilated indicating his need. His flushed face and now messed up hair; scanning my face for a minute.

-What the hell was I doing? Are you insane?-

Thank god; for the loss of contact knocked some sense in me. I jerked up and sat straight, putting my clothes in decent way as I tried to calm my breath not looking at him.

“You are a virgin?” he asked carefully yet shockingly.

My eyes grew wide as I snapped my head to look at him and struggled to get up.

-‘How did he... how come he found this?’-

He shook his head at the lack of my answer. He let me go and I saw him pondering over something.

“I think we should get a shower.”

I went to look for something to give him. It was a good thing that I wore men shirts at times, I have stolen my dad’s and my brother’s shirts many a times and also, now Edward’s. I found it and started searching for boxers. Finally I have to give him Edward’s left over which he bought recently.

I had this annoying feeling down there but didn’t know what to do. So after placing those clothes for him, I went to the living room to call my friends. I was pacing frantically but couldn’t ease it.

Ring... Ring... Ring...

-‘Where in this hell are you guys?’-

I decided to leave them a message, as I kept pacing the floor length. It was a foreign feeling which I really didn’t appreciate. After like ten minutes or so, Damien came looking for me.

He passed me a towel as he took in my frustrated form and gave me an intriguing look.

“How long have you been walking in here?” he asked hiding his smirk as he leaned against the closest wall.

“And why do you care?” I half-yelled at him.

“Whoa... seems like I may help you.” He was suppressing a smile.

“Oh really? (I stopped and faced him) and what do you know about how am I feeling at this moment?” I asked him challengingly.

He c****d his one eyebrow up and looked at me from toe to head as his gaze settled back on my eyes.

“Are you feeling discomfort?”

I nodded.

“There is something going down in there? Which is making you feel ashamed to talk about?”

I slowly nodded again.

“Frustration, clenching thighs together (I looked down at my thighs and quickly created some gap in there) and sensation down in here clearly indicates that you want a release.” He said amusingly.

“Release? from what?” I looked around perplexed.

He came closer to me and whispered in my ears as I tried to focus on his words.

“s****l release sweetheart, you are turned on.” He started drawing outline of my cheek, my neck and my throat before grabbing my shoulder.

My eyes were ready to pop out from its socket after hearing his words. I pushed him away.

“No... You are lying to me. You are trying to get to me. You... you... Argghhh...” I raised my hands near my head as I form a grip and cried out in frustration, stomping my feet on the ground.

I heard him laugh as he moved to the kitchen to make some coffee and shrugged, “Okay, whatever you say. But if you aren’t able to relax, just ask me.” He then winked at me turning his back to me.

-‘No, No, No, No. Don’t fall for his crap. Get a shower, it usually works with an itch. It may help in this too.’-

Yea, shower might help me. I got my bath ready and lay in the bathtub, focusing hard on something. It failed miserably as whenever my eyes were closed, all I could see was my heated make out session with Damien and his touch that triggered the sensations even more.

“WHAT THE HECK.” I writhed in the water as my phone chimed.

Picking from the side cabinet, I saw my friend’s advice.

Snazzy 1: You need to masturbate.

-Are they mad?- before I could counter it, others agreed to the first one.

Me: But I don’t think that’s what it is. (I know what m**********n is, but I don’t know how does it feel like or when do we need it.)

Don’t judge me, but I was never influenced so much by anybody to have awakened my needs or romantic feelings. Plus, I never dated one. I was more conservative than others so, it always ended up being this way. So, this whole idea seems absurd to me.

Snazzy 2: Girl, she is right. You need this.

Snazzy 3: It’s not like you are doing something wrong. It is need of our body and totally normal.

(Realizing all of them cannot be fool so I decided to go for it. My heart fluttered its beat; actually giving me a feel like I have agreed to do something illegal.)

Me: But I don’t know how to do it?

Snazzy 1: Everything is available on YouTube and internet.

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After thoroughly searching for it, I decided to try. But the feeling of touching myself made it odd and stupid; I felt like a dead body and rubbing that part made me more irritated. I couldn’t handle it anymore and decided to go downstairs.

Dressed in my sky blue PJs I headed to the kitchen, taking my tea and sipping it. I felt his gaze on me as I looked at him pissed off.

He sat beside me and grabbed my cup and placed it on the kitchen counter. I was about to tell him off when he placed his hand on my thighs and my breath hitched up.

I looked at him questioningly. Seeing his sincere look and lust filled eyes, I decided to summon up courage.

“Can you teach me how to get a release?” I felt embarrassed as soon as those words slipped my mouth.

“Of course.” He carried me back to my bedroom as he laid me on my bed and settled beside me.

The next thing, he kissed me urgently as if he needed it. His one hand supported his weight, while the other drew patterns on my body as he continued to kiss me; following the path of his fingers. He started undoing my buttons as I stopped him by holding them with my hand. I feared what he was planning to do. Jerking my hand away, he captured my lips and bit them causing me to moan.

“Easy love, I am not going to do anything that you will regret.” He said still undoing my buttons as I let his hand go this time. (I dunno why but I believed him.)

His palm cupped my mounds over the material as his head fall back. He then slowly removed the under garment’s strap sliding down the shoulder slowly and freeing the left mound. He trailed a finger over its curve as I let out a loud moan and pressed my thighs together.

He cupped it with his palm, gently pressing it as he hissed loudly with that only adding fuel to my fire.

“So soft... so f*****g soft... how I wish to devour it, you have no f*****g idea.” He again kissed me insanely.

His words, his kiss and the place he touched where no one else had before; was building up some force inside my stomach.

“You can fondle your breasts to increase the feelings.”

I just nodded as my head turned to the other side as he started kissing me on my neck and sucked it. My body shivered as my legs pressed harder finding something to hold onto. My grip firm on his arm as my other hand clutched his hair.

His fingers now traced the PJs waistband, slowly sliding in to trace the underwear’s elastic band as again I rushed to grab it; frantically shaking my head.

“Relax honey! this is what is required to teach you.” He coaxed as I slowly let him go but was ashamed of his hand moving inside.

-‘O god...! That is an effin’ excretory organ. I urinate and menstruate from there, and he is about to touch that... Ewww!’-

I was ashamed and feared how would he react as I could feel myself sticky down there. Automatically my hands covered my eyes as my breath became rugged. His other hand removed my hands and asked me to look him into his eyes as his fingers rubbed my clit. I moaned loudly, reflexively closing my eyes as my back arched up and my head fall back. The hold on his hair got strong as he growled.

“So wet... You are f*****g testing me girl. Dammit!” his words only building that tension strong in me as he rubbed my clit fast and then in circular motion. His rubbing got rapid, as I felt something, something burst inside me as my whole body shivered.

“Yes, yes... Come for me love.” His fingers now moved even more quickly triggering it.

“Damien I...” before I could I have finished my sentence, I felt something ooze out between my legs as I slowly came down from my peak, still shaking. It was something... Amazing? I cannot describe that feeling as I felt light headed and relaxed.

Damien showered me with kisses as I nuzzled into him. After a while, I felt tired and dirty. My legs felt weak as I had no will to go and clean myself. “Do you trust me?” He asked as I paused to look at him. I found no reason to deny, so I simply nodded and drifted to sleep.

***

I felt the urge to go to washroom as I woke up. I felt a strong arm around my waist as fear took over me. I quickly checked my clothes which were in place and I turned to look who the hell had guts to sleep in my bed. I grabbed my lamp from the bedside and before I could have attacked the person I saw Damien sleeping there as relief washed over me. I kept the lamp back on the nightstand and smiled at his half naked body. He has a well built body, was muscular but not made from gym. His body was smooth and I felt to touch it. Suddenly, the night memories crossed my mind. Feeling embarrassed and blushing, I slowly removed his hand as he tried to hold me tighter. Something tugged in my heart and I got off the bed.

“Where are you going?” he raised his head to look at me with those hazy eyes as I smiled to his appearance.

“Need to use the washroom.” I shyly replied before going.

“Come back soon.” His voice trailed off.

I was a bothered mess when I was about to shower. There were purple bruises on my neck, shoulder and collar bone. I was terrified at first to see them.

Love bites...

I froze to check my bathroom, there was nothing but the word replayed in my head as I smiled to myself. I liked it.

When I decided to fix a breakfast; I met with loud angry voices downstairs. Hurriedly, I reached to see an enraged Edward and equally furious Damien. They were ready to pounce on each other. But before they could get their hands on each other, I quickly checked on Damien.

-‘Thank god, Damien is wearing his clothes.’-

Yes, this was utmost important because the matter would have slipped out of hands if Edward would have seen him only in his boxers.

Making sure he was wearing shirt, I wriggled in between them as I hugged Edward and asked him to help me in the kitchen.

“What is he doing here?” Edward asked me grimacing.

“He stayed last night as it was very late for him to go; you see I was a little tipsy and forgot I tagged him along.” I shrugged and continued with my work.

Suddenly he turned me strongly holding my shoulders. “He stayed here while you were tipsy? Didn’t you remember what I told you Tasha? How the f**k you could have let it happen?” his pressure on my shoulder was increasing with every word and I fought to ignore the pain.

Next minute, I saw Damien pushed him away. “Do not f*****g talk to her like that EVER. I would be more than obliged to cut your tongue off.” He warned fiercely.

He turned to face me and his eyes softened, “Are you hurt?” I shook my head as he embraced me tightly.

-‘Has the last night events changed things between us?’-

I was shocked and my eyes peered at Edward who looked hurt. Damien pulled me off and tugging a lose thread of hair behind me ear, he cupped my face in his palm. I gulped down as I moved away from him to continue with the breakfast.

“So now, you guys are in love. f*****g great!” Edward seethed out.

“Ed, don’t be like this.” I tried reasoning him.

“Listen, there is something you don’t know that... f**k! Leave it.” He moved to the counter to put down the plates and coming back to me.

“I just want to protect you cupcake. I hope you remember this.” I nodded as he sat across Damien and silently started eating his food.

-‘I think I am already effed up pretty bad Ed. I think I am falling for him.’-