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Wicked Ties Chapter 6

Date: 8/18/2017, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Romance, Author: nickeduardo25, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

He was fucked. Wrapped in his arms, sleeping peacefully, was the most annoyingly infuriating girl he had ever made the mistake of sleeping with. And it felt weird. And comfortable. Laura yawned, burrowing her head deeper into the crook of his neck, as if it belonged there. He scowled. Sex was simple. Only what they were doing wasn’t sex anymore, it was a prolonged session of cuddling. He didn’t do cuddling, especially with someone like her. Desperate to get her off him, he did the only thing he could think of. Bringing his foot back, Derek kicked her in the shin. “Ow!” Laura groaned, looking frazzled as she raised her head. “Did you just kick me?” He smiled, trying to feign innocence. “Of course not.” She glared daggers at him. “You really do know how to treat a lady right, don’t you?” “Baby, there was nothing ladylike about you last night.” Derek grinned at her. Laura rolled her eyes, and pushed herself up. “Well this has been lovely.” She looked for her pants and underwear, finding them in the corner. She felt disgusting and in desperate need of a shower, but getting out of his room was priority numero uno. To hell with anyone seeing her. Derek crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back on his bed. She was surprisingly calm, which was the one thing that got to him the most. It was as if she didn’t care. He rolled his eyes, remembering that he was the one that didn’t care. Not at all. “So, that’s it? You’re not going to cry, beg for a few more minutes with this body?” ... He smirked. Laura went to his bag of clothes, fishing out a random t-shirt. She grinned as she saw the band pictured on it. Metallica. It was fitting, to say the least. She pulled it on and flipped out her hair. “Stop that.” Laura chided with a smile. “I’m not angry. I’m not even annoyed.” “What?” Had she gone completely insane? She sighed, already exhausted by talking to him. “We had sex. What’s the big deal? It’s over. Now we move on, until the next time one of us gets an itch.” It wasn’t the exact truth, but he didn’t need to know that. She was affected by him, greatly so, but he was the last person she’d ever confess that to. He furrowed his brows. It was as if he’d been sucked into a foreign dimension where she talked like he did. Well, like he used to. “I don’t follow.” Laura grinned, walking over to his bed. She straddled him and pinched his cheeks. He slapped her hand away, causing her to laugh at him. “You’re so cute.” She cooed mockingly. “Look, I don’t like you. I probably never will. But you were right. Sex is just sex. As far as I’m concerned, you giving me that recorder evened out the playing field. Everything you’re doing to annoy me…it’s irrelevant. I don’t care. And I gotta say, I feel fantastic.” Derek glared at her. “Well look who finally decided to join the winning team.” Laura smirked, lowering her head and sucked his bottom lip. “I really gotta run now. Thanks for the sex, sweetie.” His jaw dropped open as she jumped off him and walked out of his room. He ...