Chapter 44: How Dirty?

Chapter 44: How Dirty?
Chapter 44: How Dirty?

Alessia

There was a short knock on the door and when I opened it, my eyes were ready to scan him to see the damage. He announced it so it felt like the first obvious thing between us, he was scanning me for a whole different reason, I was barely in my clothes. Roy is not only handsome, he is hot. When he has obviously stubble down his face and a slightly busted hip, he looked do damn sexy anx when he has bruised knuckles, he looks so fucking hot.

When his arms are so obviously full and strong because he is only wearing a wife beater, so fucking sexy. His shirt was crumpled around his neck like maybe he was sweating and needed to cool off first.The material is his wife beater clung to his firm body and enhanced the shape of him. Wider looking shoulders and a narrower waist. His hair manliness, he is not an awkward twenty year old and I don't know how old he is but he is confident, skilled and experienced. He feels like he knows a thing or two about the world just by the way he carries himself.

“I am extremely attracted to you right now.” I deadpanned. I watched the fire behind his eyes light up with intrigue.

“Oh, yeah?” He took a step inside and I took a step back and he took another one forward.

“I am dirty, I should probably shower before I let you touch me.” He told me. I looked at him up and down.

“How dirty?” I asked, stepping forward now that the door was shut and he was inside.

His hands received me right away, I stepped forward and they came to my waist. I am in a thin cropped pink beater, the cuter version of what he was wearing. My breasts are obvious against the fabric since I never ever wear a bra. My shorts were actually sleep short and more like boy shorts. I didn't feel the need to cover up for Kara or him, so, here I am. His hands glided down my sides and toyed with the hem of my boy shorts.

“You look sexy.” His voice only got heftier the more he touched me.

“I asked how dirty?” I reminded him of my unanswered question. A slow smirk spread across his lips.

“Blood and sweat.” He told me, I grabbed his beater and started pulling it up.

“Don't you have a roommate?” He asked.

But he didn't stop me from pulling his shirt up and off him. I tossed it aside and ran my hands down his slick flesh. He is forming light bruises on his ribs too, I can practically trace out the fist marks. It must have been hard hits. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his pants but didn't pull down. I used it to balance myself against him while I went up on my toes to bring our faces closer. His nose brushed mine but he stayed still and let me do what I wanted. What I wanted was to kiss him. I cupped below his jaw and softly kissed his lips. 

“Hurt?” I asked him.

“I think I will survive.” He replied, pressing his lips back on mine. Our tongues lightly brushed tips as I kissed him slowly. They barely parted yet, so only the slightest hint of tongue could he felt. My fingers explored his slick flesh. 

I pulled the belt loops of his jeans to press him against me. His low hanging jeans and dirty wife beater was a hell of a look but now he is shirtless and with those low hanging jeans. He looks freaking amazing. His hands caressed down my sides again and he started to move his fingers to the hem of my crop top to remove it but stopped when he heard the same little sound I did. We both looked around and caught Kara tip-toeing out of her room.

“Sorry, I had to go pee.” She lied.

I know she wanted to see who I was hooking you with since I never bring guys home. I wanted to laugh out loud when her face dropped into an open gaping expression. Her  eyes descended the full length of Roy's body, seeing him shirtless and roughed up.

“Kara?” I called her name to get her back to his planet.

“Wow,” that was all she said before fanning herself and walking back into her room.

“My room is small and shitty but let's go.” I pulled him by the hand down my narrow hall into my closet sized room.

“I would look at the details but you happen to be half naked in front of me so I don't see anything else. Sorry, beautiful.” He walked me further inside the room until he was able to close the door.

His hands grabbed me and I squealed in the most embarrassing way but he pulled me flush against him again to continue the kiss we once stopped and I wasn't squealing anymore. I was groaning at his touch. Even dirty, he is hot and I don't even care if he doesn't take a shower. That probably makes me dirty too. He grabbed my neck suddenly and pulled our mouths apart, keeping our faces close by the hold of my throat, he started to speak. Gruff and gritty and full of desire he muttered.

“Do you remember what you asked for on the phone? You want me to eat your pussy, finger-fuck you and when you cum, you want to ride my dick. Did I miss anything?” He asked in the hottest way.

“No, I think you got it all.” I was ready to fan myself off just like Kara did.

“Get undressed.” He ordered me first thing once our earlier phone conversation was rehashed. His eyes grew a shade darker when his desire flooded through.

They stayed fixed on me as I reached for the hem of my top and pulled it up over my head. They stayed lingering over my modest chest while he knocked his lips. I was only in boy shorts now and when I tucked two fingers into the hem of them, I stayed looking at him. I kept my eyes with him while I began to pull them down but his eyes dropped away from mine so he could watch me do it. So he could see me fully naked.

“You are so damn sexy, Alessia.” He groaned right away.