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I scoffed. "There's nothing going on here. Are we done?" I said aloud trying to convince myself more than him.
Peter leaned against the doorframe, the sound of music was muffled through the second floor of Johnny's house.
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that sweetheart." Peter replied, crossing his arms.
"It's the truth." I said looking into his piercing green eyes as they burned into my own.
Peter smirked at me.
"You know, you're a terrible liar." He smiled inwardly. He took a step closer and I took a step back.
"This can't work- you and me." I shook my head, trying to convince myself more than him.
"Why's that?" Peter placed his hands on my hips. I backed away.
"I know how you are with girls Pete- you're just going to break my heart and I don't want to let you. I think it would be best if I didn't get involved." I said firmly.
He said my name. "You mean much more to me than those other girls. Those girls just wanted one thing from me, but you- you actually care about me and you see me for who I am. You're different." He confessed.
My eyes softened.
"Peter-" I began to say.
"No." He lifted my chin with his fingertips, chills ran down my spine. "Cut the shit, alright? I want you to tell me that you feel nothing for me- look me in my eyes and tell me you don't feel anything and then I will walk away." His face was inches from mine.
"I-" I was defenseless, I tried to speak but nothing came out.
"I want to hear you say it." Peter rasped, his mouth almost against mine.
I leaned my forehead against his as my eyes fluttered shut. I was losing this internal battle.
He whispered my name like a prayer. "You know you want this too... Give in to me, let me show you how it feels..." I tangled my hands into his hair.
"That's it baby girl." I let out a shaky breath.
"I wonder how many more sounds I can get out of you." He breathed. "But first I want to hear you say it."
"Say what?" I managed to croak.
"That there is something between us, and that you want me just as much as I want you." He said as his lips brushed against my neck.
"You're just going to break my heart..." I whispered again.
"Isn't it better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all?" Peter whispered against my neck.
I finally nodded succumbing to the sensation.
"Now let me make you feel good." He said as he began to place open mouthed kisses onto my neck. I tilted my neck backwards as he kissed up my neck and towards my jawline.
"Peter..." I moaned his name.
"Mmmm say my name again sweetheart." Peter said sinfully.
I repeated his name, enjoying the taste of it on my tongue.
With a swift motion, Peter picked me up and hoisted me against the wall and stood between my legs. My breath hitched.
"You're so cute like this- at my mercy." He spoke so sinfully, yet I couldn't get enough of him.
My breathing was coming out ragged. "This doesn't mean anything-"
"Oh? But I think it does, see how your body responds to me?" Peter said as he began to lift my shirt up, exposing my bra.
He began to knead my breasts through my bra, my eyes rolled back.
"Oh sweetheart, you're reacting so nice and I've barely even started." He said as his lips found my neck once again.
I wanted to feel more of his hands on me, I didn't want this to end, I wanted-
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" Peter said, snapping my bra strap against my skin.
I gasped in surprise.
Peter's eyes found mine instantly. "Such pretty sounds..." Peter marveled.
Peter held onto me walking towards the bed. He sat down and placed me onto his lap, making me straddle him.
"Now this is much better, I like having you this pressed against me." His lips raked against my neck.
Peter began to rock my hips against his, guiding me against him.
I felt Peter's length beneath me harden.
My breath caught in my throat, I cupped his face as our breath intermingled.
"You feel that sweetheart?" He whispered almost against my lips.
I nodded, unable to form words.
"That's how much I want you, right here... Right now." He said before closing the gap between us.
As soon as my lips met his, I knew I was done for. Peter kissed me with such a strong intensity and it seemed that he had no intention of stopping. I tangled my hands in his hair again as I deepened the kiss.
I felt Peter's tongue glide against my bottom lip, begging for entry.
I slowly opened my mouth and Peter took advantage of the opportunity. Peter's hand cradled the back of my head, pulling me closer to him as if I was going to disappear.
I gasped against his lips as I felt his other hand grip my ass.
He smiled against my mouth as he placed kisses lower and lower.
"You taste so good..." Peter said hotly against my neck.
I heard the door being opened and my eyes widened.
"Oh shit, my bad." Johnny said drunkenly laughing.
Peter looked visibly annoyed at the interruption. "What do you want?" He asked his drunken bandmate.
"I was coming to see where you disappeared to, but it looks like you're a bit busy-" he chuckled.
"Yeah no shit, dumbass. Get the fuck outta here." Peter yelled. I buried my face into his neck to hide my embarrassment.
"So you're saying I can't stay and watch the show?" Johnny joked.
"Do you really want to know the answer to that?" Peter said getting a bit agitated.
Johnny, not wanting to press Peter any further spoke up, "Yeah, I'll see you two later..." He winked and left the room.
I laughed a bit as I still sat on Peter's lap.
He looked down at me and smiled.
"You're so beautiful." He said, cupping my face.
I leaned into his touch.
"Now let me go lock the door, I don't want us to get interrupted again. I also don't want anyone else seeing you like this. You're mine, got it?" Peter said to me.
"Got it." I confirmed.
"That's my girl." He said, kissing my head.