Reminder: This book contains sexual themes.

-SIN'S POV-

"So do it." She whispers seductively into my ear, sending shivers down my spine, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up, my skin to cover in goosebumps.

My hands travel to her waist and I pick her up, putting her on the side of the kitchenette so she's sitting and her legs are hanging off.

I stand between her legs, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, the piece of hair that always fucking falls out.

"I'm still mad at you." I tell her, but my eyes tell a different story as they trail her body from head to toe.

She leans forward, her lips only an inch from mine. "And I still hate you."

My lips crash onto hers, her arms wrapping round my neck, her knees pressing into my waist.

I move my hands to her chin, deepening the kiss as I hold her soft face.

Since I've met her, she's pissed me off like hell- but her looks made me desperate for this moment to happen.

She pulls back, biting her lip nervously.

"Are you okay?" I ask, my face most likely filled with concern.

Lina nods. "Yeah. Fuck. We're doing this, aren't we? This does not change things, I still hate you."

"Being told you hate me is not exactly a turn on, little red." I murmur into her mouth before kissing her again.

Her tongue responds, dancing across mine, as her hands grab my hair.

I pull at her top eagerly. "This needs to come off."

Her top lands on the floor, and mine follows.

Her legs press against my waist and her arms wrap around my neck as I move my hands to her back, tugging at her bra. The one time she fucking wears a bra, is the one time I'm desperate for her not to be.

"You idiot! Your going to break it." She hisses, before unclasping it.

My eyes smile as I move my kisses down her neck, to her plump breasts. Her knees slightly tighten on my waist as she feels more pleasure than before as I suck on one nipple, flicking and teasing the other. I nibble on the sensitive skin and she lets out a small gasp, causing me to want her even more than I do so.

I pull back, building the tension, and her hands fling to her chest, covering the top half.

"Don't ever be self conscious, little red, especially not around me." I tell her quietly in her ear and she bites her lip, before pressing her chest into mine and kissing me again.

Once more, her legs wrap around my waist, her arms round my neck. I can feel my bulge enlarging as I chuck her onto my bed, my arms pinned either side of her.

"What are you-"

I cut her off as I trail kisses down to her lower stomach, noticing her grip on the bed tighten slowly with anticipation.

I undo her jeans, pulling them off as she reveals her red thongs to me.

"Almost like you predicted this, isn't it?" I smirk and she hits my arm playfully.

Leading my kisses further, I pull the thongs down and my fingers go straight to her. She's already so wet for me, craving me, her body wanting me as much as I want her. She lets out a moan of pleasure, causing my arousal to become even more, and I let out a string of spit before going down and sucking on her clit, whilst my fingers thrust in and out of her.

"Fuck, Sin." She moans, then hits her forehead- she most likely equally finds this stupid as around ten minutes ago we were screaming each others head off.

I come up from her sweetness and kiss her, to my surprise she returns the kiss; most girls find it weird when someone does that.

"I want you, Catalina." I murmur, and she shrugs innocently (far from what she is).

"Then have me."

She tugs at my bottoms as they fall off, her hand trailing to my boxers, her eyes widening as she sees my bulge.

"No time for that, I need you and I need you now." I say with an urgency, rejecting her offer to please me in other ways, but I'm sure I'll take it up another day.

I put her hands on the bedrest at the back. "Don't move them." I instruct and she nods as her feet slide my boxers off.

Her jaw drops in surprise at the size. I'm not the best looking, but I have to admit I'm pretty proud of it.

"Like what you see?" I wink, to receive one of those slaps again- which honestly just turns me on more.

She rolls her eyes. "Egotistical wanker, although I'm not surprised seeing as your about to fuck me."

This is a dream.

That's all I think as I take in her body. It's all I think as I slide the condom on, as I kiss her neck whilst I thrust myself in, out, in, out of her.

This is a dream.

Her lips pursue and her legs tighten round my waist. She's longing to dig her nails into my back, holding onto the bedrest isn't enough for her. It's joyful to watch as she lets out little moans, whilst I continue to pound in and out of her.

After a while, I feel her internal torture and her upcoming orgasm.

"Fuck, Catalina." I groan, as I feel her body go weak, and her juices spill out onto me.

She leans forward, her hands now clinging round my neck. "Don't stop." She whispers bossily.

Her tongue darts across mine, owning my mouth as I go slower, feeling the buildup inside my body. She comes again, causing me to groan as I release into the condom, then pull out and lay next to her- it's a tight fit on my small bed but we just about make it work.

"Fuck."

A laugh comes out from Lina's mouth, and obviously I feel offended. It isn't exactly a pat on the back when someone LAUGHS after you've just fucked them.

"I can't believe we just did that. Fuck. Shit. Okay. So that happened." I respond to her laughing, only causing her to crack up more.

She turns and faces me, then she bites her lip as she looks me up and down. "Can you put some clothes on, please?"

"Why, you scared you'll be tempted for round two?"

Lina sighs and stands up, walking across the room as she picks up her clothes, pulling them on.

I sigh and put my boxers back on, as I lay in my bed in utter shock and disbelief.

Is this a dream?

"Do you want some nutella toast?" She asks as she puts bread in the toaster.

My disbelief grows. We just fucked, and all she can ask me is if I want some Nutella toast?

"Sure. Why the fuck not." I say saltily, grabbing the rest of my clothes scattered across the room and putting them on.

Why am I being salty?

Normally after fucking someone, I'll tell them to have a nice life and I'll leave. It may sound harsh- but that's because it is.

No attachments, no feelings.

But I'm looking at this girl, and there is attachments. She's my roommate, my friend. She's Lina, for fucks sake.

And of course there's feelings. Fuck, spend a day with her and how couldn't there be feelings?

******

"Yo, man. You good? How's your little Cat doing?" Zachary asks as I enter work.

I wiggle my eyebrows at him as our hands slap one another. "She's good, man. Real good."

Zachary pauses as he takes in my answer.

"Oh my god. You hit that thing, didn't you mate! Well I'm proud, mate, you should be too. She seems proper fine." He tells me as he pours a drink for the stuck up ladies that visit constantly.

The stuck up ladies: the rich woman who go to a cheap little pub where they are very much aware younger men work, as their husbands are away on a 'business trip'. They look for the younger men, choose their target and boom- one night stands galore.

"Don't speak about her like that, bro. It's out, innit, you barely know her."

The way I speak and think around Zachary is different. It feels like secondary, where I completely changed how I acted just to suit Jagger's ideal friend type.

"Yeah, that's fair. I'll be good man, I won't speak about your pretty little thing. Was she good though?"

I slap his arm and he winks at me, before taking the drinks to their table.

This man sits at the bar, clearly ridiculously drunk already.

"Sir, can I get you anything? A water, perhaps?" I ask kindly, I've been in his state and all they need is help.

He nods. "Anotherrrrrr, fuckingggggg drinnnnnkkkkkkk."

I recognise him, I'm unsure where from but I am certain I've seen him before.

"Sir, I don't think your in a correct state for another drink." I tell him politely, genuinely concerned for his wellbeing.

"Youuuu cannnn't fucking tellllll meeee. What. to doooooo."

His every word is slurred and in his eyes all I can see is pain.

This could be me.

I shudder at the thought as I hand him a glass of water. "In case, Sir."

"Youuuu knowwee, son. I had a great life once. But I fucked it up. I reallyyyy reallyyyy fucked ittt up badly. But god-" he pats at his heart as if god grows inside him, "god gave me round two. But guess whattt? I'm fuckinggg it up again. Really, truly, genuinely. I'm fucking her like I fuckkkeddd her beforee." He slurs, his words full of nonsense.

I feel bad, but I must ask this man to leave. He clearly isn't in a good enough state to be in the pub. I signal to Zachary to come over, and he does.

When the man has been removed from the building, I vow to myself to try to stop drinking. Addictions aren't healthy, and this man has shown me what I don't want my future to be like.

I want to be okay.

After a long shift, I unlock the door to my room. I'm welcomed with the sight of Lina, Arianna and Rhiannon dressing up and putting on makeup.

"Isn't this every guys dream?" I say, eyeing their outfits, but only enjoying ones.

Lina rolls her eyes. "Guys, please, it's the self-obsessed crybaby, who also happens to be a perv."

"You didn't care that I was a perv earlier-"

Lina slaps my arm before I can say anything else. I wink at her and she frowns in frustration, before a smirk pulls onto her face. She's clearly just gained an idea to torment me, so I guess I'll wait in fear for when that idea is in business.

Arianna and Rhiannon exchange eye contact. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing." I shrug innocently, to be mouthed a 'thank you' from Lina (who knew the day would come when she could have manners!)

I sit on my bed and scroll through my phone. They do their boring girl shit, until around an hour later.

"Love ya Sin, we'll see you later." Rhi and Anna kiss me on the cheek before heading out the door.

"Bye girls, you look beautiful. Where are you going?"

Lina grabs her jacket and looks at me. "Out."

I eye up her outfit- the tight black tube top, the small red skirt and fishnet tights and gloves. Her golden necklace, paired with gold earrings and bracelet. Her hair is tied up in a high ponytail, her edges done, her eyes decorated with a coat of black eyeliner.

"Your going out like that? That skirts so short."

Lina looks fucking beautiful, yet that's all I can say to her as I look at her in that skimpy outfit.

She bites her lips, her eyes flashing with something I've never seen in her before.

"Fuck you, Sin." She says, before slamming the door to our room.

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Hey guys! This was my first time ever writing smut, so please don't judge!

I hope your happy!

They've slept together! How will this affect their relationship?

I hope you like this chapter. I want to strangle Sin at the end though, the fucking prick!!

Love,

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