♢♡Jonathan♡♢

I keep my hands steady on Luke's chest and roll my hips, biting down on my lip as Luke's fingers grip my hips. I move faster and whimper, closing my hands into fists. "Fuck, fuck Luke~" I moan, reach down to jerk myself off. Luke pants and rocks into me, rolling his head back.

I gasp when I cum, stuttering a bit. I keep on moving until Luke cums too, collapsing over his chest and panting. Luke runs his fingers through my hair, kissing the top of my head. "My neck hurts" I whine, settling on top of him. "Sorry if I bit you too hard" Luke laughs, running his hands up my back.

I yawn and sigh, awkwardly hugging Luke. "I love you.." Luke hums, trailing his fingers down my back. I stop for a second before giggling and kissing Luke's neck. "I know" I smile, groaning when I hear someone knocking on the door. "Just leave it, they'll leave soon" Luke hums, sitting up.

"Okay, ouch" I snort, sitting up on my knees so Luke slides out of me. The knocking persists and I sigh, rolling off of Luke. "I'll get it" I grumble, taking the sheets and wrapping it around myself. "Classy" Luke snorts, looking me up and down. "I got no shame" I grin, winking at Luke before I head downstairs.

I open the door and my eyes widen when I see Tyler, stepping back a bit. "Oh my god-" Tyler huffs before growling. He grabs my around the neck and slams me into the wall, growling. "Listen up you fuckin' cheating whore, you're gonna leave Evan alone or I will come back here and beat you and your boy toy into a pulp, okay?" Tyler snarls.

"Wait? You have Evan? You fucking bitch, you made him leave!" I growl, he stole my husband! Tyler grabs my wrists and slams them against the wall, not even glancing down when the sheets fall and I blush. "And you were the one who held Evan down so roughly his wrists bruised just like yours are right now" Tyler hisses through his teeth.

My eyes widen and I swallow hard, only turning more red. "You're fucking sick" Tyler snarls, punching me. My head swims and my face throbs as Tyler let's go of me and leaves, slamming the door shut. I touch my wrist to my nose and see blood, going into the kitchen to clean it up. I spit blood into the sink and sigh, rubbing my forehead.

Luke comes downstairs and looks back and forth before gasping and running over, grabbing my face. "What happened?" He asks, pressing me against the counter. "I'm fine, Luke, it's okay. I'll tell you later" I sigh, dabbing my nose on the dish cloth. "Why can't you tell me now?" Luke ask, but I look up at him and huff.