Bleeding Love - Introduction Chapter

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• Bleeding Love - Prologue
  
• Author: Replica_1990
  
• Rating: NC-17 (Although not extremely graphic)
  
• Bran/OFC, Jeff/OFC, Ryan/Colin
  
• All she wanted was to break into the american comedy circuit, have some fun on a TV show. She didn't expect to fall in love especially since it wasn't him she was with.
  
• Please be nice! No flames :-)

Right I just want to be clear that the character of Robyn is not  based on me! It's an original character that I've been building for years (And I use when I need an original female character) and she has a personality all of her own :-)

 It felt like hours since I'd moved from my place on the sofa, curled up in a ball, staring out of the window as the rain pelted off the glass. A clap of thunder hit once more and the phone began to ring. I picked my cell up gently, not moving any other part of my body than the arm I was using. It was Jeff again, probably just calling to check on how I am. As far as he knew I had gone home from taping early because I was sick. God if only he knew what was really going on. He wasn't a perfect boyfriend, far from it actually, but he didn't deserve what I was doing to him. It's not like I meant for it to happen but have you ever just felt a spark with someone? That little connection that makes your head want to explode whenever that person looked at you?

The thunder rumbled through my apartment once more as I put the phone back down on the arm of the sofa. I lay there in silence, letting a few tears fall down my cheeks and not bothering to wipe them away. Suddenly there were three sharp, hard knocks at the door that made me jump in surprise. I couldn't hear a sound in the apartment after that bar the machine gun fire rain that was outside. Slowly I pushed myself from the sofa and began to walk through the dull hallway towards the door as the person on the other side knocked once again. I raised my hands and pulled the security chain off the door, praying that it wasn't Jeff. I didn't think I could handle seeing him. With a sigh I pulled the door open and my breath caught in my throat.

He was standing in front of me, his hair plastered to his head and his clothes soaked. My eyes locked with his, neither of us saying anything but just standing a meter apart from one another. I couldn't help the shy smile that crept onto my face at the sight of him, my heart thudding in my chest. In one swift movement he took a step forward and pulled me against him, his lips crashing onto mine. I could feel the moisture from his clothes making my own damp and cold against my skin as my hands tangled into his hair, my mouth parting to allow his eager tongue access. I could feel myself being pushed back into my apartment and I could hear the door slam behind him, all the while never breaking our kiss.

Something in him changed at that moment, when I heard the light thud my body made against the wall that he pushed me against. He pulled away from me, his eyes still drilling into mine, both of our lungs fighting for breath. There was something in his eyes that was scaring me, something that told me tonight wasn't going to be about sweet nothings and pillow talk.

"I'm going to tell him" I said, my voice rough from his kiss. His breathing slowed and he took another small step towards me, his body pressed against mine once more.

"When?" He asked, his eyes still drilling into mine. I smiled a small smile, I wasn't brave enough to do anything else.

"Tomorrow. After the taping" I said simply. I was done with the lying and the hiding. As I felt his lips trail a path down my neck and his strong arms wrap around my waist, I knew he was the one I wanted to be with. His free hand cupped my breast roughly though my lace bra, as he buried his face into the crook of my neck and directed us both backwards towards my bedroom, his pelvis roughly pushing against mine. He vaguely heard a soft moan erupting from my lips, letting him know that I was enjoying every moment of it and that I wasn't going to change my mind. He growled low in his throat and threw me onto the bed. No matter how rough he was with me, I knew I wasn't going to get hurt. Not by him.

It was such a change from the first time we had kissed. Jeff and I had a fight and he had come to see if I was alright. One thing lead to another and we ended up making out on my sofa. Sure we told each other it was a mistake and a one time deal. We certainly weren't going to tell Jeff but I never expected to fall for the guy! He slid into my hot body, breathing heavily as I wrapped my legs around him and moaned sweetly, my head tilting back into the mattress. He took advantage of my throat, kissing an licking at me while his pace quickened. Soon, the sweet make up sex had turned into heavy , passionate love making. He gripping my hips, pounding into me as I cried out, raking my nails down his back.

I could do nothing but clench my eyes shut, my toes curling tightly as goose bumps spilled over my skin. My lips parted slightly when a sweet moan escaped me and that amazing tingling feeling took over my body. I cried out, letting the orgasm take over my body, shaking and wreathing under him as he continued. Within moments, he came with a loud grunt, breathing heavily. He pulled away from me, pushing the top half of his body up so he could look down through half closed eyes before kissing me gently, ensuring me that I was in safe hands. Slowly, he rolled off to the left, his eyes closed and his face relaxed. Gently I slid into Brad's arms, brushing my lips over his and gently stroking his face. He smiled as my head came to rest on his shoulder.

"I love you" He whispered to me as my eyes grew heavy, my body giving in to the exhaustion that the situation had brought. I was only vaguely aware of my cell phone ringing in the living room.