Eli kissed her hard and she kissed him back just as hard, desperate for the feeling his lips gave her, unable to get enough. He broke the kiss to pull her shirt off before continuing to kiss her as his hand continued to rub between her legs, making her absolutely crazy, moaning softly against his kiss.
His hand slipped into her hair to tilt her neck and she let him willingly, closing her eyes as his lips traced her skin teasingly, causing her body to tremble every time his lips came down on her skin. It was absolutely incredible, she'd never felt what she was feeling before, and she wasn't sure if it was just him and the fact that he'd fucked a lot of girls and knew what he was doing, or if it was something else. Whatever it was, it made it incredibly easy to forget that what they were doing was horribly wrong because it felt so impossibly good.
Finally, he brought his lips back to hers and kissed her lips hard before moving the hand that was between her legs, wrappiing it around her back. His fingers slid up her spine, making her shiver in his arms as he unclipped her bra and tossed it off and suddenly, her heart was beating so hard she felt like it was going to break out of her chest as she watched him slip out of his own shirt.
He turned her around then, making her smirk wickedly and close her eyes as he moved her hair out of the way and kissed along her shoulder blades, somehow managing to be soft and rough at the same time, making her want him so badly it hurt. Every single touch was better than a hundred of Eric's and she knew she was getting in over her head. She'd never forget the way his lips and hands felt on her, even if they were just fucking in the bathroom of a bar, it'd be in the back of her mind every time anyone else touched her and she hated that because that meant she'd be addicted.
She wouldn't be able to stop herself. She'd keep coming back for more, and the longer they kept it up, the more danger they were in of someone finding out, but she knew already she wouldn't be able to stop herself. Just like she hadn't been able to stop him from kissing her. As wrong as it was, it just felt too good. "We're going to hell." She moaned deeply as he kissed her skin, though her lips were turned up in a smirk and she didn't bother trying to stop him because it was too late. He'd just become her new drug and she was already addicted, making her powerless to stop it.
Instead, she just reached down and slipped her shorts off, kicking them away, dying to get on with it because his lips on her skin were making her crazy.
Ben held her tightly even as she fought him, refusing to let her to because he knew she still felt something for him and he knew she was rejecting it, but kissing her would force her to feel it and that's wall he wanted. For her to own up to the fact that she still loved him.
After a minute of her struggling to push him off, she finally relaxed into it and he smirked as he continued to kiss her, able to feel that she'd let herself slip. She wasn't fooling him in the least bit by asking him to leave her alone, she still loved him and wanted him, he could taste it in her lips and that was honestly all he needed so he relaxed, figuring he had her, letting his grip on her loosen.
Only she pushed him off and he sighed as she slipped around him, putting distance between them. “Fuck you.” She breathed and he just rolled his eyes. “You don’t know anything!” She yelled, but she was wrong. Maybe she was right in saying he hadn't been there for her so he didn't really know what had been going on with her the past three years, but she was wrong in assuming he didn't know how she felt. He knew she still loved him and he also knew she didn't love Tommy.
“You’re nothing but a spineless coward.” She spat and if he wasn't high, that would have hurt a lot more because she was basically telling him he was exactly what he'd been afraid he was for the past three years. "And your wrong, I don’t love you.” She lied, and he just scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Benji reached out again quickly, grabbing her above the elbow this time and pulling her over to him, glaring at her. "Nice try sweetheart." He spat, holding her eyes. "But I can see it in your eyes." He shrugged and brought her so close their lips were almost touching. "I love you Harley." He breathed and shrugged. "I'm sorry I hurt you, honestly I am, I don't know what else you want out of me babe." He said as he kissed her jaw, hoping maybe she'd just give in because he honestly couldn't live without her anymore.