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One thing you always wanted was attention.
You always craved male attention. It was always unknown why.
You were always talking about your ex, João Félix. You knew he would call you or message you about it. You attended every party knowing he would be there.
You were dressed in the most revealing outfit, begging for his attention. It was like a drug for you. It was needed in your system, or you would be crazy. Wearing his favourite perfume when you were together would make him want you, and you knew that. You didn't want him to get over you at all.
Staring at him made him suspect someone was glancing at him, and when he looked around, he saw you. However, you weren't looking at him. João walked up to you with his drink in hand and asked if he could take you for a chat away from your friends. He turned towards you for your consent, and you nodded and he took you away from your friends.
"You just want attention," João said, shocking you.
"What?" You were baffled, yet you knew exactly what he was talking about.
"You don't want my heart. Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new," He was exactly on the mark. Bullseye. He knew. João could always read you like a book. It never beat you.
"I knew from the start. You're just making sure I'm never getting over you." You never wanted him to move on from you.
"How did you know?" You were cut off by him pinning you to the wall.
"I could always read you like a book, and that perfume is driving me insane." You smirked, knowing that.
"Oh, I know..." You whispered in his ear and his breath hitched.
You smirked and knew that when he did that, it was apparent that he was hooked. You took his chin and pulled his face closer to yours. Muttering in his ear, you said, "Your place or mine?"
"Mines closer..." He kissed your cheek placed his cup of alcohol on some random table took your hand and pulled you closer to him.
He ended up getting in the car with you and immediately pulling out of the driveway and speeding to his house.
You both arrived on time and unbuckled your seatbelts. João ran to the door with his keys in hand, trying to unlock the door. He knew you craved him, and you knew he craved you. He unlocked the door picked you up by your hips and carried you to his bedroom.
He dropped you onto the bed. How did being at a party lead to you lying in your ex-boyfriend's bed? I guess we will never know.
You were in a steamy make-out session when he pulled away and started to take off your dress, and you both were still in the make-out session till you did something more...
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AN: I KNOW YOU GUYS WANT SMUT BUT IT'S KIND OF AWKWARD FOR ME TO WRITE THEM.
