My eyes scanned the area filled with steam that encased my figure. They then trailed down through the obscurity finding Griffin in a crouched position. His strong arms were wrapped around his long legs with his head resting on his clothed knees. He had on his previous black sweatpants and his azure shirt.

The rushing water trailed down his form in a haunting formation of continuance.  I watched in gloom sewn melancholy as the blood from his clenched fists ran down the drain.

Quietly and softly I bent down beside him. His head snapped up and his misty blue eyes stared into mine. Not with anger or happiness, only with pain. In a second, I moved to his side and draped my arm around his strong shoulders.

He laid his drenched head on my already soaked shoulder. His once golden hair had turned a dark chestnut. His wet locks fell slick against his head and were now sticking slightly to my neck.

I raised my hand from the front of his shirt to his still compressed fist, slowly opening his hand and earning a pained hiss against my neck.

His knuckles were coated in painful burgundy cuts and bruises. Shards of tile were embedded sorely in his knuckles. I leaned forward and little by little began to withdraw the fragments.

More raw groans and hisses cut from his mouth. I looked to my right watching as he bit down on his bottom lip and inhaled sharply. 

"What were you thinking teddy bear?" I inquired lightly. He leaned deeper into my neck snickering softly. My breathing hitched as the soft skin of his lips caressed my nape.

"I don't know...Mickey." He said. His snicker becoming a wounded laugh. Once more our eyes met. His eyes illuminated with the fractures of a broken man. He needed help.

"Griffin even though I've only known you for three days...I may storm off...and curse the hell out of you, but I am...here for you." I whispered and before I knew what I was doing, I was placing a slow kiss on his lips. Just like that he had me.

It was then that I realized that we were both soaking wet in a shower and I was half naked. My eyes trailed down his wet shirt noticing how his chiseled muscles revealed themselves through his drenched shirt.

Stop! I commanded myself. He is in pain. You shouldn't be gawking at him.

His eyes followed mine. A sexy leer slid across his face and he lowered his eyes to my wet figure. He began to draw circles on my arm. The sensitive caress of his fingers sent chills through my body. In a swift movement I was lowering myself on to his slick legs.

I know that we've only known each other for a few days but it was clear that our bodies enjoyed each other. Above that, it was EVIDENT that he dealt with his problems through sex but I couldn't do...that with him, right?

His hands gripped my bare waist. I moved closer to him by standing on my knees. His eyes peered upward to my body. The shower's hot water trailed down my half naked form in sensually slow drizzles.

His lips were only inches away from my breasts. His eyes burned into my skin as he stared. My heart started to beat faster. My cheeks burned as his eyes met mine as a new found look of lust glazed over his irises.

"Don't be scared." He whispered leaning into my breasts and placing a heated kiss between my bra. His hands gripped my thighs and slowly his left hand glided up my inner thighs. Heat took over my body in a rush. Slowly,  his fingers pulled my panties to the side and he touched me right between my legs.

He started to caress me softly. My mouth formed a blissful O as he stroked me with his skillful hands. His fingers massaged my clitoris, moving faster and slower. In a swift motion he was inside of me. Moving in and out softly. He leaned into my drenched bra and swirled his tongue around my already hard nipples. 

My body couldn't resist his touch. I wanted skin on skin contact. Not thinking, I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. Without a second to spare his mouth was on one of my nipples. His tongue swerved around my nipple, hardening it. His fingers movements started to take an aggressive turn as my moans became louder. His other hand pulled me down deeper into his prying fingers. A whimper was drawn from my lips.

His wet tongue trailed up my neck. He was now placing chaotic kisses against my sensitive skin as his fingers worked their magic.

My nails dug into his shoulder blades as I started to feel the familiar clench stating that I was close to reaching my point. He moaned out from the pain driving my body insane.

"Come on baby, I want to hear you." He growled against my electrified skin as he bit down on my shoulder. His thumb teasingly caressed my clitoris back and forth as his other fingers continued to delve between my throbbing folds.  My eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head.

Everything started to deliciously clinch around his fingers as the throbbing intensified. His other hand snaked into my hair pulling me closer allowing our lips to meet.

"Release on me." He ordered against my lips in a tone laced with lust. His hand then gripped my ass hard as he bit down on my ear. My weakness. It was enough to bring me to orgasm. I shuddered in intense ectasy as I released over his hand and screamed out his name. I couldn't stop myself. The sitcky wetness of cum continued down his fingers as it seeped out of me. He slowly pulled his fingers outward making sure to continue his tortuous stroke against my clit.

"I love it when you say my name." He groaned.

My legs still trembled from the excursion. I lowered myself fully onto his lap giving notice to his hard erection and my almost non-existent underwear.

His boner was right underneath my wet and lightly throbbing pussy. I was so concerned about that, that I didn't even notice when his cum filled hand twisted into my wet hair and closed the space between us. His hungry  tongue entered my mouth and we began to move our tongues roughly against each other. 

His tongue tasted heavenly in my mouth. His body felt amazing against mine. Our bodies understood each other. Similar to long lost lovers who reunited after a decade a part. Although the mind may forget the body never does.

It was only Griffin and I in a moment of pure sexual euphoria. He started to take off his soaked shirt. I helped him rip it off. Soon, our slick wet naked fronts were pressed against each other in dripping lust. Once more our tongues met. With each second he deepened it. I hadn't realized before that his mouth tasted of mint and spice, similar to his scent as well as a creamy salty feel. The hot water continued it's wet caress as I started to grind into his hard dick. I couldn't stop my movements. I wanted this. I trembled for this. I. Needed. This. 

A reverberation similar to a wild animal vibrated through me from his mouth. In a second, I was being pulled up and pressed hard against the moist tile wall of the shower.

He pinned my arms above my head and brought our bodies and lips together in a sensual mold of forms. His erection rubbed against the lower area of my mid- section building friction.

My eyes opened and I found his penetrating stare. He started to rub his boner deeper into me. He wanted me to beg. I could see it in his misty blue eyes. 

"Griff..."I started but was stopped when he turned me around and his hands cupped my breast and started to lightly rub them. I moaned out losing my train of thought. He sent his tongue up my neck as his hands molded my mounds. He rubbed my nipples in a tortuous pace as he began to grind his hard cock into me.

"Griffin..." I moaned.

"Sage..."He moaned into my ear. "I need to be inside of you..." His words brought an intense rush of heat down under. "Please let me." He practically begged.

"Griff..." I moaned out as he massaged my breasts. What was I doing with this boy? I needed to stop. I had to stop. I had to a end this before we went to far and did something I would regret. I retracted his hands pulling them down my form then turned to face him. His once sexy leer turned into a frown. He knew that I had to leave.

In one last effort, he pressed his chiseled chest against my perky breasts and slid his arm around the lower of my back. He kissed me softly. It was a sad kiss that said he didn't want me to leave.
Nevertheless, I had to.

"Griffin..." I whispered against his lips. He remained silent. His clear blue eyes staring deep into mine. "I can't...I have to go." I softly placed my hands on his chest pushing him back gently.  It felt like I could finally breathe. Suddenly, he was back in front of me. Only an inch apart.

"Sage..."He whispered, no longer gloomy. "We've been here before." His eyes moved down to my breasts and he smiled softly. "We've been farther now. Let's..." His lips were now only a breath away from mine. "...go all the way." He saw that I couldn't but he continued. "Sweetheart, let me make love to you." He smiled timidly.

My heart literally exploded. I had to be strong. 

"I can't." I told him then grabbed my bra and left out of the shower, picking up my other items, and throwing them on. I knew that I was practically naked with a guy, something I've never done before. Nonetheless, I wasn't the vulnerable one. I looked over my shoulder at Griffin. His eyes shown with vulnerability as I took another step away from him.

"Why...can't...you?" He asked. His tone made my heart clench in my chest.  I could see that he needed this. I just couldn't be the one to give it to him.

"Because...I just can't...I'm sorry." I ended with stepping out of the bathroom and then out of the bedroom.

I know what you're thinking, why didn't I have sex with the hottest guy I knew? Why did I have to be such a pussy? Why couldn't I just live a little? The answer was because he did something to me that I didn't like. He made me want to do anything he wanted. He had complete and utter control over me and I hated being vulnerable. 
Griffin Marshall was a repeated mistake I continued to make. I have done things with him that I could have never done with anyone else. Above that I've only known him for three days! I wasn't ready for the next part. There were so many things that I didn't know about him or about his life and he was very unstable. 

I brought my hand to my tangled wet hair coming to a conclusion as I walked out of the frat house. I had to stop before I got myself hurt. Before, I made mistakes that would haunt me for the rest of my life.

As I unlocked my car and got in, I came to a stern decision. I was going to stay away from Griffin Marshall, no matter what. 

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Hi there! Anyone? Anyone? *sigh*
This chapter got steamy fast. :)
Anyhow, I will try to update regularly from now on. It's just that I started my senior year and things are getting pretty hectic.