Vengeance

||32|| Euphoric*

[Warning: Kinky lmfao]

Oakley POV

I'm completely tranced as August brings his body over me and lowers his head. I raise my hand and place it on the nape of his neck then slide my fingers onto his hair.

My heart aches for his lips; fuck that, my heart aches for him.

As his mouth is only a centimeter from mine, his breath fanning over my top lip, I speak, "Are you sure you're okay?"

He pushes a strand of hair out my face and nods, "I took some of the prescribed medicine and some pain killers. I'm fine," he explains.

I slant my eyes at him, "Didn't I tell you to stop taking painkillers? You're gonna kill your stomach."

He smirks, "Yeah, yeah, yeah," he mutters against my lips before pressing his into them forcefully. I inhale sharply, closing my eyes as his kiss consumes me entirely.

He moans, his tongue grazes against the slit of my lips and I part them, allowing him to explore my mouth as if it were the first time. It feels like it's the first time with every kiss, and every touch of his. That spark he gives me throughout my body never fades.

Our mouths move in unison, the side of our noses planted against one another's.

I take his tongue in between my lips and suck on it, and the groan that leaves his throat makes the wetness between my legs grow wetter.

Does pregnancy make you hornier? Because the heat soaring through my veins is at an all-time high.

I'm having to take more breaths, probably the effect of having just one lung now. I don't know if we should be having sex but I can't care less. I need him.

I lift my hands to August's dress shirt and begin to unbutton them. But he lifts with a determination on his face, bringing his hand to the collar of his shirt and rips the shirt down the slit, the buttons flying across the room.

"August!" I cackle as he takes off what's left of the shirt, showing the bandaging of his chest. He comes back down and kisses me.

"That was hot," I muttered against his lips.

He hums, "Get up."

I get up, wearing only a bra, underwear, and heels still. I go to the edge of the bed to take off my heels but August puts a hand on my arm.

"No, keep them on, take everything else off," he orders then lays on his back. "Then come put that pussy on my tongue. I want you in my mouth."

I can feel my cheeks rise in temperature, hurting from smiling so much at his words and burning from blush.

I do as he says, talking off my panties but not before giving him a little show as I do so, kicking it off my foot and sending it across the room. He watches in admiration as I unclip my bra and pull the straps down my arms, showing him my tits. His lips part as I straddle him backward, bringing my knees beside his shoulders and hovering my center right above his face.

"Oakley, fucking hell," he says, his breath fans over my pussy, making a shiver run up my spine. His hands find my ass cheeks, and he slaps down on my right one, hard.

I moan inside my mouth at the hit, feeling my ass jiggle.

"I want to hear you, baby," he says.

"But the others might hear us," I counter.

"No one will hear, only I will," he assures me, giving another smack to my ass. This time, I let out an audible moan, and August curses under his breath.