Prologue:
his lips brushed against mine, and just that small gesture had me shivering in a good way. not only did it leave me tingly inside, it had me longing for more. his hands intertwined with mine as he leaned forward. our foreheads were touching and there was barley space between us. i felt my heart flutter as he pecked my lips. he was teasing and he knew it.
"lay down." he tells me. of course, i do as he says. there is a smile on my face that i can't contain. he's so beautiful. this moment is so beautiful.
our hands are still tangled within each-others as if he doesn't want to let go. my legs naturally wrap around his torso as he lightly kisses my neck. again, my body reacts and chills are running through my body. he leaves my neck and attacks my lips. the moment i've been waiting for. our lips move in perfect harmony. he likes being the dominant one, so he wrestles with my tongue. a slight moan escapes my mouth and i feel him smirk onto my lips. he knows he has won.
once he pulls away, he looks down on me, smiling. i smile back because i love when he looks at my like that. he makes me feel all warm inside. he makes me feel like i'm special and even beautiful.
he then begins kissing my neck again but this time more aggressive. his tongue dances on my skin, my lips part as moans leave my mouth. the kisses get lower and he's at my collar bone. he kisses that too. i feel his hands slither up my tank top and feel on my bare breast. he looks up at me hungrily, i know what he wants.
my arms go up and my shirt is lifted over my head. he's back to making kisses. he takes my right breast and makes swirls around my nipples as he massages the left with his thumb. it feels all too good. i'm moaning louder than before and he's barley doing anything.
wet kisses trail down my stomach and stop once he's at my waist line. i'm more anxious than ever. he slips off my lace underwear and the teasing begins. he knows i hate when he does that. he kisses my inner thigh, and i squirm, wanting more.
"patience, my love."
the teasing comes to a halt. and i find myself gripping the sheets as euphoria rushes through my body. loud moans leave my mouth as his tongue swirls around my "goodness". i'm calling his name and i know he loves when i do that. even though i'm loving what he's doing to my body even more.
i grip onto the sheets tighter, my back arches, my legs shake violently. my release happens and my tensed muscles relax. i'm breathing heavy and its only the beginning. he comes back up, grinning at me again. i blush.
"you taste sweet, baby." the last words he says before attacking me with another kiss. he's more aggressive this time. he has his fingers back intertwined with mine. his body is pressed up against mine. he kisses me like it will be his last.
we come up for air and we both look at each-other with lust. i want him. no, i need him now. he caresses my cheek with his left thumb and gives me that look.
"i love you." he says, sliding his hands down my side. for some reason my body always seems to shiver when he touches me. but i love it. i love his touch. i love his scent. i love his light brown eyes. i love the slight freckles that are splattered on his face, the slight dimple that appears only on his left cheek. i love the smooth, silk like, words that come out of his all too perfect mouth. i love the sexy, raspy voice in the morning. i love the tattoos inked on his chest. i love his abs, the ones i find myself touching when he has no shirt on. i love the way he makes me feel. i love him, just in general.
"i love you more." he smiles widely when he hears the words.
"that's not even possible."
he pecks my lips before another rush of euphoria runs through my body. i love the feeling of him inside me. he's moving in a slow pace. he loves being sensual even though i don't mind him speeding up.
"faster, baby." i purr. he always listens to my commands.
my fingers scratch his back as he speeds up the pace. his head is nuzzled into my neck and his taking little bites. i'm sure i will be all marked up, but i love that too.
my moans become uncontrollable once he gets rougher. i find myself arching my back as i get closer to my peak. his grunts turn me on. i feel my legs tremble and a tear slips my eye at how good he's doing. he knows when i'm about to climax. that's his cue to turn me over and have me on all fours. he loves this position and he's even more rougher.
he pulls my hair and grips my butt. he's taking all the control. my legs feel even more weak and they begin shaking again. i collapsed onto the bed, my face in a pillow as i moan into it.
i feel him tense up, i know he's almost there. so am i. but before he can, he flips me over one last time. our hands our together yet again. his forehead is on mine as he pumps inside of me. he pecks my lips, i arch my back, i'm almost there.
my muscles relax and so does his as he releases.
he doesn't leave the position he's in. his hands never leave mine. he's staring at me again. and then he smiles widely. i find myself smiling too. his lips brush against mine. even though we've just had sex, he still manages to send chills down my spine. oh, how i love his touch.
"i love you." this time i'm the first to say it.
"i love you more."
a smirk appears on my face. "that's not even possible." i mock him.
