4 am fantasy - Spring

Spring

Bare with me this was written at well 4 am

Our foreheads were touching and I couldn't help but resent myself. I stared deeply into his eyes. I felt him breathe against me. I took a deep breath in smelling distant flowers "You broke me,"

"Define broke,"

"You know exactly what I mean,"

"That's really not my problem," I can just tell he had that stupid smirk on his face.

"Your presence makes my skin crawl, you are disgusting,"

"I've been called worse,"

"Fuck you,"

"Fuck me? I know you want to," he said tauntingly

"I hate you,"

"I know" He flashed a big smile

And with that, his lips pressed against mine I felt the last pieces of my heart finally break off and fall down into an abyss. The cycle has completely destroyed me.

I felt his lips move from mine to my neck. I couldn't help out a small whimper. His hands traveled down to my hips and he pulled me closer. I felt him unbuttoning my pants and my hands went to stop him. "I can get them off myself,"

"Oh, ok."

Once I got my pants off I went for my shirt he helped pull it off then unhooked my bra. Once his shirt and jeans were off we just stayed there for 5 seconds staring. He then placed his lips back on mine and I adjusted myself to lean back against the pillows. He left a trail of kisses down my body until he got to the lace at the top of my underwear. He kissed it and slowly took them off. I felt his breath against my core; he leaned forward and licked. "You taste like cherries," I almost scoffed "Mmm I bet I do."

He just smiled his panty-dropping smile and went back down on me. I don't think this feeling will ever get old, my eyes roll to the back of my head as I let out a string of curses. His tongue plunged deep inside of me and delved deeper to explore and taste more of me. "Fuuuck," I dragged out signaling my climax. He moved his mouth off "Ah ah ah I'm not done with you yet," He placed a chaste kiss on my lips and I groaned.

"You know if you used your words I'd know what you want,"

I glared at him barely seeing through my lust-clouded eyes "I want you to leave, but you started something that needs finishing."

He smirked "You and I both know you don't want me to leave, and what do you think I can do to finish this,"

I rolled my eyes "I didn't want to be vulgar but, I guess I don't know fucking me could help do the job,"

He chuckled his eyes crinkling "Your wish is my command Jazmine,"

"Ugh fuck off,"

"Wait now I'm confused I thought you wanted me to fuck you,"

For the first time in well forever I think I cracked a small smile I think he noticed because then he slammed his lips onto mine more aggressively this time almost like he was searching for something. I was then again pushed onto my back and he positioned his tip on my clit rubbing it and I bit my lip. He then lined his dick up against my opening and slowly pushed inside stretching my walls he let out a breathy moan. Once I adjusted to his size he started pumping in and out slowly never fully entering. My breathing grew heavier and I started to whimper "F-faster,"

"One-second kiwi," my eyes widened at the sudden use of a nickname I had not heard in a while.

His pace quickened and He bent down to kiss me then suck on my neck. Our moans grew louder and I felt myself getting closer to the edge. He unhooked his lips from my neck and softly breathed out "Ride me."

I opened my eyes to look at him as he took his hands off the headboard. I straddled him and pushed myself down onto his dick it didn't take long for me to pick up the pace and started to move my hips. I placed my hands on his shoulders and leaned forward to kiss him. I slowed my pace and he placed his head in the crook of my neck whimpering almost begging for me to go faster.

His whimpers sent chills down my spine I went faster moving up and down his shaft, I felt something tensing up inside yelling to be let out I felt myself tightening around him and he flipped us over slamming into me we both let out gaudy moans and he slowed his pace riding out our high. He kissed me and it was like he was telling me something. I opened my eyes and was met with the cold once again. I curled up on my bed and took a deep breath in smelling the flowers they smelled awful. I was met again with the warmth and comfort of my tears as they dripped down my face. When I woke up our foreheads were touching and I couldn't help but resent myself. I stared deeply into his eyes and I felt him breathe against me.