Crystal's Heart

XVIV. Annoying

Crystal's POV:

I swear nothing was supposed to happen at all.

Like nothing.

Nada.

Ricardo pushed his body further into mine, and I stumbled onto the bed. His fingers tucked into my panties, and I automatically closed my legs. He glanced at me, and my heart ran a marathon. He lifted a leg in between mine, then the other one.

I can feel the fabric pull off my thighs until it drops to the floor.

This is such a bad idea.

Ricardo kisses my lips, cheek, neck, and collarbones.

He slid down the bed and went on his knees.

When his lips touched my foot, I squealed and grabbed his hair. Turns out my feet are ticklish. "What are you doing?!"

That is so gross, and yet, somehow, a turn-on.

Ricardo kisses my toes, ankles, and legs until his lips reach my thighs. His eyes settled fiercely into mine as he sucked my thigh. His tongue ran upward until the hot breath touched inside of me.

My eyes set on the ceiling as I feel his mouth and tongue.

I bit my lower lip to hold back the sounds, but it didn't work.

It feels weird.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

"I- umm- I"

Brain is not functioning.

Why is my brain not functioning?!

When I felt something slip inside, I said: "What are you- Ricardo!"

Ricardo moves a finger inside of me. He wiped his mouth and got up, his body on top of mine. I hold the hand between my legs.

"You don't seem bored anymore," he said.

I suck in a deep breath, "You ass."

He smiled, "You're really tight."

I hit him, "What? Do you expect me to be loose or some shit?"

I've had my fair share of being hit on, but being this intimate with someone else is a first.

"Help me take off my shirt?" He asked.

"Take it off yourself."

It somehow feels really embarrassing.

"I would-" His finger continues to move in and out. I grunted, and our breathing got heavier when he slipped another finger inside, "but my hand is a bit occupied."

I grabbed his shirt and helped him take it off. Ricardo kisses my neck, "How is it here?"

My nails dig into his back. "Hm."

"What about here?" he whispered.

I move my waist alongside his fingers.

Ricardo kisses me again. When I felt an odd sensation, I squealed loudly into his mouth. I can feel Ricardo's smile, "I found it."

Over and over, he curled his fingers in the same spot. And fuck does it feel good. Just when I feel like I've hit the peak, he slows down.

"What-"

Ricardo pulled out his wet fingers and pinned his hands beside my head.

"What are you-"

"Tell me you're not bored of me," he demanded.