Guardian Angel

Weekend paperwork pt.2

Chloe:

When I saw Beca pulling her shirt over her head, exposing her abs, I couldn't help it anymore. I had to touch her. I went over to her and started lightly touching her abs and exploring her torso. It turned into a heated make out session, but once again Beca was the one who stopped herself. I knew she wanted to do it the right way, she had said it repeatedly, but I just wanted her. Just when I thought she would end it once again, I heard her mumble.

"Screw it!" I could see the lust in her eyes and when she started kissing me again, my knees gave in. She was kissing me passionately and her hands were moving all over my body. She pulled away, only long enough to remove the shirt I was wearing and connected our lips again after she had taken it off. I was pressing my lips against hers, trying to get even closer. I was slowly pushing her onto her bed and when she was lying on her back on the bed, she just looked at me, her eyes wandering over my body, stopping at my breasts for a moment. I reached behind my back with my hands and unclasped my bra. I let it fall to the floor mindlessly and climbed onto the bed on top of Beca. She cupped my breasts with her hands and gave them a little squeeze before caressing them, slowly playing with my nipples. I let out a little moan, which made her smile. My hands were playing with her bra straps while Beca tried to sit up. She took off her bra and when her breasts were exposed, I just stared at them. Suddenly I wasn't so sure about all of this anymore and Beca instantly noticed something was wrong.

"What's wrong, Chlo?" She asked with the softest voice.

"I don't know... I..." I stuttered unable to express what was going on.

"Nervous?" She asked me, while slowly caressing my arm.

"Yeah. I guess... You know, you're-" I didn't finish my sentence, but somehow Beca knew exactly what I wanted to say.

She looked at me with the sweetest smile on her face. "We won't do anything you're not feeling comfortable with. I promise." She gave me a kiss to emphasize what she had just said. I just nodded my head as a reply.

Beca flipped us around so she was on top and started to caress my breasts very gently while kissing me slowly, trying to make me feel as safe and relaxed as possible. I felt her upper body pressed against mine, while she was still kissing me, her kisses slowly wandering down to my neck. She nibbled on it every so often, then kissing over the same spot again. I let out a breathy moan, much to Beca's delight. She kissed every inch of my skin, starting at my neck down to my waist. She hesitated for a moment, before pulling on the hem of my pants, looking into my eyes while she did, to search for any sign of disagreement. I lifted my butt and Beca gently removed my pants, leaving me in just the thong I was wearing. She brought her face back up to mine again, looked into my eyes and kissed me. I needed her. After a while she pulled away and started kissing my breasts, carefully sucking on my nipple now and then, making sure everything she was doing was to my pleasure. I could hear her breathing heavily. I know she wanted me too and I couldn't wait any longer. I took one of Beca's hands and guided it down between my legs. She opened her eyes and looked at me in surprise.

"Are you sure?" I knew she was being dead serious. I could tell by her patience and her actions that she really only wanted to go through with this if I was okay with it.

"Yes, Becs, I want this. I want you." My voice was breathy, I was already worked up and really needed to feel her close to me.

She kissed my lips passionately, before she slowly moved her hand up and down over the fabric of my thong. I could feel that it was soaked with my arousal already. I let out some quiet moans and then Beca stopped. I had closed my eyes and opened them again to see why. She had gotten up from the bed and was removing her pants, giving me a really good view on her toned body. She was wearing a navy-blue panty made out of lace. I admired her body, while she crawled back onto the bed, putting her one hand back between my legs, but this time, she slowly slid it into my thong. She was lazily stroking up and down while kissing and nibbling on my neck. She sat back up and removed my thong, leaving me completely exposed to her looks. Beca was caressing my inner thigh, moving her hand towards my most sensitive spot painfully slow. When she had reached it, she moved her hand up and down in a smooth, rhythmic motion- all while kissing me. Minutes later, I was moaning and breathing heavily, I could already feel my arousal dripping onto the sheets, when Beca gently asked for entrance with her fingers. She was pleasantly surprised when I moved my hips upwards, silently granting her the permission that she wanted. She inserted two of her fingers and started to move them in and out while curling them against my walls. I couldn't help myself but moan loudly. Beca herself was breathing heavily, clearly turned on. She looked at me, her eyes dark with lust, before returning to kiss my breasts and my whole upper body. The pace of her fingers quickened, and I felt myself getting closer.

"Beca." I breathed out and I could feel her smiling into my chest, where she had been kissing me seconds ago. I pulled her face up to mine again and kissed her, moaning into it every so often. I let my hands wander to her breasts, slowly kneading them and playing with her hardened nipples. She let out a little moan, still moving her fingers inside of me. She had changed her rhythm and it was driving me crazy. I was moaning loudly and when Beca started drawing circles on my sensitive spot with her thumb, she sent me over the edge.

"Oh god! Ohh! Beca!" I loudly moaned her name, arching my back and gripping the sheets as I climaxed. It felt like electricity was rushing through my body, my skin was tingling, my heart was racing. I fell back onto the bed. I was sweaty, exhausted and happy at the same time. Beca had removed her fingers and was lying next to me now. She had rested her head on one of her arms and was looking at me dreamily. I turned my head to kiss her. While we were kissing, I was drawing patterns on her breasts, caressing her nipples. I moved my hands over her upper body, started to kiss down her neck and to her chest. I kissed all over her chest, making my way down to her stomach. She was breathing heavily. I slowly moved back up to her face, leaving small kisses all over it. Suddenly I was nervous again. I didn't want to disappoint Beca by doing something she didn't like. I hesitated.

"Hey, Chlo? Everything okay?" She stopped me.

"Yeah...I...I." I hated myself for being so insecure.

"You know you don't have to do this if you're not ready, right?" Her voice was soft but serious.

"How are you this understanding? You must have so much built-up tension." I turned to face the ceiling, feeling guilty.

"Chloe, listen. It's all about consent. I can only relax and enjoy it if I know you're feeling good with doing it. I promised you that you don't have to do anything you don't want to, and I intend to keep that promise." She had turned my head, so I was facing her, and she placed a kiss on my lips.

I nodded my head, processing what Beca had just said.

"I want this, but I..." I hesitated; I didn't want to admit that I didn't really know how.

Beca just kissed me, suffocating my words. There was just something about her. I relaxed into the kiss and it deepened pretty quickly again. I let my kisses trail down her neck, while caressing her breasts with both of my hands. I let my hands run over her body, touching and caressing every piece of skin I could reach. Beca started breathing heavily and when I carefully slid one hand between her legs, I could feel her breath hitch. She looked at me with pleading eyes, but I still hesitated. She pulled me up for a kiss and I could feel our bodies pressed against each other. She placed one of her hands over mine and guided it down, between her legs. Her arousal immediately coated my fingers and I started drawing circles on her most sensitive spot. Beca let out some quiet moans and I was getting turned on again. I changed my pace and pattern, and saw, how she inserted two of her fingers, starting to move in and out slowly. I stopped her hand and removed them while looking at her. I slowly inserted two of my fingers, careful not to hurt her.

"All the way." She said in a breathy, seductive voice.

I pushed them in as far as I could, and she let out a long moan. I started pushing them in and out slowly at first. Beca was breathing heavily, letting out the sexiest moans I had ever heard. It got me so worked up that I stopped caressing her body with my other hand and slid it down between my own legs. I was rubbing my sensitive spot with one hand and when Beca opened her eyes again to see what I was doing she let out a loud moan.

"God, Chloe!" She was watching me touching myself, while she was playing with one of my breasts.

I changed my pace and curled my fingers, just like Beca had done it, and I could tell she was getting closer. I still had one hand between my own legs, and I was also letting out quiet moans, which made her pull me in for a kiss. When she pulled away, she brought her lips close to my ear.

"I'm so close. Don't stop now." She whispered and her breath in my ear sent shivers down my spine.

I continued the same pace and pattern and she started rubbing her sensitive spot with one of her hands, still playing with my breasts with the other. We were both moaning loudly now. A couple moments later, we were both flying over the edge. Beca let out a loud and long moan, I was panting heavily and rapidly. Her body was quivering, and I let her ride it out before removing my fingers. She sank onto the bed and her breaths were still heavy and rapid. I snuggled up to her side, enjoying her presence.

"Best sex ever." I admitted, while drawing lazy circles on her chest. Beca just looked at me and kissed the top of my head. I drifted off into a deep, calm sleep a few minutes later.